Chapter 238 Confession

The wind blew past the temple, bringing with it a strong chill.

"Your Highness Prince Liang."

Seeing Prince Liang and Cheng Nianying coming out, the palace people could not hide their surprise.

Hadn't this person previously spoken nonsense in the Purple Palace, disrupting His Majesty's personal trial? How could she have escaped alive?

Before the palace people's surprise had subsided, Jiang Shenyuan walked out with a gloomy face.

"Commander Jiang." The palace servants also called out respectfully.

Recently, they often saw Commander Jiang coming in and out of the imperial court, so naturally they could not neglect him.

But why did he become the one with an ugly face?

"Your Highness." The person from Prince Liang's mansion who was waiting not far away came forward quickly.

"Take Commander Jiang back to the palace and don't let him run away." King Liang said without turning his head.

These words seemed to treat Jiang Shenyuan as a prisoner. How could Jiang Shenyuan's expression be any better?

He looked down at his mutilated hand.

The emperor abandoned him.

Just gave up on him like that.

Jiang Shenyuan raised his head again and watched Cheng Nianying follow Prince Liang through the palace gate.

...The situation today is all because of capturing her.

Jiang Shenyuan clenched his teeth, making a creepy little noise.

How could he regret it now? How could he regret it? If he blamed Cen Yao, he would be ridiculous.

Jiang Shenyuan squeezed his intact hand tightly and then quickly followed.

After turning a few doors, Cheng Nianying and the other person went in completely different directions.

"Commander Jiang, please follow me this way." The people from Prince Liang's Mansion stopped Jiang Shenyuan.

Where are they going?

Jiang Shenyuan frowned, but quickly returned to his cold expression.

Next, how the emperor's affairs were disrupted had nothing to do with him?

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Cheng Nianying wanted to take another look at Zhaoning, so King Liang took her there.

The age difference between Prince Liang and Zhao Ning was significant, so they weren't particularly close. Even so, seeing Zhao Ning's still-unburied body again was a shock to Prince Liang.

"She died unjustly."

When King Liang sighed, Cheng Nianying had already squatted down and carefully examined the wound on Zhao Ning's body.

In fact, Cheng Nianying had checked it before in the Buddhist temple.

Cheng Nianying murmured softly, "The murderer held the knife in his right hand and stabbed it diagonally into Princess Zhaoning's waist and abdomen. The knife cut through Princess Zhaoning's dress. The action was not smooth, and the dress was not cut cleanly. The force was light at first and then heavy. The murderer hesitated.

"After stabbing her, perhaps he was afraid that the blow wouldn't kill her? But he also lost the strength to stab her again. He hesitated to pull it out, which resulted in a mark on Princess Zhaoning's skin where the handle and blade met."

As Cheng Nianying spoke, she clenched her palms and made a knife-holding gesture.

The palace servants guarding the corpse were so angry they dared not speak, and could only hesitantly say, "Your Highness Prince Liang, you cannot allow this person to desecrate the princess's body."

Cheng Nianying turned a deaf ear and pretended to send out the invisible knife in his hand.

"The size is wrong." She said suddenly.

Prince Liang took a step forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Nianying turned her head to look at him: "This blade is too easy for me to use."

"Hmm? So what..." Before the King of Liang could finish his words, he figured it out himself, "Fu Yi is taller than you. If he were to hold the knife, the blade wouldn't be here. Wouldn't this be convenient for him?"

Cheng Nianying nodded slightly: "Yeah."

When the palace guards around heard these words, their expressions changed slightly.

This time they were not just trying to persuade her with kind words, they rushed forward and tried to pull Cheng Nianying away.

The long sword at King Liang's waist was wrapped in a scabbard. He swept it horizontally, and immediately tripped three of the four palace maids.

"Just talk if you want to. Why are you using your hands and feet? Stand aside!"

The palace maid's face turned pale and blue, and she had no choice but to signal the others to report to His Majesty.

"That is to say, the person who did it should be a woman of about your height." King Liang said seriously.

"Um."

This "Schima" is highly suspicious!

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but King Liang swallowed them back.

Zhaoning's death really sounded a wake-up call for him.

I'm afraid that once the words reach my father's ears.

