The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Concubine Qiao knew her daughter's thoughts, but this marriage might not be what she wanted, so Concubine Qiao was only worried about the next palace banquet.

When Murongci saw the sister opposite, there was only the man beside him in his eyes, and his longing and eager gaze came to him, and he couldn't help but feel good, with a chuckle at the corner of his lips.

"What are you laughing at?"

A deep and mellow voice rang beside him.

Without looking back, she knew that Murong Yu was asking. She lowered her voice and said, "The beauty of the good day, the emperor's youth. The prince is famous for the emperor, and these beautiful and romantic peach blossoms are coming, and the prince should be happy to accept it."

Murong Yu put down Jin Zun, smiled slightly, and did not answer.

Murong Chang saw his cold and magnificent snow face on the opposite side, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his face was amazing, and he became more and more obsessed. She picked up the white jade cup, smiled dignified and tenderly, raising a soft voice and said: "The royal king takes care of the affairs of his father, every day and every effort, and my palace admires it very much, and my palace respects the prince."

This smile is like the spring breeze blowing green everything, and it is like the first glow of the snow on the top of the snow, the stream is shining.

He raised the golden bottle, "Thank you princess."

Drinking up each, the meaning is still unfinished.

She stared at him, smiling like a flower, not afraid of the eyes and comments of others.

Concubine Xiao was so angry that she clenched her five fingers, which were painted with bright red Koodan, again. This little hoof was as cheap as her mother, and she seduced the man in full view.

Suddenly, she raised the white jade cup and said with a smile: "The palace also respects the royal king. The royal body is an important responsibility for the family and the country, and the society is stable, sharing the worries for your majesty, and your majesty respects the prince on behalf of the palace."

Murong Yu raised the golden bottle and drank it calmly.

Murong curled her lips mockingly, these women's thoughts are really funny.

The undercurrent is surging.

Suddenly, before the case went dark, she saw a person standing in front of the case, it was Princess Duanrou Murong Shi.

Murong Shi held a white jade cup, smiled lightly and brightly, "His Royal Highness, I respect you."

How could Murongci not understand her thoughts? But it was not easy to refuse, and had a drink with him.

However, the handsome face of someone next to him went dark.

Emperor Murong Cheng was in a state of inefficiency and looked sad. Concubine Xiao accompanied him back to the dormitory to rest, and everyone got up and sent it off.

Before leaving, Murong Cheng said to everyone: Eat and drink as much as you like, without formality.

The dancing sleeves whirled, the sound of silk and bamboo.

Murongci winked at Shen Zhiyan, and left the seat to withdraw from the hall.

Murong Yu saw that Shen Zhiyan followed and withdrew, his chest was stuffy, and suddenly felt that the light of Jin Zun was extremely dazzling, and the wine was bland and tasteless.

Under the corridor of the Wenhua Hall, Qiansha Palace lanterns swayed slightly in the night breeze, and the colorful light and shadow flickered with it.

"Have you found new clues in the past few days?"

Murongci was bathed in the red light and shadow, and his face was radiant, soft and moving.

Shen Zhiyan stared blankly for a while, as if seeing a charming and charming woman's face...

He didn't return to his senses until she yelled twice.

"There are no new clues, I'm worried." He was slightly embarrassed, and quickly reduced his mind.

"Fortunately, nothing happened in the past few days." Her slender eyelashes blinked gently.

"His Royal Highness, the recent suspicious cases and homicides are the most elusive cases I have encountered since the autopsy and the verdict." Shen Zhiyan's face is heavy, "Whether it is the person behind the scenes or the person who committed the crime, they are extremely clever, extremely clever, and Leave no clues. It is difficult to solve a case."

"Furthermore, the motive of the person behind the scenes is unclear, and we have no way to find out."

"But I believe that the people behind the scenes will not stop. If they commit crimes again, they will expose more. It will be easier for us to inspect and detect."

Murong Ci nodded, just hope that these things don't involve the father.

The two chatted a few more words, and Shen Zhiyan proposed to return to the hall.

There was still one foot away from the main hall, and she saw someone walking out of the Wenhua Hall, leaving in a stride.

That back...looks like a person.

Seeing her stop, Shen Zhiyan asked: "His Royal Highness, what's the matter?"

"Go to the cottage, you go in first."

Murongci dropped a sentence and left in a hurry.

He was surprised, but didn't think much about it, and entered the hall.

She walked fast, and finally caught up with the person, quietly following behind, minimizing her sense of existence.

The person in front, wearing a black gold-embroidered python robe, should be heading towards Qingyuan Hall.

What did Murong Yu go to Qingyuan Hall for?

There was a flash of lightning in her mind, and then she suddenly had a terrible thought:

Jade steals the country!

Taking this opportunity to kill the emperor father, and then control the palace with the force of the Imperial Guard, threaten all courtiers with their lives, and change the dynasty easily.

Concubine Xiao has a leg with him, no wonder she would propose a banquet.

This is a combination of inside and outside!

She can't let him kill the father!

Murong Ci's heart was dignified, and a trace of fear wandered across the limbs, forcing her to speed up.

