The person standing in front of Zitong at this moment is a brother with deep brotherly affection, a like-minded brother, but he is also a mother-killing enemy, such a tragedy may only happen to the emperor's family. In other words, if he is an ordinary person, the revenge of killing his mother is naturally indispensable, but in Zitong's heart, the queen mother in his memory has long become distant and strange, but the brother next to him is a living person of flesh and blood, so he does not bring too many emotional factors to look at this matter, if the mother really killed his brother's mother, isn't it natural to return one life to another?

"If you don't want to be in the company of people like me, you can go, I won't blame you." Seeing that the purple pupil had not spoken for a long time, the carefree prince said with a sad expression.

Purple pupils looked at his brother's face, he was no longer what he was back then, only those eyes still revealed a sincere gaze, that was the gaze of his loved ones, he suddenly understood that worry-free came out alone, unaccompanied and homeless.

Purple Pupil bent down and picked up the yellow sword, and slowly walked to Prince Sanssouci, the sword was no more than a few feet away from him, but Prince Sanssouci stood indifferently, of course he didn't know that he had killed Zitong's mother, but Zitong had a strong intuition, even if Brother Wang knew everything, he would definitely not dodge. He put the sword back into the scabbard at Prince Sanssouci's waist, patted him on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

"Do you want to drink?" Prince Sanssouci stopped him.

"I know there's a place that's still open." Purple Hitomi stopped, turned to look at his brother, and saw a shallow smile on Prince Sanssouc's face.

Wei Wuya was dragged all the way to the empty street by the county lord of Wuji, and the county lord of Wuji suddenly shook off Wei Wuya's hand, staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

"If you already knew about it, why didn't you tell me!"

"If I tell you that I will believe it?"

Wei Wuya said as a matter of course, saying so calmly, but when the county lord Wuji saw her like this, her heart became more and more sour, she trembled violently, and said sadly: "I will always believe what you say." "I didn't look back.

Wei Wuya suddenly felt that a string in his heart had broken, and it was beating violently, and his gaze became more gentle than he had ever been. Even though he can deny it in every possible way and never mention it, but at this moment he clearly knows that he has fallen in love with the girl in front of him inextricably, and the girl who will not turn back and leave, may never pay attention to him again.

He groaned in amazement, his eyes were wide again, and he was not in the darkness again, he wanted to continue his plan. He became more and more determined, as he gradually understood that planning might have become the only meaning of his life. When he set off, Renzun explained that he wanted to retrieve the Kaihuang sword and welcome back the prince, the sword was in front and the person was behind, he understood the meaning of Renzun very well.

Retrieving the Kaihuang Sword and welcoming back the crown prince, Prince Wuji washed away his grievances, and the dignity of the imperial capital was maintained, which seemed to be the best result that could be expected, but the premise was that the prince conspired with Wei Wuya and blamed the demons for all the faults. And just to find the prince but lose the holy relics, even if the two conspired, it was empty words, and besides, the people respected the words first, and if they didn't succeed, they became benevolent, and they sacrificed the prince to preserve the royal power, and he was unlikely to be spared. In the last case, only the Kaihuang Sword was recovered and the crown prince could not be found, or the prince's body was recovered, so that all the inferences of Wei Wuya's court that day could be left to be written. And this was probably the result that Wei Wuya wanted most at the beginning.

It's just that now everything has variables, one is the county lord of Wuji, and the other is the purple-eyed young man who doesn't know his fate. Wei Wuya was keenly aware that this young man might have an extraordinary background, he was never willing to do risky things, even if it was the slightest risk, he needed to eliminate it first, so a person like him might not be suitable for romance, because love is often the most risky thing. At the moment, Wei Wuya's most important thing was to ensure the comfort of the Kaihuang Sword, and he didn't find out that the Kaihuang Sword was on the Sanssouci Prince.

In an inconspicuous wine shop on the street, two teenagers are drinking each other, and the stall owner is an elderly white-haired old woman, although she is thin but her hands and feet are still sharp, but her back is slightly hunched, so only the lower level of the wine rack in the store is placed with wine.

The two drank silently for a while, and Prince Sanssouci finally couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you ask me what's going on?" ”

"I'll listen to what you want." Purple Hitomi's hand holding the wine glass stopped in mid-air.

The two looked at each other and smiled. After worry-free talking, the dusty old things in the palace were spit out with the strength of wine, purple pupils listened silently, and the memories in his mind also coincided little by little, he always felt that since the dusty memory was opened that day, he seemed to have entered another person's body, and there was no real feeling, until the prince of worry-free told the story, he suddenly had a sense of reality.

The lord of Wuji returned to his residence, thinking that the family and love he had seen one day were in vain, he felt sad and cold, and he packed his luggage and was about to leave the sad place of Zhongdu.