In the imperial study room, Mu Huaiyuan looked at many princes and nodded with satisfaction. The prince whom Mu Huaiyuan looked at was the most outstanding person in terms of appearance, qualifications, strength or background. If nothing unexpected happens, the prince will be born among these nine princes.

The princes sitting there also looked at their eyes and noses. Mu Huaiyuan didn't ask questions and they didn't respond. Among the nine sons, they also had different levels. Mu Huaiyuan liked the seventh and the seventh and the seventh and the other ones he admired the third and the third and the eighth and the eighth and the most favored was Mu Yanhua, and the fourteenth and the fourteenth and the other ones he loved the most. No one dared to start first without saying anything.

"I'm calling you here this time to--!"

"Report, Your Majesty, Your Highness Seventeen was assassinated and unfortunately died." A little eunuch knelt on the ground and said tremblingly. Hearing that the people present looked all over the faces. This was the first time since the founding of the royal family.

The seventeenth prince Mu Yanshi is the son of Zhao Hede and the nephew of Zhao Yun. He is twelve years old this year. If it weren't for the fact that he was too different from the previous princes and Mu Yan'en was pressing in front of him, he would have had him. This emperor candidate would have been one of the children who were loved by Mu Huaiyuan in addition to the nine sons and thirteen daughters. At this time, Mu Yanshi was assassinated, and Mu Huaiyuan's mood could be imagined.

At this moment, a beautiful woman came to the ground crying and knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, you must make the decision for Shi'er!" This woman was Mu Yanshi's mother, Mu Huaiyuan's favorite concubine Zhao Hede. Among the many concubines in Mu Huaiyuan's harem, no one was left with the Zhao sisters. If you really want to talk about this appearance, Zhao Hede was still vaguely above Zhao Feiyan.

Mu Huaiyuan walked up and said, "I will find out the truth about this matter, please go down and wait." After hearing this, Zhao Hede touched tears and looked at Mu Huaiyuan and got up and left, but he still sobbed gently when he left. The assassination of her son hit her as if it were as if the sky had fallen.

Looking at Zhao Hede who was leaving, Mu Huaiyuan suppressed his anger and said, "The General Duan Tiande of Jinwu Guard neglected his duties, causing the assassin to sneak into the city, immediately imprisoned this guy in the Heavenly Prison, dismissed him from his post and investigated him! He quickly recruited Su Daji and Zong Sihai to see me." Hearing this, the eunuchs left quickly, while Jinxian suddenly came out and stood beside Mu Huaiyuan.

The eight princes here were either expressionless or sad, and Mu Huaiyuan also took this to remember the expressions of each prince in his heart.

The seventeenth prince was assassinated and died, which is not a trivial matter. This is the backup tire prepared by the Zhao family to prevent Mu Yanen from failing to fight for the throne. It was gone at this time. It is conceivable what is going on in the Lehou Mansion now. The so-called eggs are all put in two baskets. Originally, Zhao Yun had a good plan, with two sons following Mu Yanen and the other following Mu Yanshi.

Even if he failed to fight for the throne in the end, he could still leave a seed. Now, he must bet on someone. This is related to the survival of the family. Zhao Yun was not much better than Mu Huaiyuan at this time.

On Liuhua Street, Zhao Yun personally led the private soldiers in the mansion to block the crime scene. On the street, except for the personal soldiers who were wary of patrolling and the controlled people, there was only that sedan chair. At this time, the blood on the ground had solidified, and a sharp arrow was exposed half outside. It can be seen that it was a killing arrow.

Zhao Yun looked at the sedan chair with a cold face, holding it tightly. Zhao Mo, who also looked extremely ugly, accompanied him: "My father, what should I do now?" Zhao Yun said in a deep voice: "When your Majesty sends someone over, block the scene now, pay attention to observe and see if there are any suspicious characters."

In the imperial study, Su Daji frowned, Zong Sihai was sweating all over his head, and the seventeenth prince was assassinated in the capital. This is a big deal! Mu Huaiyuan looked at Su Daji and said, "My beloved concubine, I will give you seven days to understand the whole story within seven days."

Hearing this, Su Daji bowed slightly and said, "I will take the order." Mu Huaiyuan closed his eyes and said, "Let me go to the scene and see. Recruit all the princes and princesses into the palace. Without my imperial order, the Empress Dowager must also strengthen the guards. If something happens again, you can lead your neck."

When he heard this, Zong Sihai nodded and said yes, but in fact he cursed in his heart, and did not target your woman and target me. What does this mean? However, he is a family and Daji is also a beauty that is stunning in the country. He is really incomparable to Daji.

"Let's go." Mu Huaiyuan left first, and soon, there were only eight princes left here.

"Third brother, we..." Mu Yan'en's eyes were red. His relationship with Mu Yanshi was the best. It was not that brothers were better than brothers. Moreover, now Mu Yanshi was assassinated, which was equivalent to cutting him off.

Mu Yanqing shook his head and said, "After the orders of my father, I will wait for the final result here. The 14th brother would better go and see Concubine Yi."

"Yes..." Mu Yanen opened his mouth and turned around and left. After Mu Yanqing looked at Mu Yanen's departure, he looked at his younger brothers around him and said, "Brothers, everyone must pay attention to their own safety these days. Now wait for the investigation results."

At this time, Liuhua Street.

"The emperor is here!" Jinxian's cold voice echoed in all directions. When everyone heard this, they knelt down and said, "Long live my emperor!" Mu Huaiyuan looked at the ministers and said, "Don't be polite." After that, Mu Huaiyuan stared at the sedan chair. With his skills, he could naturally feel that the people in the sedan chair were dead.

Mu Huaiyuan came forward in person, pulled open the curtain, and then his face turned cold. The people who were following him also changed their faces. He saw a sharp arrow inserted into Mu Yanshi's ribs. Mu Yanshi's exposed skin had turned purple-black, and the arrow was highly poisonous. What surprised Mu Huaiyuan even more was that this arrow was shot into Mu Yanshi's body with brute force!

If the qi is wrapped on the arrow, there will inevitably be some breath left on the arrow. At that time, the hunting dogs trained by the dark tribe can be used to search for the prisoners. At this time, there is no breath of assassination on the arrow. However, a clue can also be obtained. The perpetrator is either born with divine power or a master of horizontal training.

The magical skill that Mu Yanshi practiced was "The Eight Turtles and Eight Elephants Body Protection" that few people practiced. This body of fat is almost comparable to that of gold and stone. It is not easy to shoot this arrow into Mu Yanshi with brute force. At least if only brute force is used in the Fusang court, there will be only five or six generals. Even Zhao Yun does not have the ability.
Chapter completed!