He saw with his own eyes that Murong Che was just a dead body. How could he stand alive in the sun?
Could it be that this person is not Murong Che?
If so, how could he dare to walk arrogantly on the road to the capital of Huanyue Kingdom? Is there really a person who looks exactly like the former prince?
Then he looked at Feng Jingyun beside him...
Murong Chenghao immediately understood that the Murong Che in front of him was real.
But he will not admit it. No matter it is true or false, Murong Che can only be false and die!
Zhang Jin, the leading officer and soldier, drew out his long sword and pointed it at Murong Che, "This man is a traitor, take him down!"
Since Murong Chenghao ascended the throne, his close servant Zhang Jin has been promoted to the position of Minister of War.
All the officers and soldiers, including Zhang Jin, suddenly fell to the ground like soft-footed shrimps.
Murong Chenghao's expression changed, and Murong Che said calmly, "I have something to tell you, please lend me a moment."
Zhang Jin quickly shouted, "Emperor...Master, don't listen to him, he will harm you..."
Feng Jingyun sneered, "I just poisoned you, and he stood closer. If you want to harm him, how can he stand here?"
Murong Chenghao's expression changed, he raised his hand to signal Zhang Jin not to say anything, and then he and Murong Che walked into the nearest teahouse box.
After a cup of tea, the two of them walked out.
Murong Chenghao led the officers and soldiers to leave. Before leaving, he looked at Murong Che regretfully, with relief and peace of mind in his eyes. Not far away, when no one was paying attention, he looked at Feng Jingyun reluctantly.
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Feng Jingyun knew that Murong Che had told Murong Chenghao that he was just a walking corpse and would disappear this evening. Whether it was true or not could be known from the fact that Murong Che's body had no brains.
That's why Murong Chenghao had that expression on his face.
He regretted that a person like Murong Che would choose to do this. He was rest assured that Che would never compete with him for the throne again, or even threaten his throne.
Far away from the crowd, Murong Chenghao stopped and watched as Murong Che took Feng Jingyun's hand and headed towards the suburbs.
"Master, do you want to stop them? Murong Che must not survive..." Zhang Jin stood behind and asked.
"He can't survive. Go back to the palace."
"yes."
On a quiet lake outside the capital city of Huanyue Kingdom, a painting boat drifted with the current in the middle of the lake.
The sun shines on the sparkling lake, like dyeing the water with a layer of sparkling broken silver. The breeze blows, and the ripples ripple far and wide.
Feng Jingyun and Murong Che stood on the inside of the railing of the boat, looking at the blue sky and white clouds reflected in the lake, and the lush green mountains on the lake shore also reflected their clear silhouettes in the lake.
Green mountains and clear waters, the scenery is breathtakingly beautiful.
It's so quiet that it makes you feel fresh and peaceful.
"I went to the bitter cold place in the desert just to help me get a soul-recovering mirror. It's so hard on you." Murong Che said in a leisurely voice.
She shook her head, "I shouldn't have taken back the soul mirror. You already knew that your corpse had no brains, so you couldn't return it. Moreover, before I went to the desert, you told your father about this. You
My father knew that you would not survive, so he made a will to let Murong Chenghao ascend the throne." Her tone was affirmative, not questioning.
"You are too smart." He admitted it without denying it.
"Are you a fool?" She finally scolded, "Even if you get the soul-recovering mirror, you only have one day, you might as well be a ghost."
