The general was a starlet

Sitting in the dungeon, Gu Zining looked just like Su Wanxi's appearance when he first met him. He was so noble, his hair was neatly scattered behind him, and there was not a trace of dirt on his face.

Gu Ziming walked in, the wound on his left shoulder was no longer bleeding, and he was holding a food box in his hand, which was the signature dish of Baekweitang.

He laid out the food unhurriedly, and poured another glass of wine for Gu Zining.

In the dark cell, I can't remember the time, and I don't know how long the two of them looked at each other.

After all, it was Gu Ziming who spoke first:

"The prince is so determined."

"Ninth brother is good at it."

The familiar dialogue is now completely reversed.

Gu Ziming looked at Gu Zining sadly, and he laughed at him for being sad.

Such a smart person like him can't see such a simple trap. Similarly, he can't see that in their father's heart, they really want him to succeed him.

On the day of Bailu, the Rong family army who had been stationed outside the city changed into civilian clothes and entered the city in batches without anyone knowing.

There were less than a hundred guards in the imperial palace, and the rest were patrolling the city.

Gu Ziming kept wiping his sword in Mingxi Hall; Concubine Rong, who hadn’t seen anyone for a long time, summoned the empresses of many palaces and some family members of ministers to gather in the Hall of Nianyan; Rong Xiaoran met people from the imperial army outside the city, Both of them had serious faces.

Gu Zining believed that his judgment was correct, he didn't want to tell Gu Aotian, he wanted to wait for Gu Ziming to lead troops to break through the palace gate, and he was leading the guards to surround him to prevent Gu Ziming from setting him up.

Although the number of imperial guards was smaller than them, it was enough to get within reach. He expected that Gu Ziming would not make a big fuss, after all, not far outside the city, there was still the Su family army guarding.

The already dark sky turned even more gloomy at night. Gu Zining paced back and forth in the East Palace, and finally, someone came to report back.

The Rong family army who sneaked in had already gathered in front of the palace gate, and the person guarding the palace gate was the one who had a secret conversation with Rong Xiaoran during the day.

Rong Xiaoran was already in the palace city at this time, and was going to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with Gu Ziming, and Gu Ziming's saber was hidden in his sleeve.

The man in black who had been by Gu Zining's side told Gu Ziming every tiny movement verbatim.

When he said that Gu Ziming had drawn out his sword in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Gu Zining was very excited. He hurried over and found that there were no court ladies and eunuchs around, and he could faintly see traces of blood.

He thought, Gu Ziming really has the ability, for such a big matter, there is no movement at all.

He rushed in with the imperial guards who had been recalled a long time ago, Gu Ziming turned his head in surprise, Gu Zining didn't even think about it, and directly stabbed the sword into Gu Ziming's left shoulder, and the guards surrounded Gu Ziming and Rong Xiaoran in an instant...

There was a momentary freeze in the air, and Eunuch Zhang screamed, "Escort, pass on to the imperial physician, hurry up!"

Gu Zining saw the sarcasm on Gu Ziming's face, and at that moment he understood that he had really been tricked.

"Ning'er, what are you doing?"

Gu Aotian's roar, Rong Xiaoran's gaze, and Gu Ziming's flowing blood donation made Gu Zining feel like a street juggler.

"Your Highness, what did I do wrong?" Gu Ziming held his left shoulder and leaned against Rong Xiaoran.

"Father, listen to my explanation. It's them. Rong's army has already assembled at the gate of the palace in disguise. The guards guarding the city have also been bribed by Rong Xiaoran. Gu Ziming is still holding a sword in his hand. My son is in a hurry."

Gu Zining explained indiscriminately, even though he usually tried his best to figure it out, he couldn't think of an excuse to excuse himself for a while.

"Ning'er, how do you know that Ming'er will go to the hall with a sword?"

Gu Aotian's slightly gloomy tone made Gu Zining feel chilly, and his hands couldn't stop shaking...