Dongming Ziyu's reason is very good. Actual combat is the best training, because the enemy will quickly find your weaknesses and will not show mercy.

"It's true." Shangguan Ruoli supported her man. Although she was slightly injured, the beating was quite enjoyable. After coming here, it was the first time she faced such a strong opponent, which aroused her.

The militant factor made her very excited.

Rong Chuan was speechless, and felt in his heart that Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli were really not like ordinary farmers.

Dongming Ziyu has great literary talent and first-class martial arts. He actually uses a soft sword. When the soft sword shakes, it creates an afterimage. Wherever the sword light passes, blood flies up. It's so cool!

Rong Chuan looked at Dongming Ziyu with admiration and admiration in his eyes, and listened carefully to his analysis.

After Dongming Ziyu finished his analysis, he said to Rong Chuan: "There's no need to tell them that the assassin's target is your aunt."

Rong Chuan didn't understand, "Why? Wouldn't this mislead them in the direction of their investigation? Only by telling them the actual situation can we find the murderer as soon as possible."

Dongming Ziyu said: "Sometimes being false and true is a means of self-protection. Moreover, your aunt has just been freed from the public opinion that she was abducted, so it is best not to attract people's attention at this time."

Rong Chuan thought it made sense and nodded.

Shangguan Ruo left the kitchen, added spiritual spring water to the soup prepared by Ding Xiang and others, and brought it over for Rong Chuan to drink. Wulang was also a little frightened, so he drank a bowl of soup to calm his shock.

A guard from Rongchuan reported: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived! Young Master Rong Qian has arrived!"

Rong Chuan first took the pills given by Shangguan Ruoli and then drank the decoction. He felt much better. Now he used his sword as a walking stick to lean on the ground. His arms and legs were still shaking. He looked even weaker than before.

"I have lingering fears and dizziness."

Wulang quickly dodged and teased: "Shake yours, but don't drop it and hit me."

Ling Yue hit him on the shoulder, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Wu Lang immediately hugged Shangguan Ruoli's waist. His face was pale and there were tears in his eyes. He swallowed in confusion: "Mom, I'm so scared! I'm scared to death."

Ling Yue: "..."

Yes, she also shrank into her chair and shivered.

Shangguan Ruoli held back his laughter and held her in his arms.

Prince Rong Qian came in with people from Jing Zhaoyin, Dali Temple, and the Ministry of Punishment, and saw the shaky Rong Chuan, the solemn-looking Dongming Ziyu, and the trembling and frightened Shangguan Ruoli, Ling Yue, and Wu Lang.

Rong Qian felt heartbroken when he saw Rong Chuan's crumbling appearance. He supported him and asked with concern: "Where is the injury? Is it serious?"

Rong Chuan leaned on Rong Qian and said weakly: "It's okay. I suffered some internal injuries. I have already taken medicine. My aunt's medical skills are also very good."

The prince said solemnly: "Let the imperial doctor take a look."

Shangguan Ruoli lost his memory, so the prince trusted the imperial physician more and asked the imperial physician to take a look at Rong Chuan, Ling Yue and Wu Lang.

The imperial doctor said that Rong Chuan suffered internal injuries, and Ling Yue and Wu Lang were frightened, but they had all taken medicine and were fine.

The prince then asked people from Jing Zhaoyin, Dali Temple, and the Ministry of Punishment to question several people separately. He sat there and looked at Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli.

He had seen Shangguan Ruoli before. He had a mother-like appearance, delicate and beautiful appearance. Sitting there, he looked very dignified. After all, he was from a noble family. Even if he had lost his memory, he could still see it in his temperament.

The first time he saw Dongming Ziyu, he paid more attention to him.

Dongming Ziyu is wearing a black robe, simple and elegant, clean and tidy. His black hair is tied up with a hosta. His face is handsome and slightly cold, his eyes are sharp and dark as water, and his thin lips are lightly pursed. He is elegant and a bit cold and arrogant.

Gu Qing, what a jade and gold figure, the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix among men!

Dongming Ziyu was also secretly observing the prince. He had a good appearance, aloof and noble. But there was a pair of slender peach blossom eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows, which concealed the coldness and indifference very well. He exuded a kind of demeanor that kept strangers away from him.

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The prince waited for Dongming Ziyu to finish questioning and said to him, "Come and sit."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for giving me a seat." Dongming Ziyu sat down on a stool on the side and thought to himself, as if he were at your home.

The prince asked: "How confident are you about the scientific examination after the New Year?"

Dongming Ziyu said cautiously: "After communicating with Su Daru, I feel that there are still many shortcomings. Let's do our best. Thank you, Prince, for recommending Su Daru to me."

The prince waved his hand and said, "No need to thank you, you deserve to be mentored by the great scholar. Besides, Mr. Shangguan has a good relationship with Su Daru, so even if he doesn't come forward, he will recommend it to you."

Dongming Ziyu said humbly: "The prince has given me the reward, but I just hope that he will live up to the respect of his highness the prince and his father-in-law."

The prince suddenly asked: "What do you think of this assassination?"

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