Chapter Twenty-Seven: The True and False Princes

"Do you have internal injuries? Still hurts the gut? The masked man struck a blow, and his palms were wrong, and he retracted his strength.

"It's just an old injury from half a year ago, it's not in the way." The nice male voice sounded a little weak, but he changed his words and said affirmatively, "You are not from the Ryuk country!" ”

"This isn't who you really are!"

Seeing the man's figure flashing, he moved to the rough-clothed man like lightning in an instant, and reached out to tear off a thin sheet of dough from the man's face, took it and shook it in his hand.

The masked man's body was extremely fast, which surprised Shangguan Jiyue, but he felt familiar, his internal strength was strong to yang, but the moves were deliberately hidden, why is this?

However, what Shangguan Jiyue was even more surprised was the face and facial features of the rough-clothed man under the skin mask, which was the eldest prince of the Lu Kingdom, Chu Zijie.

How so? Shangguan Jiyue looked carefully, although it was night, but the person who practiced martial arts had excellent eyesight, although she couldn't see things in the night, but she could see clearly by the faint moonlight.

After a while, Shangguan Jiyue had already come to a conclusion. This is definitely not the same person as that Chu Zijie in the imperial city! Although the appearance is exactly the same, and the body shape is also long and jade, the one in the imperial city, Chu Zijie's eyes are cruel, as cold as ice like a hellish ghost. And this person's eyes are gentle and gentle, and his temperament is gentle, which is definitely not something that can be done by disguise.

However, how could there be two Chu Zijie? This couldn't help but make Shangguan Jiyue puzzled.

At this moment, the masked man was also slightly stunned when he saw Chu Zijie's true face, but immediately, a terrifying cold glow shot out of his eyes, and he was cold.

Shangguan Jiyue secretly screamed, "Not good! "When he rescued her from the siege in the imperial city that night, the masked man had seen that Chu Zijie in the imperial city, and now he must have murderous intent in his eyes.

Sure enough, the masked man suddenly stretched out his palm, his five fingers clasped inward, with a piercing chill, and quickly locked Chu Zijie's throat like a ghost, and Chu Zijie stood still at all, watching the life-seeking fingers approaching him.

At the last moment, Shangguan Jiyue didn't care too much, jumped down from the eaves, blocked in front of Chu Zijie, stretched out the folding fan in his hand and covered the palm of the masked man: "You can't kill him!" ”

"Get out of the way!" When the masked man saw Shangguan Jiyue come out to protect him, he unconsciously withdrew a few percent of his strength, but his voice was even colder, "If I don't kill him, he will kill you!" ”

"They're not the same person!" Shangguan Jiyue saw that the palm of the masked man was approaching Chu Zijie a few points, and couldn't help but say hurriedly.

"Not the same person?" The eyes under the black black iron showed a suspicious look, and he took his eyes away from Shangguan Jiyue's body and focused on Chu Zijie's face, as if to determine whether what Shangguan Jiyue said was true.

"Yes! To be precise, there are two Chu Zijie! ”

Chu Zijie was stunned for a moment, his gentle eyes showed a hint of admiration, and he said slowly: "This little brother is really discerning, I'm afraid that even my father and king can't tell that Chu Zijie in the imperial city is fake." ”

"What proof do you have to prove that you're real?" Shangguan Jiyue and the masked man withdrew their hands, looked at Chu Zijie in unison, and asked in unison.

The two seemed to be taken aback by this tacit questioning, glanced at each other, and then turned their eyes away unnaturally. Between his eyes, Shangguan Jiyue clearly saw the hidden pity and love in the dark eyes under the Xuantie mask, and there was a pain in his heart for no reason, and a high-spirited and tall figure immediately appeared in his mind.

If it was him, how could he not recognize himself? If it was him, how could he not show his true face? If it was him, he wouldn't have such gloomy eyes, and if it was him, she wouldn't have recognized it.

Before she knew it, her eyes were red. Shaking her head vigorously, Shangguan Jiyue shook off the incredible thoughts that suddenly popped up in her mind, calmed down her thoughts, raised her head slightly, and forcibly forced the light in her eyes back.

"Are you sure you want me to say it here?" Chu Zijie looked at the two and smiled slightly.

"Go to me." Shangguan Jiyue proposed.

"No way!" The masked man almost blurted out without thinking, seeing that Shangguan Jiyue and Chu Zijie were looking at him strangely, he coughed lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go to the cave in the back mountain, it's quieter there." ”

A group of three people came to the small cave last time in the night, and the three of them sat around the fire, and the jumping firelight reflected on their faces, flickering bright and dark, Chu Zijie spoke slowly.

"Half a year ago, when I was traveling, I encountered an ambush on my way through Nanchi, which injured my heart and intestines, and my life was not guaranteed. Fortunately, I was rescued by a miracle doctor and brought back to life, but when I recovered from my injuries, after I came back half a month ago, I found that I had been impersonated, and there was already a Chu Zijie in the imperial city. ”

Shangguan Jiyue and the masked man were very surprised when they heard this, they only felt incredible, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they were afraid that they would not have thought of it.

When I heard about this, I was also shocked, and I intuitively felt that this matter was not simple. However, the seal that can prove his identity has been lost, and if he recklessly loses the identity of the Imperial City, he will let himself fall into a desperate situation. So, I modified my disguise, sneaked back to the imperial city with the shuttle bus that went into the palace to deliver food, and saw the fake Chu Zijie, who looked exactly like me, and his words and deeds were also eight points similar, no wonder my father didn't recognize that Chu Zijie next to him was fake for so long. ”

"Indeed it is! That Chu Zijie looks exactly like you, and even the Lord of Chu was deceived by him! Shangguan Jiyue looked at Chu Zijie and said word by word.

"Have you seen my father? Is he really sick? As soon as Chu Zijie heard Shangguan Jiyue mention the Lord of Chu, his gentle eyes were full of worry.

Father-son affection, blood and bones, that can't be pretended.

Shangguan Jiyue looked at Chu Zijie's worried look, her eyes flashed, she lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, before she raised her head to look at him, and said slowly: "The lord of Chu is not sick, he is imprisoned. ”

"Confinement?! Did it be done by that fake Chu Zijie?! ”

Shangguan Jiyue snorted, afraid that he would be impulsive, so she didn't tell him the details of Chu Aotian, and continued: "There is no worry about my life for the time being, but I am worried that this matter will never be as simple as it seems on the surface, you were assassinated in Nanchi, and then your identity was replaced, it was definitely planned by someone a long time ago." ”

"Indeed it is! I know my father's temperament best, he values love and righteousness, and loves the people like a son. Although our Liuguo is a vassal state of Nanchi, it has never participated in any military operations in Nanchi, and at most it only pays tribute every year. Moreover, the tyranny of Nanchi is unpopular with the people, and Beicang has long intended to wave his army south, and his father will not send troops to Songtaoling to oppose Beicang at this juncture, and the army and people of the country are in dire straits. ”