My doctor concubine has a big temper

Chapter 797

"Father, son, son, no, I don't quite understand what father means." Murong Wen stammered, with a look of panic on his face.

Murong Hongxu slowly raised the corners of his lips, and directly slammed the letter in his hand out, hitting Murong Wen's face directly.

Where Murong Wen dared to hide, he could only bear it abruptly.

Although it didn't hurt to be hit on the face by the letter, the humiliation seemed to be a hard slap on his face.

Why should he bear such humiliation?
However, under such circumstances, he couldn't ask any questions in his mind, he could only pick up the letter on the ground and read it quickly.

After reading it, his face turned pale, and Murong Wen exclaimed: "Father, this matter is not true, someone must be framing my son."

"Do you think I can't even recognize the handwriting of my own prince?" Murong Hongxu asked coldly with a sullen face.

Murong Wen's voice froze, the letter was indeed in Murong Ji's handwriting.

His handwriting is arrogant and uninhibited, showing wanton and wild arrogance everywhere, which is simply not something that ordinary people can imitate.

If you are a master of calligraphy, maybe you can imitate its shape, and it's okay to fool others.

However, Murong Hongxu can't be fooled by such handwriting with its shape but its spirit.

At first glance, this letter was written by Murong Ji himself.

It's just... how could Murong Ji write such a letter?
Didn't the Blood Shadow Twelve Demons succeed a long time ago?

This is how the same thing?

Murong Wen didn't have any clues in his mind, so he could only let go of those doubts. His main problem was to fool the matter in front of him.

Now, if he makes a slight mistake in dealing with it, his situation in the future... But it will be quite bad.

Murong Wen shook his head and said, "Royal father, I really don't know what the twelve blood shadows are, and I don't understand what His Highness the Crown Prince said in his letter."

"I always thought that this matter was probably done deliberately by someone with a heart to frame my minister." Murong Wen vehemently denied it.

"His Royal Highness, the letters written by His Highness the Crown Prince are all here, and you still don't admit it?" Murong Xun shook his head helplessly and said, "You really don't cry when you see the coffin."

"I'm just wondering why such a letter is in Liang Jinghou's hands? This matter is a bit interesting." Murong Wen was still smart, reacting very quickly, and led the matter to Liang Jinghou.

"This king went to Shuiyun Palace to find the whereabouts of His Royal Highness according to the order of his father. His Highness disappeared before this king went to Shuiyun Palace. What is the time difference? I wonder if Liang Jinghou is Can you give me an explanation?" Murong Wen slowed down his speech as much as possible.

In this way, in addition to making him look more relaxed, there is another reason, that is, he has to buy more time to think.

Murong Wen was talking slowly, and countless thoughts were already running fast in his mind.

"What's more, father just sent me to Shuiyun Palace. I don't know why Liang Jinghou's people appeared in Shuiyun Palace, and they "coincidentally" saved His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Whether this is a letter written after His Highness the Crown Prince disappeared, or a letter written after this king went to Shuiyun Palace, but no one can tell."

(End of this chapter)