The news that the third prince of the Eagle, Zheng Shuiyi, was killed by a masked assassin was like a strong wind, sweeping through the wilderness and shocking the world.
Zheng Xiaohan stood in the Qingmu Hall, looking at the headless corpse intently, and the tears he was holding back finally flowed down. Surrounding the headless corpse were six other princes and princesses, who had long been crying. The rest were crying.
The people, ministers, guards and servants have already retreated after receiving the order.
"Eighty percent, it was Shao Kefan who sent someone to kill Third Brother, and then carried the head back to revive him." The Sixth Princess knelt down weakly on her knees, and her body fell on Zheng Shuiyi, "Third Brother!..."
With a "swish" sound, Zheng Xiaohan pulled out his sword and said, "Shao Kefan, you and I are irreconcilable."
Who else wants the third prince to die? The people who pose the greatest threat to Shao Kefan in the Kingdom of Eagle are Zheng Xiaohan, Yang Yongqing, the third prince, followed by the other princes and princesses, and then the swordsmen.
"Swish, swish, swish..." The sound of swords being drawn out of their scabbards sounded continuously, with a "thump" sound, they struck each other, and finally stacked together.
"Work together and defeat Shao Kefan." The second princess shouted angrily, faintly crying.
Several people looked at each other and nodded vigorously.
The third prince was killed, and the Eagle Kingdom took no other action except collecting the body and burying it with a grand ceremony. As for the cause of death, it was announced that someone had plotted against him. However, a man with such extraordinary martial arts skills was actually plotted against, which caused a lot of discussion from all walks of life.
The most speculated thing is that the throne caused civil strife, and the finger was directed at Zheng Xiaohan.
Among the princes and princesses, the third prince was the greatest threat to the King of Eagle Kingdom. In the competition for the throne, the two were almost evenly matched, and everyone watched.
Regarding those baseless speculations, Zheng Xiaohan smiled and brushed them off, but gritted his teeth and said:
Shao Kefan, Shao Kefan! Killing you with my hands is as great as the temptation of a powerful eagle to expand territory.
The day after the third prince was buried, Zheng Xiaohan lay tiredly on the soft couch. He was in a daze for a moment. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. The maid next to him did not dare to ask more questions, and she also knew that it was because of the death of the third prince.
, just quickly clean up the debris, get a wine glass, and carefully pour the wine.
"Third brother... I'm afraid your head won't come back. Shao Kefan... just deny it." What was buried was a mutilated body. The most important head was missing, and she felt extremely guilty.
A tall, tall and handsome man walked to the door of Huike Hall. The maid at the door bowed and saluted, then walked into the hall and reported, "Report to the king, Dancheng Historian asks for an audience."
He's here! Zheng Xiaohan moved and felt a little relieved, "Let him come in! If he comes in the future, you don't have to repay him."
Dancheng walked into the hall, his eyes showing a little anxiety, and his steps were faster than usual.
Zheng Xiaohan frowned. Could it be that there is something new happening over at Cang Teng?
"See the king." Dancheng faced the king on the soft couch and knelt down.
"Dancheng..." Zheng Xiaohan straightened up and leaned back, "You don't have to kneel anymore from now on."
"Thank you, King." Dancheng stood up, his brows furrowed, but he didn't know what to say.
"Dancheng, what happened?" Zheng Xiaohan asked weakly. After three days of sadness, her voice was no longer as clear as before, and even a little hoarse.
"I heard the bad news about the third prince. Dancheng... was worried that the king would be too sad, so he chose this day to come back for a visit. As long as there are no big problems." Dancheng couldn't help but look up at the woman on the soft couch.
Zheng Xiaohan's eyes were filled with warmth and mist, as if she didn't expect that he would look at her. She had nowhere to escape for a moment, and felt that she had lost face, so she glanced at him sharply and forced back tears.
"What if it's a minor illness?" Zheng Xiaohan laughed coldly, "It's a big problem. Everyone is concerned about my big problem."
"Dan Cheng came back specially to visit the monarch. He had no other intentions." Hearing the implication, Dan Cheng hurriedly explained, with a hint of anger in his voice.
I risked my life to come back, but was misunderstood. Is it possible that I have to go back with grievances and unwillingness?
Zheng Xiaohan stood up and walked to him. He picked up a strand of his long hair with his fingers and caressed it freely between his fingers. He lowered his head slightly and stared at it with nostalgia, "What if it's a minor illness?"
It's as if the virtual smoke has condensed into a jade hand, lingering around the heart, numb and untouchable.
There was no fear in Dancheng's eyes, and he said gently, "Then, please also pay attention to your health."
Zheng Xiaohan stared at that broad and thick chest, dealing with various affairs every day, and was often exhausted. Things about the third prince only made matters worse. She really wanted to plunge into his arms, where it would be warm and safe.
However, he still held back after all and said in his heart: Once we kill Shao Kefan, we will get married.
She turned around and walked towards the soft couch, yawning heavily as she lay down. For the past three days, she had been tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, and her body was very tired.
Dancheng's heart tightened, and he walked forward, half-knelt in front of the soft couch, put her hand in the palm of his hand, and felt her pulse with his free hand. Zheng Xiaohan looked at him quietly. She knew that he was better than the other brothers.