The emperor will then become alert and keep him out of this matter.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze gently passing over "Xiaohe"'s face, and his heart felt even more aching.

The words "She is my own flesh and blood" that had been lingering in my throat for a long time, were never uttered...

Zhao Ning's death was strange... How could he dare to bet that his father would show favor to Xiao He because of him?

King Liang suppressed the pain in his heart, cleared his throat, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you want to see more?"

Cheng Nianying took in the small movements of the palace servants out of the corner of her eye.

"No more."

The emperor must be anxious.

"Well, let's go back." He should protect her more carefully.

As soon as they left, the emperor's men arrived.

"The person has left?"

"Let's go, father-in-law."

The eunuch serving beside the emperor sighed softly, frowned, and turned around hurriedly to reply.

After returning to the palace, the first thing Prince Liang did was to find Jiang Shenyuan.

He closed the door, and his tall figure standing there was particularly intimidating.

"King Liang wants to avenge Xiaohe?" Jiang Shenyuan quietly grasped the sword in his sleeve, but did not show any sign of retreat.

King Liang slammed his sword on the table and said, "I want to know her past in Shaoqu Tower."

Jiang Shenyuan had a strange expression on his face, but he slowly loosened his clenched hands. "When she came to Shaoqu Tower, she was still very young and could neither cry nor laugh."

"How did she get here?"

"Your Highness, this is a strange question. Since ancient times, those who have fallen into the trap of becoming assassins are naturally either orphans, or poor people who were sold by their parents and relatives for a hundred yuan."

She is not an orphan.

King Liang clenched his fist and slammed it on the table, hitting Jiang Shenyuan's little finger which was resting on the edge of the table.

Jiang Shenyuan's face turned pale, but he managed to hold back from crying out in pain.

King Liang looked at him and squeezed out a voice: "I ask you a question, and you answer it."

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It was not until dawn that King Liang left the room.

Jiang Shenyuan raised his hand and wiped the blood off his face.

Prince Liang's concern for Cheng Nianying is simply too much... Even if he has feelings for her, this affection is too strong.

What exactly is wrong?

Jiang Shenyuan vaguely grasped something, but he couldn't figure it out.

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King Liang walked out with unspeakable heartache and not long after, he ran into Cheng Nianying.

"Are you...waiting for me?"

Cheng Nianying slowly turned around under the moonlight and moved her fingertips away from her nose.

"What's wrong? What are you smelling?" King Liang couldn't help but ask.

Cheng Nianying just took a pill.

As her sense of smell and hearing became sharper again... she raised her head and said, "We found some key evidence."

At this moment, King Liang had forgotten that he was saving his enemies.

He couldn't help but said happily: "Really? Xiaohe is really amazing!"

"I want to see Fu Yi in prison tomorrow." Cheng Nianying said.

King Liang gritted his teeth, biting and biting them again, and said with determination: "Okay! Go! I'll think of a way."

Cheng Nianying tilted her head and looked at him.

"how……"

"Why does King Liang help me everywhere?"

"I...this prince...has always been willing to help others." Prince Liang's throat was choked, and he still couldn't speak the truth. "When I helped you leave the Prince's Mansion before, wasn't it also like this?"

Wait a little longer.

With worries everywhere at the moment, he couldn't figure out whether he had accumulated enough goodwill in Xiaohe's heart.

Wait a little longer... until the truth is revealed, he will finally be able to let go of the guilt that is lingering in his heart, and he will be able to frankly admit how he came to have such a daughter.

King Liang felt extremely distressed.

Cheng Nianying spoke up: "Isn't it because Prince Liang found out that I am your daughter?"

King Liang opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it.

How could she, she, she know?

King Liang had been preparing himself mentally for a while, but it collapsed in an instant.

Cheng Nianying pursed her lower lips tightly.

Regarding Fu Yi's affairs, she frequently borrowed the help of King Liang.

She always had a clear distinction between love and hate. When she wanted someone to be good, she would firmly want that person to be good. When she wanted to hate someone, she would also firmly hate that person.

She was determined to kill the person who had harmed her mother Chu Lin.

But King Liang was stuck in the middle these two days.

The boundaries are so unclear... She can no longer pretend not to know and continue to take advantage of it vaguely.

"I once thought about killing my biological father." Cheng Nianying said.