Chapter 789

Although Murong Jie was bound and covered with blood, he didn't look embarrassed at all. Even his face with blood stains was more and more dignified.

"Boy, who sent you here?" Murong Jie asked.

The seventh Prince laughed, "Uncle Huang, can't I come by myself?"

"You?" Murong Jie sneered, "you have this ability." The seventh Prince's dagger fell obliquely on his face, and the cold touch made Murong Jie's eyes even colder. "Uncle Huang, my nephew has no choice. You know, my mother's wife died, and it's not easy to think that she relied on the empress dowager, but unexpectedly, my grandfather abandoned her when he went back to the palace, so he could only turn to Uncle Huang for help

He asked for help, but the dagger began to print in slowly, and the smile on his face became more naive. If he hadn't looked carefully, he would never have found the cold poison in his eyes.

Murong Jie's heart is startled, although know that the son raised by Yi Guifei is not simple, but did not expect to be such a cold cruel goods.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Murong Jie asked, fearless neck has begun to exude blood beads.

Arm, there are several scars he carved.

He heard Murong Jie say so, then raised the dagger, some naively asked: "if I said, will uncle Huang promise to help me?"

"It depends on what you say."

Murong Jie from his eyes to see the bloodthirsty two words, he actually does not need to do it on his own, but, he saw the blood fundus has inexplicable excitement.

Murong Jie said in his heart: this son can't stay.

The seventh prince said, "I said, I want to be the prince. I know my father and uncle don't like me, but now you are in my hands. If you want to live, you can only listen to me."

"Well? Do you think that if I'm trapped here, I can help you win the crown prince Murong Jie stares at him and sees that he is still the innocent appearance.

"Not now, but we can go to the south." The seventh prince said.

Murong Jie chuckled, "you know a lot."

"Yes, I know everything I should know." He also side head, red lips white teeth smile, "the south is not climate now, but in two years, in two years will be able to compete with the emperor."

"Boy," Murong Jie chuckled, "if this king goes to the south, do you think he will be manipulated by you?"

"Of course!" The seventh prince said seriously: "you took the poison. Only I have the antidote."

Murong Jie was stunned. He was so lucky that he found that the meridians were blocked.

His eye ground a cold, "you unexpectedly know how to use poison?" "You have to know something about self-defense." The seventh Prince sighed softly, "Uncle Huang, do you really think that I can't use his people when my mother and concubine are dead? You know the identity of my mother's concubine. I have half of my blood. Those people are looking forward to my becoming the crown prince and the emperor of Dazhou. "

I see.

Murong Jie immediately understood that imperial concubine Yi had cultivated many people in the palace. Although she is dead now, the seventh Prince is still alive, so those people take him as their master.

He just wondered why an eight year old child could bind him here. It turned out that someone was helping him.

"I knew uncle Huang would promise to accompany me to the south."

Murong Jie cold smile, "the king has not agreed."

The seventh Prince shook his head gently, "no, uncle Huang will agree. Don't uncle Huang know? Your princess is now in the hands of the eighth emperor's uncle. They are going to the South now. How much does the eighth emperor's uncle hate the princess? Does the eighth emperor's uncle not know? "

"What did you say?" Murong Jie a shock, eyes evil ground stares at seven princes.

As if frightened, the seventh Prince stepped back, stroked his chest and gasped, "Uncle Huang, don't scare me. I didn't do it. Uncle Ba took the princess away. He wants to return to the South and regain the power of the south. If the princess is in his hands, the old prince of East Guangdong will have to listen to him."

Murong Jie guesses the truth of his words. Zi an has the ability to protect himself, and has scar on his body. According to reason, Lao Ba can't harm her.

"Uncle Huang doesn't believe it?" The seventh Prince looked disappointed. "I didn't expect that uncle Huang didn't believe his nephew, but my people saw it with their own eyes. Shangqiu, who was next to Uncle eight, told the princess that uncle Huang had an accident, so the princess obediently followed him."

Murong Jie thought to himself that if Zi an was really taken away by Lao Ba as he said, Lao Zu Zong would take people to chase him if he came back. Lao Ba couldn't escape.

"Uncle Huang, it's not a way to go back to the south. There are seven or eight ways. Which way will uncle Ba choose to go back? Or is there a way that you and I don't know? "

The seventh prince seemed to have seen through what he thought in his heart and reminded him lightly.

"What's more, my father is eager for the death of the princess. You say that the people sent out by the ancestral clan may save the princess, but what about the people sent out by my father?"

Murong Jie is cold all over, this kid sees to pour is thorough, also grasped his weakness.After thinking about it, he said, "OK, I will accompany you to the south."

The seventh Prince immediately laughed, a small face, such as a blooming flower, unspeakably delicate and beautiful, "I knew uncle Huang would promise me."

Murong Jie looked at his innocent face and felt disgusted.

At a young age, so vicious, can you grow up in the future?

In the palace.

All pervasive fear, bit by bit into the emperor's heart, this kind of fear, seems to be unable to suppress, he seems to be able to see his life and then slowly loss.

The Empress Dowager is back, but he has nothing to threaten her. She seems to have promised to save herself, but she wants to instruct Xia Zian to save her. As a result, Xia Zian is missing at this time.

He felt that everything was controlled by a big hand behind his back, pinching the life of the king of the world to death. He was overwhelmed by fear.

"Bag..."

He was so upset that he wanted to call someone over. After half a cry, he suddenly remembered that Diao Nu had betrayed him and died.

If not for him, how could Murong Jie escape?

Murong Jie is still in his hands, he has more or less chips to confront his ancestors.

"The emperor!" Father Lu came in with a small step. He was not healed. However, after the Empress Dowager prescribed the medicine, he was much better.

The emperor looked at him, eyes color gradually sink down, the hall is quiet, his breathing, more uneven.

"Diao Nu, where is the body?"

Lu Gonggong was afraid, "back to the emperor, has It's been thrown to the mass grave. "

In fact, he ordered people to bury them secretly. Did the emperor know?

There was a whistling sound in the emperor's chest, and it seemed that there was blood surging up. He was familiar with this feeling, and he had to vomit blood again. There were still those tiny insects in the blood.

Sun fang'er, you have done me a lot of harm!

"Your wound, all right?" Asked the emperor, staring at him.

"Back to the emperor, the Empress Dowager gave me a prescription and two pills. Now it's much better." Mr. Lu replied.

The emperor was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand slightly and hung down heavily and powerlessly. "She prescribed medicine for you, but she didn't give me any treatment." Ancestor, how cruel you are!

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