The two of them soon arrived at the imperial study. Eunuch Wen bowed respectfully outside the door: "Your Majesty, the Eleventh Master has brought you here."
"Let him in." A majestic voice came from inside.
Eunuch Wen turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation to Zu An.
Zu An nodded and smiled, but his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the emperor was back? Then the leader's sister would be in danger.
After entering the door, Zu An breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the huge mirror on the dragon chair. Fortunately, it was just a ray of spiritual thought.
But why does it look so weird, like a portrait of a deceased person, so the emperor is not afraid of the bad luck.
There was another person in the room. Cheng Xiong stood respectfully aside, but he secretly looked at himself with a sneer on his lips, as if he had foreseen his miserable end.
Zu An ignored him and saluted the emperor directly: "Greetings to your Majesty!"
The man in the dragon robe slowly opened his eyes in the mirror. He didn't waste any time and got straight to the point: "General Zuo Wei said that you colluded with assassins. Is this true?"
Zu An had already had a premonition, so he was not panicked: "Your Majesty, I am wronged. How could I collude with the assassins? It is completely slandered by General Cheng."
"Slander?" Cheng Xiong sneered, "Did you go to the Imperial Hospital a few days ago to look for medicine to treat the injury of the soul?"
Zu An's heart skipped a beat, as the problem indeed arose here.
He replied: "Yes, I did look for it."
Many people have seen this happen, so there is no need to deny it.
Cheng Xiong said: "How can a grand master use soul damage to deal with a small character like you? Moreover, the long-haired female assassin showed only the master's cultivation at the beginning, and it is impossible to take the initiative to expose the soul attack method. You
How is it possible that the soul is damaged? In my opinion, the medicine you are looking for to treat the soul's injury is probably for the female assassin."
Zu An almost gave a thumbs up. From beginning to end, this guy basically guessed the truth.
Of course, it is impossible to admit it: "General Cheng, you are not a grand master. How do you know what the grand master thinks? What is the difference between you and that kind of country peasant woman who presumes that the queen eats big cakes?"
"You!" Cheng Xiong was so angry that he was trembling all over. This guy's mouth was so powerful that he found that he couldn't please him every time.
The anger value from Cheng Xiong is +311+311+311...
"Presumptuous!" At this time, the emperor in the mirror opened his eyes, and a majestic gaze fell on Zu An. It was obvious that he was very unhappy when he used the metaphor of the queen.
Only then did Zu An realize that there really was a queen in this world, and she was used to telling jokes about her in her previous life.
Fortunately, the emperor did not argue with him about this. He looked at Zu An with burning eyes: "When you came to the imperial study that night, it seemed that your soul was not damaged."
Cheng Xiong on the side grinned almost to his ears. The emperor said this, the dust has settled this time, let’s see how you die.
Zu An's heart sank, and he hurriedly explained: "I was not aware of the injury at the time. It was only after I left the imperial study that the injury to the soul in my body broke out."
The emperor frowned, the Grand Master did have such a method.
At this time, Cheng Xiong sneered and said: "It is meaningless for Sir Eleven to tell such a lie. How cultivated is the emperor? He can tell whether your soul has been injured at a glance."
After saying this, he bowed to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, please make the decision!"
The emperor nodded and looked sharply at Zu An. Two golden lights shrouded Zu An as if they were real, giving him no chance to refute.
"Do you think you're still alive now?" Cheng Xiong felt extremely comfortable. This guy was too difficult to deal with. He had targeted him over and over again, but all failed. Fortunately, there was an invincible emperor, and no one could deceive him.
Zu An looked strange at this time. What a coincidence, he had just used a key to cause damage to the soul, and also used Wuyun Secret Zhi to warm the soul. Then he turned around and checked this. There is a kind of open-book test.
It feels like.
The emperor observed for a while, and then said calmly: "Yes, the soul is indeed damaged, and it also has the aura of being healed by the Five Yun Secret Zhizhi."
