Rong Gu's eyes were slightly dark, and in the flash of coldness, he suddenly raised a foot and put it in the man's heart.

Is this man supposed to be dead?

Maybe he knew that he couldn't live, but the man didn't know the strength he was born there, so he directly hugged Rong Gu's thigh, and when he lifted the dagger in his hand, he was about to stab Yun Zhen horizontally.

He knows very well that Rong Su and Liuli are both good at martial arts, and persimmons should be pinched softly, so his goal at the beginning was Yun Zhen.

This one breath intermittent.

At this moment, Yun Zhen was less than an arm's length away from the man.

Rong Su subconsciously wanted to reach out and push Yun Zhen aside, but unexpectedly, Yun Zhen suddenly moved.

Lifting the dagger in his hand, he inserted it into the man's heart with unmistakable accuracy.

The man was in a trance for a while at Shang Yunzhen's cold and waveless eyes.

He could clearly feel his blood spilling out, falling on the corners of Yun Zhen's eyes and eyebrows, but Yun Zhen was motionless, as if she was unaware.

Rong Gu pulled Yun Zhen back a few steps, and kicked the corpse away with a kick of disgust.

Use your own robe to wipe the blood from Yun Zhen's face.

After wiping it clean, Rong Gu touched Yun Zhen's eyes and touched the madness that was forcibly suppressed in the depths of Yun Zhen's eyes, and he was silent for a long time before continuing to pick up the topic that had been interrupted earlier.

"Outside the Regent's Mansion tonight, there are a lot of Southern Tang people."

Rong Gu glanced at Yun Zhen's face before continuing. "Those people are strong in martial arts, and their bodies are almost the same, there are not many people, but they cooperate very well, they must have been trained, it is possible..."

The last half of the sentence was not spoken, but Yun Zhen already understood what he meant.

This sentence seems to be its most important stroke, and Yun Zhen has figured it out all the things that he couldn't figure out before.

There are not many people, they are well-trained, if they are not trained secret guards, or they are soldiers, at this juncture, they can call such people at will to do things for him.

How low can Li Jingrui's status be?

I thought that Li Jingrui was ambitious, so he colluded with the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Now that I think about it, Li Jingrui is afraid that he is from the Southern Tang Dynasty, according to the miserable background he originally fabricated, how could he have such an ability to cultivate such a group of people?

This would explain why he had gone to great lengths to pull himself down.

Why is he still cruel to himself after he is pregnant?

Why did he conspire with Hua Zijing after he knew that Hua Zijing had eroded his power?

Because everything starts with just a game, and all this he does is just because he wants to let Ling have civil strife, and then take advantage of it and make it profitable.

Li Jingrui, maybe this name is all fabricated at random.

Five years of husband and wife, respecting each other like guests, in the end, it is just a joke.

Now everything is on the bright side, and the bloody facts force Yun Zhen to admit it.

All of this is because I don't know people clearly, which led to this tragedy.

Li Jingrui.

The corners of Yun Zhen's lips tightened into a line, but her mind was clearer than ever.

She glanced up at Rong Gu. "You must have fought with those Southern Tang people."

"Yes." Rong nodded his head. "Most of the body in the Southern Tang Dynasty is rough, with a strong body, and most of the weapons used are heavy."

"But because heavy weapons are really difficult to bring into Kyoto, Li Jingrui is afraid that what he wants is to disturb a pool of water in Kyoto, so he didn't bring too many people in."

"Although the foundation of martial arts is good, it is not impossible to dispose of it with some effort."

Hearing this, Yun Zhen's eyes suddenly fell silent, and the corners of her lips slowly hooked, but the smile only lingered on her face, not into her eyes, and it looked like it was cold and smoky.

"Being able to mobilize such a group of people and work hard for him, his status in the Southern Tang Dynasty is not low."

Yun Zhensi slowly flicked the wooden box in Rong Gu's arms.

"Invade our country's land, and its heart can be punished."

"After wishing to stir up the storm in Kyoto, you want to get out of the way?"

"How can it be so simple?" Yun Zhen muttered, her eyes shining.

"Wishful thinking!"

Rong Gu glanced at her and asked. "How do you want to do it?"

Yun Zhen gritted her teeth and said word by word. "Since he has set up the chess game tonight, if he doesn't give him some color to see, I'm afraid he won't be able to find the north."

Yun Zhen whispered. "If I'm not mistaken, you should let Bai Zhi and them stay outside the Dehuai Palace, right?"

Yun Zhen's tone was very determined, thinking that she already had a plan in her heart.

There was a faint smile on the bottom of Rong Gu's eyes, and between the two of them, they already understood what they meant by each other.

"It's safe to brake quietly, but."

"We can't let Li Jingrui die without a place to be buried, and we must let him break his muscles and bones tonight." Yun Zhen said hatefully.

.....

"Big brother." Xu Ziming whipped the horses under the seat hard, quickly caught up with Xu Wenhui, who was walking in front, and asked. "What did the county lord's maid tell you?"

Xu Ziming has been slightly restrained these days, and Mrs. Xu has felt a lot more relieved.

Xu Wenhui has always had a love-hate relationship with this younger brother, and he complained that he was a troublemaker, and he was pampered by his mother since he was a child, and in the end, he gradually grew crooked.

