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The eldest prince pointed at the holes in his knees, his eyes red: "What else do you have to say, Rong Cheng, you deserve to die"

Who would have thought that Rong Cheng would not feel any regret after seeing this, and there was no ripple in his eyes, he said calmly:

"Jung, do you really have no doubts? Or are you afraid? You are afraid that the truth is too much for you to bear, so you put the blame on me."

This made the eldest prince stunned, and then he became furious: "Rong Cheng, what do you mean, what is the truth, please tell me clearly"

Rong Cheng glanced at him calmly:

"For example, why did the queen pretend to be sick on her birthday? Who was lying on her bed in the middle of the night? For example, you were the eldest son that made your father proud the day before, but the next day he whipped you in the study in front of the ministers. Jung, don't play dumb, you know."

The eldest prince shook his head violently, his face full of resistance and pain, and shouted: "Nonsense, you are talking nonsense!"

Rong Cheng sneered:

"Don't fool yourself. If I hadn't suggested that the emperor torture you in private, turning you into a cripple and completely disqualifying you from inheriting the throne, you would have been executed long ago. How could you be the King of Ruichang today? You should be grateful to me."

The word "I" frightened Chen Huai. He clearly saw another Rong Cheng, who was cold-blooded and ruthless.

After a moment of silence in the cell, Jung laughed crazily, his eyes filled with sorrow and tears, staring at Rong Cheng with accusations:

"Haha, what a hypocrite you are! Even if what you said is true, you are not that noble. You killed the Queen Mother, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Huai's heart skipped a beat. Didn't the late queen die of illness?

He saw Rong Cheng's lips curled up in a beautiful arc, and his immortal-like face simply illuminated this dark dungeon, but the words he said were icy and piercing:

"Yes, I still remember her despair before she died, but so what? She can only go to the underworld and confess to my mother. She killed her own sister for the sake of winning favor, and also caused cholera in the palace. She really deserves to die. As her evil offspring, wouldn't it be great for you to use the pain of your remaining life to help her wash away her sins..."

Jung was sitting in a wheelchair, his body shaking violently, his teeth chattering:

"Ghost, you are not a human, you are a murderous ghost..."

Rong Cheng looked impatient:

"Now that you've gone crazy enough, just tell me where you and your son hid the firearms. If you confess, maybe I can consider preserving your current glory."

That meant that he would not be held accountable for the assassination. Hearing this, Jung gradually calmed down. The calmness in his eyes seemed like the foreshadowing of a storm. He clenched the right handle of the wheelchair:

"Rong Cheng, I have a pair of knees, I am disabled for half my life, and someone should pay the price for my mother's life. Don't worry, I won't live alone after you die. I will go to the underworld to ask my father what I have done wrong."

Chen Huai saw Rong Ge put his hand on a bulge on the right armrest with murderous intent in his eyes.

Oh no, it’s a hidden weapon.

Chen Huai immediately broke the shackles on his hands, kicked away the leader of the guards beside him, and wanted to rush out to save people.

But at the same time, Rong Cheng also moved. He nimbly dodged the hidden weapons that were continuously shot from the wheelchair, tapped the wall twice, turned around and kicked Rong Ge in the shoulder, knocking him to the ground.

Seeing the holes in the brick wall caused by the decaying liquid from the hidden weapons, which gave off an unpleasant smell, Rong Cheng smiled disdainfully, walked forward, took out the list of firearms, squatted down and questioned:

"Tell me, where are these firearms hidden?"

Jung lay on the ground and laughed sadly:

"Oh, if you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext. I admit that you win."

Rong Cheng's eyes flickered when he heard this. He was about to ask again, but was shocked to see that Rong Ge's seven orifices were bleeding non-stop. He pulled him up:

"Brother, have you taken poison?"

Rong Ge's eyes were already unfocused, and he looked at him without focus, "He should have died long ago. It's better to die. I hate... Rong Zhaolin..."

After saying this name, Chen Huai saw Rong Ge died with his eyes open. Could it be that his biological father was Prince Yong'an Rong Zhaolin?

He didn't know his background before, and he said he was his cousin. So he must be the adopted son of Prince Yong'an. How could he send his own son into the palace to be a eunuch? Anyway, he didn't believe it.

Just as he was thinking, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the corner: "You dog emperor, you killed the prince, take your life!"

The Eagle-eyed guard was a loyal servant. He didn't leave even after being kicked by Chen Huai, as he wanted to avenge his prince.

Rong Cheng sneered, calmly helped the dead Rong Ge close his eyes, stood up and wiped the blood off his hands with a towel. Just as he was about to kill him with one blow, he suddenly saw Chen Huai standing on the side of the dungeon.

Rong Cheng's body suddenly paused, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he even lost his reaction to the sword that stabbed in front of him.

Just as the Eagle-eyed guard was about to succeed, Chen Huai came over, grabbed him, kicked him hard in the side, and hit him against the wall, knocking him unconscious.

Rong Cheng clenched his hands, as if he wanted to say something to Chen Huai, but he opened his mouth and closed it again. The two of them were speechless for a while.

At this moment, there was a noise behind Chen Huai. A group of people came running over with torches. The leader was Lu Jun. After seeing that Rong Cheng was fine, he knelt down and kowtowed:

"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled your orders and have already transferred the local military commander to you."

Next to him was a resolute man in armor kneeling on the ground and kowtowed: "I, the commander of the Shu army, Wang Heng, pay my respects to Your Majesty. I am late in escorting you, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

The soldiers at the back all knelt down in a dense crowd. Rong Cheng glanced at Chen Huai, who was standing next to him with an expressionless face. He felt a little short of breath and waved his hand, saying:

"Everyone, get up!"

"Prince Ruichang colluded with Pei An, and there is solid evidence of corruption. When he saw that the incident was exposed, he intended to assassinate me. Fortunately, Chen Huai, the seal of the Imperial Household Department, came to save me. Now Rong Ge has committed suicide by taking poison. First, everyone in the Ruichang Palace is detained and awaiting their fate."

Wang Heng cupped his hands: "Yes, I will obey your command."

After saying that, Rong Cheng walked out first, and Lu Jun followed closely behind him, waiting attentively by his side with the look of a hero who had saved the emperor.

Chen Huai watched them walk out of the dungeon quietly, and saw Jung lying on the ground with a horrible look of death. A hint of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he smiled silently.

When he came here, he was incognito, but on the way back he was in great force, with the Shu army accompanying him to protect him, and the water route he took was many times more comfortable than when he came here.

Chen Huai stood at the stern, looking at the Shu land gradually disappearing into the distance, with mixed feelings.

"Master Chen is now a hero who saved the emperor. He will surely be reused when he returns to the capital. Congratulations!"

Chen Huai looked back and saw Lu Jun approaching, with deep jealousy in his eyes. He felt a little bored and said indifferently:

"Since he betrayed his old master, I think Lord Lu will be promoted. This is cause for celebration."

Lu Jun's face darkened. He didn't expect Chen Huai to point it out to him. He gritted his teeth and said:

"People go to higher places, water flows to lower places. Jung has a rebellious heart, but I do this for the country."

Chen Huai sneered and turned his gaze back to the lake, obviously disdainful to say another word. Lu Jun was so angry that his teeth were itching.

At this time, a guard came over from behind and said, "Master, the emperor wants you."