Sisters need to be safe.
And Dancheng also knew that the king would not blame him for his boldness.
He frowned slightly, then relaxed, "Fortunately, he is just weak. The king will be fine if he takes a good rest."
Just as he was about to return to his original position, his hand was suddenly pulled, "It's right here, don't leave."
There was a hint of pleading in her voice. She could order, but she didn't want to treat him like others.
"Okay." Dancheng knelt down again, his broad body covering most of the woman on the throne.
"Dancheng, they said you don't need to kneel, just sit on the couch!" Zheng Xiaohan supported his body with one hand, and supported his shoulder with the other hand, pushing upward.
"Dan Cheng doesn't dare." Dan Cheng stood up and lowered his head slightly, but did not sit down.
"This couch is just a tool for sitting and lying on. How can it make people afraid? You can be afraid of me, but you can't be afraid of something without any power." Zheng Xiaohan pointed to the edge of the couch, "Sit down and stay with me.
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How stupid! Doesn’t he know that his future will be the husband of the King of Eagle Kingdom? A smile appeared on the corner of Zheng Xiaohan’s mouth.
Dancheng no longer hesitated, sat down sideways, looked at the woman on the couch, and seemed to have made up his mind, "I have something important to tell the monarch this time, but..."
"Tell me! Now that things have happened, there is nothing I can't bear." Zheng Xiaohan reached out to hold the handle of the tea cup on the desk, took a sip, and his smile became brighter than before.
Dancheng glanced at the tea that had no trace of heat, then put his finger across the cup wall to test, frowning slightly, "This tea is completely cold." He lifted the kettle on the side and found that the hot water inside had been used up.
I wanted to ask the maids to pour some hot food, but all the maids in the palace had already withdrawn at Zheng Xiaohan's signal.
"Dancheng went to the water room to pour a pot of water for the monarch." Dancheng picked up the kettle and was about to stand up when he was grabbed by the monarch. "The cold is refreshing. Usually, I have to wait for the tea to be cool before drinking it. I have long been used to it."
Already."
"Dan Cheng, I just hope that the king will pay more attention to me." Dan Cheng put down the kettle, "I am still very young..."
"Haha." Zheng Xiaohan laughed. The laughter was no longer as cold as before, but more desolate, helpless, and...comforting. "Let's talk about that important thing, shall we?"
"The third prince's head is indeed soaring." At this point, Dancheng paused to observe whether her mood would change.
However, she just said calmly, "There is no doubt about it." Suddenly she became a little excited again, "Then why don't you bring it back?"
"Three days ago, Dancheng was hiding near Qiming Palace to observe Shao Kefan. He was about to move to the opposite door when he suddenly found Lou Zhongquan carrying a round package. At that time, Dancheng knew that something must be going on, so he followed him and waited for him.
When I returned to Quan Mingju in the Jian Pavilion, I opened the package and saw the head of the third prince."
Zheng Xiaohan shuddered, and a thought rose in his heart: Lou Zhongquan betrayed Yingzhi. However, when he thought about it carefully, it was wrong. Lou Zhongquan's martial arts was definitely not as good as his third brother. Even if the three Lou Zhongquan joined forces, they would not be able to do anything.
He may not be his opponent.
"Why did Shao Kefan give his head to Lou Zhongquan?" She muttered to herself, unable to figure it out for a while.
"Dan Cheng suspected... that Lou Zhongquan betrayed Ying Zhi because he was seriously injured and almost fell down several times." Dan Cheng searched for the memories of a few days ago, fearing that he missed something.
"Hahaha..." After thinking for a moment, Zheng Xiaohan suddenly laughed, "Just him? You don't understand Shao Kefan's thoughts. Who else can kill the third prince besides him and me? He killed the third brother.
, and also used cruel tricks on his subordinates in an attempt to divert our attention."
"That's right. Maybe just now Dancheng thought that Lou Zhongquan betrayed Yingzhi and fell into his trap." Dancheng pondered, but had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't know the exact reason and couldn't explain clearly.
"So, what did Lou Zhongquan do with the head, and why did he..." Zheng Xiaohan frowned, and there was a cold look in his eyes, "Why didn't he bring it back to me?"
"He was destroyed by his martial arts. Dan Cheng wanted to stop it, but it was too late." Dan Cheng sighed, "Maybe he didn't want the king to feel sad after seeing it!"
"It's gone, third brother..." Zheng Xiaohan closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, his eyes were about to split, and he said with hatred, "Shao Kefan, I also want you to die without a complete body."
Dan Cheng was slightly startled, and an idea secretly formed in his mind.
Realizing his gaffe, Zheng Xiaohan calmed down and looked at Dan Cheng softly, "There is no one in the palace, so please stay with me for a while."
"Yes, Wang is too weak, so he should take a nap! Dan Cheng will just keep watch." Dan Cheng pulled the thin brocade quilt from the inside of the soft couch and covered her body.
Zheng Xiaohan smiled reassuringly, closed her eyes, and put the figure sitting on the edge of the couch in her eyes into a dream. In the dream, she could do whatever she wanted with him.
Time passed by minute by second, and the sleeping woman sometimes frowned, sometimes relaxed, as if she was in some kind of danger, and then she seemed to be lying in the arms of her lover.