In recent days, it has been rare to restrain his past absurd virtues, so Xu Wenhui's face looked much better when he saw him coming forward.

Hearing Xu Ziming's concerned inquiry, Xu Wenhui frowned, in the end, it was his own brother, and when he thought about his sexuality, he naturally knew why Xu Ziming was so concerned about this matter.

With something in his heart, Xu Wenhui hurriedly went back to the house to discuss with Mrs. Xu, but he couldn't hold back at the moment.

Finally softened his complexion, and he said in a low voice. "What do you care about all this? Do your duty as a courtier! ”

Xu Ziming still has some talent, but he is lazy, so diligent and hardworking, he may have some success in the future.

Hearing Xu Wenhui say this, how could he not understand what Xu Wenhui meant, and fell silent.

Looking at the look of pain on his younger brother's face, Xu Wenhui's heart moved, and he sighed softly, but this matter is really important, and it is not good to talk about it here.

After all, Xu Ziming has been a lot more down-to-earth recently, and these things are not easy to hide from him, so he left a sentence and rode away. "This matter is urgent, let's talk about it when I go home."

Hearing Xu Wenhui say this, Xu Ziming's eyes brightened unconsciously, and then he also raised his whip and followed behind Xu Wenhui.

Hurried back to the house, Xu Wenhui didn't dare to delay, and went straight to Mrs. Xu's room all the way.

Now that the hour is getting late, Old Lady Xu sat up with her clothes on, looked at the maid who came in to pray, and frowned.

"What is the matter with Wenhui, can't you say it Ming'er?" Old Madam Xu was a little dazed in her sleep, and at this moment she barely held up her eyelids and glanced at Old Madam Xu.

"You go to sleep first, I'll take a look." Old lady Xu went down to the ground to put on his clothes as he spoke, Xu Wenhui has always been very steady, if it wasn't for something very important, how could he come to look for him in the middle of the night?

Old lady Xu pondered while putting on her clothes, thinking that Xu Wenhui had just come out of the palace, so she went straight to him, and she didn't know if something happened in the palace.

"Grandpa." Xu Wenhui stretched out his hand to support Mrs. Xu, who was wearing a robe at random, but he might as well be separated by Mrs. Xu's hand.

Old lady Xu glanced at Xu Ziming, who was standing obediently on the side, frowned slightly, and was habitually opening his mouth to reprimand Xu Ziming for a few words, but unexpectedly after receiving Xu Wenhui's gaze, Shengsheng swallowed back the reprimand and asked.

"What the hell is going on? In the middle of the night, what happened in the palace? ”

Listening to Mrs. Xu's mouth, she went straight to the point, Xu Wenhui didn't squirm, and replied. "When my grandson entered the palace for a banquet tonight, he felt that this banquet was not very simple, so he kept an eye on it and left later."

"Unexpectedly." Xu Wenhui paused, tilted his head slightly to look at Xu Ziming, and then continued to speak. The maid on the side of the Qinghuang County Lord took the opportunity to turn back and talk to her grandson.

"It is said that King Dehuai drank high tonight and was left by His Royal Highness the Prince."

"It's just that there are many ears and eyes around, and the maid didn't dare to say anything more to her grandson, so she had to give this object to her grandson."

Xu Wenhui said, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and spread it out in front of Mrs. Xu, the pale yellow handkerchief foot embroidered with a budding blood-colored proud plum, the embroidery is extremely exquisite, the snow plum Yunnan red Yunnan red as if drinking blood.

"I didn't say a word to my grandson, and the maid urged my grandson to go home quickly, and my grandson thought, does the county lord want to hint at something?"

Listening to Xu Wenhui's slight words, Old Lady Xu's brows tightened more and more, and a pair of slightly cloudy eyes were fixed on the blood plum, beckoning, and asked Xu Wenhui to take the veil.

Old lady Xu took it, rubbed his rough fingers on the red snow plum, and then looked at his blood-stained fingertips, his pupils unconsciously dilated slightly, and his breathing became slightly heavier.

"Was King Zhennan also left in the palace by the crown prince tonight?"

Xu Wenhui was slightly stunned, as if he understood something, and his face was a little difficult to look at. "Grandpa, do you mean that the county lord of Qinghuang used this square veil as a warning? Said that the king of Zhennan was in danger in the palace tonight? ”

"Nope." Unexpectedly, Old Lady Xu immediately retorted. "Not by all."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is no matter how arrogant he is, but Sikong's prestige in the army over the years is very deep, and he needs to be more or less worried."

"Besides, Sikong is in danger in the palace, what's the use of notifying us?"

As Mrs. Xu spoke, her fingers kept rubbing gently on the armrest of the chair, and then her eyes lit up slightly. "Lord Qinghuang wants to remind us that since Sikong is trapped in the palace by the prince, he must be going to attack him, and he can't force Sikong, so he has to ...."

"Framed ?!!" Xu Ziming, who was standing silent, exclaimed, seeing that his brother and grandfather were looking at it together, he touched the tip of his nose embarrassedly, and didn't dare to say anything.

Old lady Xu glanced at Xu Ziming with appreciation, and immediately gave an order.