Wasn't Rong Qing protecting Chen Jing? Why was he in the hunting grounds?
Rong Xuan threw away his sword, helped Rong Qing up with red eyes, patted his face gently, and kept calling his name, hoping that he would wake up.
When Murong Zhi heard Rong Xuan's shout, he immediately went over to check. He grabbed Rong Qing's trembling right hand and took a look.
"The tendons of my hand were cut."
Rong Xuan looked at Murong Zhi with tears in his eyes: "Your Highness..."
Murong Zhi handed the best medicine in his arms to Rong Xuan: "Give him a simple treatment first, and then take him out to find a doctor."
"What about you, Your Highness?"
"Just go."
After Rong Xuan bandaged Rong Qing with trembling hands, he took him out of the hunting ground.
Murong Zhi checked the place where Rong Qing was found several times, but did not find any trace of the murderer.
Rong Qing's martial arts skills were not bad, who could have hurt him to such an extent? And who let him into the hunting grounds?
Murong Zhi's fingers trembled slightly. What about Chen Jing?
The murderer seriously injured Rong Qing but did not take his life. Why?
He has too many enemies, and he can't remember who it is for a moment...
After Shen Qing returned from the hunting ground, she hid her veil and cloak together, and then lit some incense to cover up the smell of blood on her body.
According to Murong Zhi's style, he would definitely let Rong Xuan bring Rong Qing back first, and then he would not have any guards around him...
According to the original world, Murong Yu arranged for a killer to assassinate Murong Zhi, but it was Rong Xuan who blocked the fatal sword for him, allowing him to escape death.
Fourth Prince, I am waiting for your good news.
She never thought that Murong Zhi would die at the hands of this group of killers, but he would definitely be seriously injured.
Jiang Zhuo ran into Murong Zhi again and was a little surprised that he was alone. He remembered that Murong Zhi had brought a guard with him.
"Your Highness." Jiang Zhuo held the bow and arrow in one hand and the reins in the other, a smile flickering in his eyes. "What a coincidence."
Murong Zhi looked at Jiang Zhuo coldly and asked without any context, "Is it you?"
"Yeah." Jiang Zhuo blinked. It wasn't him, after all. "You didn't expect that, did you?"
What a coincidence, we meet again.
Murong Zhi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his hand holding the bow and arrow quietly clenched.
"Why?"
This question left Jiang Zhuo a little confused. It was just a coincidence, could it be that he ran into him on purpose?
It's not like I'm sick.
"It's just a coincidence." Jiang Zhuo spread his hands. "The hunting ground is so small, it's not unusual to run into each other by chance."
"What I'm asking is why you want to kill Rong Qing."
Jiang Zhuo's smile faded, and he turned to look at Changfeng.
"The guard who was following Shen Jing just now."
Jiang Zhuo nodded in understanding, then looked at Murong Zhi: "Your Highness, you are the Crown Prince. You can't slander me just because you don't agree with me, right?"
"Not you?"
"I'm only after the first armor, who has the time to go out and kill your guards?"
Murong Zhi locked his gaze on Jiang Zhuo, his eyes filled with scrutiny and inquiry. Jiang Zhuo looked innocent at the moment, his expression and posture showing no sign of pretense.
But he knew very well that Jiang Zhuo was a very cunning person and was always good at disguising himself. He could often make the fake look real, making it difficult for people to distinguish the truth from the fake.
Moreover, this place is very close to where Rong Qing had the accident. Such a coincidence is really hard not to think about.
All these factors combined together made Murong Zhi have to be suspicious. Even if Jiang Zhuo did not seem to be pretending, he could not easily rule out his suspicion.
"Don't let me find out that you did it, otherwise I won't let you go."
"Your Highness, even your harsh words can't scare me." Jiang Zhuo scratched his ears and chuckled at Murong Zhi, "If you walk too much at night, you'll always run into ghosts."
Afterwards, Murong Zhi turned his horse around and left. Jiang Zhuo looked at Murong Zhi thoughtfully.
"Sir, I've seen Rong Qing, Murong Zhi's right-hand man. Destroying him is like destroying Murong Zhi's fine sword!" Chang Feng came to Jiang Zhuo and said, "I don't know who is so powerful."
Murong Zhi was riding a horse and hunting when suddenly, without any warning, an arrow shot from behind him.
Murong Zhi reacted quickly, suddenly turned sideways and got off the horse, landing steadily on the ground.
The cold arrow shone with a cold light and hit the tree trunk steadily, penetrating seven-tenths of the wood.
Afterwards, a group of men in black appeared out of nowhere as if from the underworld. They were dressed in black tights, with black cloth covering their faces, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.
These men in black moved quickly and silently emerged from the surrounding woods, surrounding Murong Zhi in the blink of an eye.
Their positions were staggered, forming a tight encirclement. Everyone held a shining sword in their hands, which flashed a chilling cold light under the mottled light and shadow.
"The sound of the wind." Murong Zhi recognized the tokens on their waists at a glance. "Who sent you here?"
The killers would not communicate much with their targets. Their eyes flashed and they raised their swords to stab Murong Zhi.
Murong Zhi dodged to the side and thrust his sword forward, piercing the chest of a man in black. He jerked his sword free, and blood splattered, staining the corners of his clothes red.
There was no fear on his face, and the sword in his hand danced like a snake, with each swing accurately aimed at the vital points of the man in black.
A man in black attacked from the side, but Murong Zhi seemed to have anticipated it. He kicked the man to the ground with a roundhouse kick, and then followed up with a sword strike, ending his life.
But the men in black kept coming, Murong Zhi's strength was gradually depleted, and many minor wounds appeared on his body.
Murong Zhi adjusted his breathing. Blood from the tip of the sword dripped onto the ground and seeped into the soil, leaving only a strong smell of blood.
The assassins regrouped and launched another ferocious attack. Murong Zhi gritted his teeth, gripped the hilt of his sword, and blocked the incoming blade with all his might. Metal clashed, sparks flew, and the harsh sound of friction echoed in the air.
However, the crisis was not over. Just when he was concentrating on dealing with the enemy in front of him, he suddenly realized that someone was stabbing him in the back silently.
Murong Zhi was startled and immediately dodged to the side, while at the same time kicking the person in front of him out hard.
The man flew out like a kite with a broken string, knocking down several of his companions. But before Murong Zhi could catch his breath, an arrow suddenly struck him from the depths of the forest, carrying a tremendous force. The arrow was so fast that Murong Zhi's pupils shrank slightly. He tried to dodge, but it was too late.
At this critical moment, a figure rushed over quickly and stood in front of him without hesitation.
With a "puff" sound, the arrow pierced deeply into the person's body. She groaned and her clothes were instantly stained red with blood.
Murong Zhi immediately reached out to support her body.
How could it be her?!
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