"What!" Cheng Xiong's smile suddenly froze on his face.
How can this be!
He hurriedly said: "There must be something wrong here..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the emperor: "Are you questioning my judgment?"
Cheng Xiong's face was covered in cold sweat: "I don't dare! But when there was an assassination riot before, the palace guards found out that two gold medal embroidered messengers had gone out, but I checked and found that except for the eleven people in the palace at that time,
There can be no other Gold Medal Embroidered Clothes Messenger, so he must have used the Embroidered Clothes Messenger's uniform to secretly send the assassin out, and now we can find out by checking the status of his uniform."
"Oh?" The emperor's eyes looked at Zu An again.
Zu An's head jumped. Although he had just used the key to create a uniform out of thin air, after so long, that uniform had long since disappeared.
You must know that the effect of bragging is only temporary and will disappear after a period of time. Otherwise, if you just brag that you are the best in the world and your soul is extremely tough, you will be able to withstand the backlash of your soul afterwards.
At this moment, a feminine voice came: "No need to check anymore. I just checked it myself. All of Eleven's uniforms are in good condition, and there are no traces of being worn." Zhu Xie walked in with a long and narrow heart.
He stared at Cheng Xiong with a flash of light in his eyes.
Cheng Xiong was anxious: "Your Majesty, they are protecting each other among themselves..."
Zhu Xie's face darkened: "General Cheng, please be more careful with what you say. Over the years, have I ever protected my subordinates? On the contrary, some people like to frame others for blame."
"Okay, let's not discuss this matter any more. Don't criticize each other in private, and focus on investigating your own cases. Zhu Xie will stay here with all his heart, and the others can go out." The emperor said coldly, and then closed his eyes. Obviously, there was no
Interested in talking again.
"Yes!" Cheng Xiong didn't dare to say anything more and hurriedly bowed and left.
Zu An gave Zhu Xie a heartfelt look to express his gratitude, and then followed him out. Neither of them dared to say anything near the imperial study room. They walked to the outside and then he said: "General Cheng, why do you keep asking me so many times?"
You want to target me, don’t you know where I offended you?”
Cheng Xiong said calmly: "Master Eleven, where do you start with these words? I never talk about personal grudges when doing things, and everything is handled impartially."
Zu An had to admire this guy's shamelessness. Of course he didn't stay to reason with him. Naturally, he wanted to reap a wave of anger points: "I really appreciate the way the general hates me but can do nothing about it, hahaha."
After saying that, he walked away directly.
Cheng Xiong was left standing there with his face distorted and smoke rising from his head.
The anger value from Cheng Xiong is +999+999+999...
At this time, Cheng Xiong's trusted guard quietly came over and said, "General, why do we have to go after this guy? After all, he is the gold medal embroidered messenger, and he is not that easy to offend."
It was difficult to get just a gold medal messenger, not to mention that there was Zhu Xie Chixin behind him. They felt that Cheng Xiong's decision this time was really wrong.
Cheng Xiong snorted: "You know what the heck, the emperor has always wanted to deal with King Qi's lineage, and the assassination this time is the best reason. It is clear that he intends to knock me down first. I can only attack first and find someone."
A scapegoat is the best solution."
In fact, it doesn't matter whether the truth about the assassin is found out or not. What's important is that you have to find someone to stand up for you.
It seems that Gold Medal Eleven is the most suitable. His identity is substantial, but his foundation is not too strong. What's more, this guy's relationship with the assassins is unclear, so he is simply a natural scapegoat.
Let's say that Zu An was about to go back from the royal study to renew his relationship with the leader's sister, and at the same time he was thinking about dealing with Cheng Xiong. Who knew that a little maid suddenly came next to him: "Master Eleven, my master has invited me."
"Who is your master?" Zu An was a little curious. Who else did he know in this harem?
The maid didn't answer: "Master Eleven will know when he gets there."
This chapter has been completed!