"You're too embarrassed to ask."

Zhuang Wanqin remembered the secret room in Kang Rui's Mansion that was only missing a skeletal grass, and he was not moved by the treasure that even Xu Ruqing could take a look at, but there were few people in this world.

Wang Fan really felt inexplicable, when did he provoke Zhuang Wanqin and slander his reputation like this?

But then again, if she fell, wouldn't Zhuang Wanqin have no resistance.

In this way, if she wants to control the government again, there will be no great resistance.

She has never forgotten what the emperor told her in her ear that day. No matter how much she has a city in her heart, the emperor must repay her kindness.

The first emperor gave her brocade clothes and food, and gave her high power, how could she do something sorry for the first emperor?

It's just that the emperor's dying advice made her very puzzled. But even so, it is necessary to show a respectful appearance and know it well.

The emperor's order does not need to know why.

"Since the prince insists on thinking that the lower officials are lying, but I don't know what the truth should be in the opinion of the prince?"

Wang Fan didn't have much patience with Zhuang Wanqin, his daughter was still waiting for him, today was the best time to take medication, and he didn't have that time to waste too much time with Zhuang Wanqin.

"The truth?" Zhuang Wanqin saw that Wang Fan no longer cared about it, and directly took her unwelcome tone to the extreme, so she didn't care about it anymore.

Anyway, apart from being Wang Fan and her subordinates, there is nothing to taboo around.

"First," Zhuang Wanqin found a tree to lean on, intending to poke out all the recent events. "You broke into the Prime Minister's Mansion at night and stole the Prime Minister's rare treasures."

"Of course, this so-called rare treasure is this bone-forming grass."

Zhuang Wanqin flashed the bone-forming grass in his hand a few times in front of the two of them.

And Wang Fan's face was just a contemptuous expression.

To say that she went to steal the bone grass is too much to think about. What's more, if it was really the bone-forming grass that went to the prime minister's house to steal, would she still need to steal it?

Let's ask who in Kyoto doesn't give her some face, if Prime Minister Kang Rui still wants to mix in Kyoto, he can't be indifferent to her request.

The officials of all sizes in the capital dared to argue with the empress, but there was no one in front of her who was not timid and submissive.

This bone grass, even if it is Kang Rui's, it must have been sent by him personally.

What's more, this is not the one in the Prime Minister's Mansion?

"Isn't the prince not in the capital for too long, and he doesn't know much about the things in the capital?"

Don't say that Wang Fan, who has been watching the play all day, even the secret guards guarding in the shadows are also anxious and confused.

Originally, after the theft of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wang Fan had this more bone-forming grass, and the time was too suspicious, and they were even sure that Wang Fan did it.

But now that I think about it, there is no need for Wang Fan to steal at all.

The master has traveled all over the world for a long time, and it is understandable that he does not know. But as secret guards, they have been staying in the capital all the time, and the stakes are all too familiar.

Looking at Zhuang Wanqin's stubborn expression, he couldn't wait to step forward and explain things clearly.

It's just that Zhuang Wanqin didn't wait for him to make any moves at all, and then said the next sentence, directly freezing him in place.

"Second, did you kill the ghost?"

Wang Fan obviously didn't expect Zhuang Wanqin to ask this question, and after being stunned for a moment, he lowered his head and thought for a while, and replied, "The ghost you said is the notorious thief?" ”

Wang Fan seemed to think of something, and continued: "He was killed by me, and he dared to snatch something from me, killing him was cheap." ”

Wang Dan, who had a really compassionate expression, was even more hypocritical.

Murder is like hemp, cruel methods, and a compassionate expression. Wang Fan, your ability to pretend to be a good person is getting bigger and bigger.

Zhuang Wanqin's hands were clenched into fists, and blood flowed down his fingers, dripping to the ground along the tips of the bone-forming grass blades.

Her eyes were closed, and she was afraid that when she opened her eyes, she would lose control when she saw Wang Fan's face. The face that didn't matter, it seemed to just pinch an ant.

Ghosts, that's what I think is a treasure.

These few people around him, but the murderer is standing in front of him, and he can't do anything.

She regretted it so much, why did she choose to understand Jia Guitian in the first place?

In this way, she herself is playing well, but what about the people around him? One by one, in order to protect her, they had to walk on the tip of the knife.

Her identity, the things she had done, didn't allow her to step back.

If you retreat, you will be in the abyss!

Thinking of this, Zhuang Wanqin was relieved, and a confident smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

It was a kind of self-confidence that stood out from the crowd, which made the secret guard who was guarding the dark place a little trance for a while.

How long has it been since you saw such a master?

On the battlefield that day, the master took the common people in the world as his own responsibility, and took invincibility as his prestige, and there were many people who fled when he heard the wind, and the enemy trampled on each other in a panic and the dead piled up.

However, since the queen returned, the master is no longer the master.

Even if the master himself says that what she wants is a life of wandering the world, but is that true? As a secret guard who has been following his master, he can always notice that his master will inexplicably empty his eyes and look into the distance.

If you really like it, how can you not find your way? If you really like it, how can you watch your short sword lose your mind?

The heart of the master, the authorities are fascinated.

Now, looking at the master's eyes that bloomed again, the secret guard knew that the master had figured it out.

She shouldn't be ordinary!

Wang Fan looked at Zhuang Wanqin's eyes, and the ridicule in his heart was even worse.

Why, do you still want to die? If Zhuang Wanqin, who was still the regent a year ago and was still fighting on the battlefield, maybe she would have been a little guarded.

But now, he is just an idle prince with no power in his hands. Let's ask, what can such a person do to fight with himself?

Don't think about her former power and fame.

But all those who are loyal to Zhuang Wanqin die within half a year, and those who go home go home, and now those who are standing in the court are either Wang Fan's people, or those who still have use value and are not loyal to Zhuang Wanqin.

Of course, at least on the face.

As for the inside, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, who knows.

After calming down her mood, Zhuang Wanqin glanced at the people brought by Wang Fan for a week. Janissary army, each small phalanx had its own leader. These will be their enemies in the future.

Among those people, there are unfamiliar faces, and there are also people who were once familiar. They are wise to protect themselves, she doesn't blame them, but they chose Wang Fan themselves, and they are destined to never get her forgiveness again!

They are all people who are on the verge of life and death, and once they betrayed, they will inevitably not come back a second time.

However, there is only one life.

"Then, if the princess has nothing else to do, this king will take the first step. After all, there are still people waiting at home. ”

The man must have been in a hurry for so long.

Anyway, it seems that he should send a letter back first.