The Qingyuan Hall is brightly lit, but quiet as death, it is the last moment of tranquility before the storm.

Murong Yu stepped into the Qingyuan Hall, waved back all the guards and palace people, walked into the main hall, and went straight to the sleeping hall.

She hurried to catch up and tiptoed into the hall, holding her breath.

Concubine Xiao Gui had already returned to the Wenhua Palace, and there was no sound in the sleeping hall, thinking that the father had already been controlled or was on the verge of life and death.

Father!

She rushed into the bedroom, where there was only a silk palace lantern painted with peony in the corner of the bedroom, dim and dark. At that day, the dragon bed was covered by yellow curtains and azure gauze, and a black shadow stood tall in the gauze tent, like a dark cloud weighing down heavily, and like a mountain heavily suppressed.

Murongci's heart touched his throat, his limbs trembled, and the chill rose from the soles of his feet.

Father emperor——

Because she happened to see Murong Yu withdrawing his hand from his father.

"What did you do to the father?"

She asked hoarsely, her voice trembling, she did not dare to come forward to look, worried that seeing the father has already...

Full of fear and panic.

Murong Yu picked up the azure veil and came out, but still stood by the couch, "Your Majesty, won't you come to see your Majesty?"

The voice was cold, like clear water and early cold.

She walked over step by step, her legs filled with heavy lead, and the fear of losing a loved one grabbed her heart and made her breathless.

Four steps away from the long couch, she stopped and saw the father lying there, his face peaceful, as if only asleep.

"You killed the father?"

Murongci's voice was dull and slow, word by word squeezed out of his teeth, with bitter hatred and icy cold.

Murong Yuyun said lightly: "So what?"

In the dim light and shadow, her bright eyes burst out with murderous intent.

The silver light flashed by suddenly, as if Yuehuapi flew by inadvertently, swiftly.

Before blinking, she raised her arms and pierced his chest, using the most awkward and simplest move to pierce him.

This is the delicate and thin dagger she hides in the vast expanse.

He was calm and unreserved.

As the dagger's sharp edge was about to pierce his chest, he stretched out his arms leisurely.

Between the lightning and flint, her throat has fallen under the control of his five fingers.

She was horrified, she couldn't see how he moved at all, she was so fast, it was terrifying.

However, the sharp edge of the dagger in her hand also pointed at his heart.

"See if your dagger is fast, or the king's hand is fast."

Murong Yu's scenery is Jiyuedao, and the low-mellow voice flows in the dark night, like a long and mellow wine that has been stored for a thousand years.

Murongci knew that he was completely fearless, and when she stabbed the dagger in, his neck would be broken.

Both lose out.

At this moment, they are only an arm's distance away, and each other's breathing can be heard.

She looked at him, his face was like cold jade, and his facial features were as cold and timeless as carved. Those dark, deep eyes were cold and cold, which could swallow people's souls and the world.

He stared at her, the person in front of him was obviously a man, but the color was like a flower of spring dawn, the skin around the neck was tender and smooth, like a jade, those bright eyes were like the clear dew on the petals in the early morning, and they seemed to illuminate people. soul.

His Royal Highness's assassination was sharp and direct, without any fear, which really surprised him.

But at this time, His Highness was not panicking or begging, which was truly rewarding.

"You better kill this palace! Otherwise, this palace will cut your head one day!" Murong Ci said fiercely.

"If you kneel down and beg this king, maybe this king will give you a chance to survive." Murong Yu's sword eyebrows flew up.

"dream!"

"You want to die, this king reluctantly sends you a ride."

"The prophecy of that song really came true. Your wolf ambition, the murder of the king and the usurpation of the throne, the stink of the country thief for thousands of years." She only hated herself and did not prevent it in time, allowing him to succeed in his conspiracy and fail.

"If you are willing to sacrifice everything for the king, and stay with the king without a name and no part, this king can keep you alive." His eyes were drenched, and the winner was full of spirits.

"Could it be that you also have the addiction to Longyang? Are you not afraid that this palace will cut off your head while you are sleeping?"

"This king is looking forward to that moment, but this king believes that you won't have that opportunity."

shame! Great shame!

However, Murongci didn't have time to think about his intentions and thoughts, her pink lips curled up in a beautiful arc, and she smiled brilliantly.

It seems that thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom on a moonlit night, as if thousands of years of snow have melted into an ice spring.

Murong Yu was puzzled by her enigmatic and bright smile, but her heart was full of excitement.

When he was confused, her hand moved suddenly and pierced her flesh and blood.

She is faster, he is faster.

Two fingers of his left hand clamped her wrist, and she suddenly felt severe pain in her wrist, and she couldn't hold the dagger.

With a cry, the dagger fell to the ground, and the silver light shook coldly.

At the same time, he grabbed her right hand and slid her throat to the back of her neck and held her in his arms, giving her no time to react.

When he reacted, Murongci felt shocked that he had been held in his arms, and his anger burned all over his body.

"Let go!"

But he also noticed that before he clasped his throat, there was no murder in his eyes.

Murong Yu buckled her hands behind her back, and her right hand buckled the back of her head, confining her.