"Is this the Thousand-Faced Demon?" The fourth prince Zhao Lie first looked at Su Yuehan in a royal courtyard locked in the outskirts of Beijing from a distance.

In his impression, the Thousand-Faced Monster is a monster with ever-changing green face, fangs, and fangs, but now, Su Yuehan in front of him is no different from an ordinary girl next door.

She wore a bright yellow long gown and her hair was simply tied up in a bun. She looked extremely beautiful and gave people a very comfortable feeling at first glance. The more she looked, the more she wanted to see it.

As the prince, Zhao Liexian was naturally surrounded by beautiful women. He had seen all kinds of beauties, but he had seen the first time he had seen a woman as pure as jade and as beautiful as a green lotus.

Especially as a prisoner, she was not afraid or even panic at all. Instead, she just took the beautiful little baby, and the two of them sat quietly in the yard and looked up at the ginkgo tree above her head.

This ginkgo tree is extremely large, like a giant umbrella, or a huge pavilion. Although it is winter, the frost-bearing ginkgo leaves gradually withered and yellow leaves fall in the north wind, laying a golden carpet on the ground, but this still does not damage its glory and majesty. It stands up in the yard, with no flowers around it, only it is completely aloof and lonely.

The two of them were in a tree. When the cold wind blew, the yellow leaves falling on the tree were entangled with the fallen leaves blowing on the ground, flying around the two of them, and for a moment they actually had the colorful and colorful beauty of falling flowers.

Zhao Liexian glanced suspiciously at Chong Xijing next to him, and felt that in this world of silver-covered and colorful yellow leaves, the Jurchens' skin was really white and reflective, like a polished porcelain bottle just taken out of the water, which made him a little eye-catching.

Zhao Liexian looked down on Li Chengfeng very much because of his natural political stance, which made many sects of practice move closer to him and have deep personal relationships with him.

Among them, Xingcheng Gate is the sect that is closest to the Fourth Prince. Both sides have been friends for more than ten years. He has known Chong Jing for more than ten years. He knows the woman's personality and strength. But after seeing Su Yuehan, he still couldn't help asking such a question.

Because... Su Yuehan is really far from her "demonic name"!

Chong Xijing said lightly: "Your Highness, do you know why people are fragile?"

Zhao Lie thought for a while and said, "Because people will be born, old, sick and die!"

Chong Xijing shook her head and said, "No, because people are easily confused by their own eyes and confused by their own ears. You see she is a beautiful woman, pitiful, but I see she is a red, pink and white bone, a devil in the world!"

Zhao Lie was very fond of fishing, but he was not a hungry ghost in the sex. After being shocked by Su Yuehan's appearance, he immediately returned to normal. He smiled and said, "I just didn't expect that the Thousand-Faced Demon would look like this..."

Chong Jing continued, "Your Highness must not approach this courtyard. I have set up a magic circle in this courtyard so that she cannot use illusions and magic techniques. But if your Highness enters the magic circle, then you will not be able to protect your Highness."

Zhao Liexian asked curiously: "Besides the ever-changing changes, what else is there to be? "

Chong Xijing said: "This monster is very good at bewitching people's hearts, and his illusion is at its peak. Even great practitioners will be inadvertently attacked, and they don't even know whether they are in the illusion or in the truth. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false. In the end, their minds will be defeated. At the least, they will go crazy, and at the worst they will become devil!"

Zhao Lie had a cold war first and sighed: "You monks are really terrible..."

Chong Mijing glanced at Zhao Liexian meaningfully and said, "No, what is really terrible is the heart of the human heart! A monk who does evil will cause harm to the other side, but if a person's heart is evil, then no one can stop him except himself!"

Zhao Liexian seemed to have not heard the deep meaning of her words. He sighed: "Yes, although the monks are powerful, they have desires to become stronger. If they have desires, they know what they want to do. But some people are unfathomable and unpredictable. You don't know what their desires are. What they want to do and what they want to take, there is no way to guess..."

Chong Mijing was stunned for a moment. She looked at Zhao Lie deeply, then nodded, and said, "Then I will say goodbye first. Your Highness remember not to approach this courtyard!"

After saying that, Chong Mijing turned her head and left. When she walked through the courtyard, she couldn't help but look back at Zhao Liexian. Seeing him standing with his hands behind his back, she was still standing condescendingly on the rockery pavilion and watching Su Yuehan under house arrest.

But when I looked at Su Yuehan again, I found that although he was looking at Su Yuehan, his brows were frowning and worried, as if he had such insolvent troubles and annoyances.

Chong Mijing thought to herself: Could it be... not him?

Chong Mijing is not stupid. As the party involved, how can she not guess something that Li Chengfeng can reason about?

The biggest suspect in the Taiyang tragedy is most likely the fourth prince!

Although Chong Mijing practiced so much that she almost lost her emotions and desires, she had the concept of good and evil, because this was something her master had instilled in her since she was a child.

Although she was cold and cold, she knew chivalrous and right and wrong. Although Taiyang had such a terrible massacre, she was not surprised or happy, sad or angry because of practicing martial arts, but she knew that this was wrong and she wanted to find out the real culprit of this matter!

To capture the thousand-faced demon Su Yuehan, this is just a matter of doing it, and to catch the biggest suspect first.

After all, she can only solve the lies, but she cannot solve the case.

With suspicion in mind, Chong Mijing tried it out here at Zhao Liexian, but she keenly realized that what Zhao Liexian said seemed to be inspired, but who was the object of his being sentiment?

The prince?

Is the prince such a terrible person?

Or is there someone else?

If it weren't for Zhao Liexian, who would be the real culprit behind the Taiyang Massacre?

Who would do such a terrible thing that both man and gods are angry?

What benefits will it do to him?

One question and mystery after another rushed towards him like a wave, almost submerging Chong Mijing. How she hoped that her eyes could see through all the illusions and could see through all doubts!

Shortly after she left, Zhao Liexian left. After he left, a maid in the corner of the courtyard quietly threw a stone outside the wall while going to the toilet.

Then a team of patrol guards passing outside the wall quickly passed by. The guards who were walking at the end were inadvertently two steps behind. After quickly looking around, he quietly picked up the stone with the action of tying his shoelaces and stuffed it into his boots.

After he finished patrolling and reached a place where no one was left, he took out a very small note in the gaps of the stones, which read: Both the witnesses and the prisoners in the Taiyang bloody case fell into the hands of the fourth prince.

After reading it, the man remained silent and walked out quickly, and quickly passed the news into the prince's mansion.
Chapter completed!