"Ahem, Master Xiao Jiang, what on earth is going on?" Ouyang Xun asked, his face covered in dust. "How did Zhang Fanqing die?"
"Zhang Fanqing died a long time ago. The person you have been sending people to protect is the murderer."
Jiang Zhuo stood up, walked over to the human skin, and kicked it. "The wound clearly shows signs of tearing. He was too hasty when he took off the skin."
So, all their military deployments and defenses were seen by the murderer like a play?
"Ah? It's really terrifying when you think about it. Lord Xiao Jiang, did you see the man's face clearly? Otherwise, how can we issue a wanted notice?"
"I didn't see it clearly." Jiang Zhuo stared at the window and shook his head. "Master Ouyang, go and find out why the clinic of that doctor named Liu Chun caught fire many years ago."
"The clinic is on fire? Why are you investigating this?"
Jiang Zhuo turned his head to look at him, and Ouyang Xun was frightened.
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away."
"Also, for the next few days, you can only enter Yang County but not leave. Order people to guard the checkpoints."
"yes."
Ouyang Xun left in a hurry.
Jiang Zhuo slowly walked to the window, leaned forward slightly, and looked carefully in the direction of the window. The window was not too high from the ground, but there were quite a few people passing by below.
He frowned, thinking to himself: Zhang Fanqing's escape would definitely cause a commotion. If he wanted to stay put, he couldn't wear clothes. Running naked would definitely cause an uproar among the crowd. But why was there no movement at all?
Could it be that he is still in this room?
Jiang Zhuo's face was solemn, and he moved as fast as the wind, quickly starting to search the entire house, not missing any corner where someone might be hiding.
He walked to the closet, took a deep breath, and flung it open. Instantly, a pungent, rancid odor assaulted his face. Beneath his familiar cloak lay a naked corpse.
The corpse's skin was an eerie bluish-white, lifeless. Its muscles were limp, as if they had lost all elasticity. Its hollow eyes stared upward, a terrifying sight.
"Isn't this the soldier who just came to tell me that Zhang Fanqing wants to see you?"
"It only took a stick of incense for him to be killed, and his body has become like this."
It even started to smell like a corpse, and was still wearing his cloak.
Jiang Zhuo's face was gloomy.
This was the first time he had seen such blatant provocation.
"Young Master..."
"Find a coroner to perform an autopsy."
Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Jiang Zhuo was fine.
Fortunately, my innocence was preserved.
"Seventh, can you be nicer to our Jiang Zhuo? I've already successfully risen from a supporting actress. Look at the official partners assigned to me. Are there any who like me? But there are some who like my skin."
"Well, you have become the emperor, but he is still a villain! He will kill the king in the end!" Point Seven suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly covered his mouth.
"Huh?!" Shen Qing was shocked, with unknown emotions flashing in his eyes.
"Oh, I didn't tell you before because Jiang Zhuo wasn't important. Who knew you would marry him later?"
In fact, it was because it had forgotten and was only concerned about the alienation of the male and female protagonists. But it didn't dare to admit it, mainly because it was afraid that Shen Qing would beat it.
"Really?"
"Why else do you think he was killed by Murong Zhi in front of the Golden Throne Hall? He was planning a rebellion! Chen Qing, let me tell you, it's not too late for you to regret it now!"
At the seventh point, seeing that Shen Qing's expression seemed a little strange, he asked, "Do you think she's a little excited? Shouldn't she be afraid and worried and avoid it?"
"I didn't expect that he is more ambitious than me. I just want to be the heroine, but he wants to be the emperor!" Shen Qing couldn't hide the admiration in his eyes, and it was hard to suppress the corners of his mouth.
"No..." Point Seven was puzzled. "Treason is a serious crime that will lead to the confiscation of property and extermination of the entire clan! Otherwise, why is he called a villain?"
"Why did he kill the king?"
"Well...ah, revenge for my mother's murder." The seventh point sighed.
To be honest, it’s no wonder that Jiang Zhuo wanted to rebel.
Song Siyao was actually killed by the emperor?
Shen Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and the teacup in his hand trembled slightly.
"Indeed, how could the emperor allow someone who constantly reminds the royal family of their guilt to live peacefully?"
What makes people even more chilled is that the emperor still claims that he treats Jiang Zhuo as his own son.
ridiculous.
Chen Qing got up and returned home. Tonight he wanted to go see Murong Zhi and talk to him about the people their Murong family had killed over the years.
As night fell, darkness as thick as ink quickly engulfed the entire world.
Chen Qing, dressed in a black nightgown, nimbly moved through the intricate streets and alleys, and arrived at the clan residence under the cover of night, where he met Murong Zhi.
He sat there blankly, his face pale as paper, bloodless, as if drained of all life and energy. His eyes were empty and lifeless, like two bottomless dry wells.
His messy hair draped over his shoulders in a disorderly manner, with a few strands clinging to his haggard face. His snow-white robe was now stained with mud and dirt, with some spots even torn, making him look disheveled.
The whole person looked extremely destitute, without any of his former elegance and dignity.
Didn't they say he vomited blood and fainted, and the Queen had already called for medical attention? Why did he look like this?
"Your Highness, I hope you are well."
Shen Qing jumped in through the window, took off her mask, and looked at him with a smile.
Murong Zhi reacted when he heard the noise. He raised his eyes and looked at her. The moment he saw her, overwhelming hatred arose from the bottom of his heart.
"Chen Qing."
"Well, you have to call me Princess respectfully." She walked to the table and sat down, touching the tabletop with disdain. "I still remember that His Highness said that Shen Qing, a mere Princess, couldn't talk back to you. Now it really comes true, things change."
Murong Zhi stared at Chen Qing intently, wishing he could kill him as soon as possible.
"I should have killed you too."
"Yes, indeed." Shen Qing nodded calmly, "I feel the same way towards you."
Murong Zhi suddenly lowered his head and smiled, and then his laughter became more and more crazy.
"Chen Qing, you won, but so what? What you want will never come back.
I tell you, as long as I'm alive, there's a chance to turn the tables! I, Murong Zhi, will never give up! "
"What if you died?" Chen Qing asked, looking into Murong Zhi's eyes with a faint smile. "If you die, you can rest in peace."
"You can't kill me! Before you make a move, my mother's secret guards will immediately expose you, and endless pursuit awaits you!"
"Oh, you mean those useless dead people out there?"
Murong Zhi's expression changed, "You..."
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