Chapter 90: Prison Night Talk

The same dream, the same river of blood, only this time, Murong Zhi saw their appearance clearly......

"Don't!" When the blood-dripping knife slashed at Murong Jin, who was covered in blood, Murong Zhi cried. Why can't you move yourself, why can't you do anything about yourself, why, why!

It was still the same rooster crow, and it was dawn......

Murong Zhi opened his eyes and looked blankly ahead, I ...... What to do?

Father! By the way, I'm going to find my dad! And Hanyue, Aunt Lan...... Murong Zhi hurriedly sat up and alarmed Ling Mochen beside the bed-

"Zhi'er, are you awake? It's okay, you've been asleep for a day and a night, but ......" Ling Mochen hugged Murong Zhi's shoulders and looked at Murong Zhi carefully to see if there was anything unusual about her.

"You let go of me, I'm going to find my dad!" Murong Zhi pushed Ling Mochen away and said anxiously.

"All the people in Murong Mansion have been taken into custody, and you can't get out now." Ling Mochen hugged Murong Zhi tighter, for fear that she would leave.

"No, I ...... I'm going to my dad, my dad...... My father ......." Murong Zhi choked.

"Okay, okay, I know." Ling Mochen stroked Murong Zhi's back and comforted, "You calm down now and listen to me." I took you out of the Empress Dowager's Changqing Palace, and created the illusion that you had lost your footing and drowned, so you must not let others find out that you are still alive, especially if you leave the emperor. I'll take you to the dungeon tonight," Ling Mochen said sadly, "See General Murong for the last time." ”

The last side...... Murong Zhi gasped when she heard this. "Can you ...... Get my dad out? ”

"Zhi'er, except for the emperor in this world, I'm afraid no one is willing to let General Murong be ......" Ling Mochen smiled bitterly: Yu Guo, he is a loyal and rare talent, Yu Min, he is a military attache who loves the people like a son, Yu Shi, he is a good general who lives and dies together!

"Zhi'er, you should know that with your father's ability, if he wants to leave, will he be in prison now?"

"No, isn't he reluctant to let me go? Maybe if I go, he'll go? Mochen, please, go save my dad tonight. Murong Zhi turned her head, her eyes full of tears, and looked at Ling Mochen beggingly.

"Alas......" Ling Mochen bowed his head gently, it seems that in this life, he can't escape.

In the prison, although Murong Jin was dressed in linen, his hair was messy, his body was covered with shocking blood marks, and his hands and feet were shackled, as if he was holding a monster that would hurt people at any time, but Murong Jin still had his eyes burned, straightened his waist, and sat on the wooden bench.

"The emperor has arrived."

Murong Jin turned his head, and saw a eunuch leading the way, and he walked towards his cell in a bright yellow yellow emperor-

"See the Emperor." Murong Jin saluted meticulously.

"Aiqing, can you complain?"

"Resentment."

"Bold!" As soon as he heard this, the eunuch who left the emperor's side shouted.

The Emperor raised his hand and said:

"Why?"

"If the emperor is suspicious, he can just arrest Murong Jin, why don't he let go of any of the more than 100 people in Murong Mansion?"

"You don't want to ask me, why did I arrest you?"

"If you want to add sin, there is no excuse."

"You don't want to resist?"

"Eat the king's lu, bear the king's worries, and be loyal to the king."

"It's a good worry for the king," after the emperor laughed twice, he immediately said sharply: "Then why don't you admit the crime of rebellion!" ”

"What has not been done, how can the emperor ask Weichen to admit it?"

"Humph!" When the emperor was just about to leave, he turned his head to Murong Jin and sneered: "Your current self-proclaimed name should be, criminal minister. ”

"Congratulations to the emperor."

Looking at the bright yellow hem of his clothes that disappeared at the end of the cell, Murong Jin stood up and sighed softly, he couldn't help but think of the young man who played chess with him when he was young, drawing a bow and shooting birds, it turned out that he had already disappeared into the crowd with the passage of time......

In the prince's mansion, Gong Yijie and Zhong Huijing sat quietly in the garden, tasting tea and admiring flowers, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with them.

"Lord Murong will be beheaded tomorrow at noon, right?" Gong Yijie asked Zhong Huijing with a teacup.

"Yes." Zhong Huijing added another cup of tea to Gong Yiju, "Your Highness, when the tea is cold, it won't taste good." ”

"It's a pity!" After taking a sip of tea, Gongyi said lightly: "Fortunately, we didn't have a deep friendship with Murong Mansion at that time. ”

Zhong Huijing seemed to think of something, lowered her eyes, and said sadly: "Pity Miss Murong, she lost her father at a young age and died in the water. ”

"If she knows about Lord Murong, maybe this will also be a relief for her." Gong Yijie pinned the broken hair on Zhong Huijing's sideburns behind her ears.

Zhong Huijing raised her head, looked at Gongyi, and said worriedly:

"Now, although the ministers of the court and the central government are all towards His Royal Highness, the military power in the hands of Lord Murong ......"

"My father will definitely hand it over to someone he trusts, but now I am afraid that no one will dare to accept the ministers of the court. Although the second brother came back from the border pass not long ago, it is not difficult to see from these few times that the father attaches great importance to the second brother. Gong Yijie frowned.

"Your Royal Highness, what happened three years ago, it is impossible for the emperor to let the second prince have a chance, if the father really hands over the military power to the second prince this time, then we can also retreat into the ......" Zhong Huijing approached Gongyi's ear.

In the second prince's mansion, since Gong Yixuan learned that Murong Zhi fell into the water and died, he always felt a little unbelievable, and after seeing her corpse, his heart was filled with a strong sense of loss.

"Ming Xun, go and call the person who asked the main hall to follow Murong Zhi." Gong Yi leaned lazily on the bed.

"Yes."

After a while, a man in black dressed in night clothes knelt on one knee in front of Gong Yixuan.

"Let's talk about the situation on the day when Changqing Palace went to the water."

"Yes." The man in black bowed his head and said, "That day, I followed Miss Murong from a distance until she entered the palace. Because there are many people in the palace, the subordinates are worried about being exposed, so they found a place that is more hidden but far away from the west hall of Changqing Palace to look at Miss Murong, after dark, the subordinates did see Miss Murong out of the west hall, originally the subordinates wanted to follow Miss Murong, but unexpectedly, someone in the Changqing Palace discovered the existence of his subordinates, and the subordinates were eager to get out, but the person kept pestering, and the subordinates did not follow Miss Murong, so that when Miss Murong fell into the water, the subordinates did not find out. ”

Gong Yixuan was silent for a moment—

"Someone in Changqing Palace found you?"

"Yes, my subordinates are derelict in their duties, and I hope Your Highness will punish them."

"How's that guy?"

"It's on par with his subordinates, but he only uses thirty percent of his skills."

When Gong Yixuan heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked......

"Okay, you go down, the main hall knows, and you will go to Mingting to receive the punishment."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

After the man in black left, Gong Yixuan leaned on the bed thoughtfully......

In the Guan Ju Palace, Gongyi Yunyao was in a good mood eating grapes.

"Cai Lian, you said that Murong Zhi, who the three princes of the Yue Kingdom had been thinking about, died like this, how did he feel?" Gongyi Yunyao said with a smile.

"The slave doesn't know."

"Bengong thinks he should be sad, and he should regret it, after all, he used to be for Murong Zhi, and he resolutely refused to marry Bengong's ......"

"Princess......" Cailian said distressedly.

"It's cheaper than Zhaorong, but the imperial grandmother's birthday is still seven months, and it's really long......" Gongyi Yunyao stood up and patted the hem of her skirt, and ordered: "Prepare to prepare, this palace is going to Weiyang Palace." ”

"Yes."

The night descended silently, and under the cover of blackness, all impermissible acts or things were carried out......

In the western suburbs, more than a dozen people in night clothes lined up in two columns, waiting for instructions.

Then, as soon as Ling gave an order, everyone dispersed and hid in the night......

"Zhi'er, you must be obedient later, otherwise everyone won't be able to come back."

"Hmm!" After finishing speaking, Ling Mochen took Murong Zhi and flew towards the heavenly prison.

After a while, he arrived near the Heavenly Prison, but Ling Mochen took Murong Zhi to the back of a big tree on the side of the Heavenly Prison, and stomped on the spot three times, and there was a secret door underground.

"Zhi'er, come, pull me, don't let go." Ling Mochen stretched out his hand.

Murong Zhi looked at the dark secret door, and then put his fleshy hand on Ling Mochen's hand.

I don't know how long it took to walk, Murong Zhi finally saw a ray of light, but with it came the rotting breath of the dying man. It may be that Ling Mochen's subordinates took care of the prison in advance, except for the patrolling guards who needed to be avoided, both of them came to Murong Jin's cell smoothly.

When Murong Zhi saw the scar on Murong Jin's back for the first time, the tip of her nose was sour-

"Daddy!"

"Zhi'er?" Murong Jin turned around and looked at Murong Zhi in surprise, "Are you still alive?" Great, great......"

What a encounter! When Murong Jin turned around, Murong Zhi saw the shackles on Murong Jin's hands and feet, and watched in shock as Murong took a step closer to him.

Not only Murong Zhi, but Ling Mochen couldn't believe what he saw, what a glorious Zhenwei General was now, he was now handcuffed like an animal. However, what impressed Ling Mochen was that even though he was in prison, Murong Jin still straightened his waist, and the temperament around him remained unchanged.

"Zhi'er, is it really Zhi'er?" Murong Jin trembled his hands, wanting to see if all this was a phantom.

"Dad, it's me, it's me!" Murong Zhi held Murong Jin's hand and burst into tears, "How can they treat you like this, how can they ......"