It's easy to be a villain, but hard to be a princess

Chu Muqing looked at the assassin again, "Now that King Mausoleum has fallen into my hands, if you have any difficulties, I can help you."

The assassin looked at Chu Muqing blankly, under the disheveled hair, a pair of bloodshot eyes were helpless, and tears welled up in his eyes. He pointed at King Ling and said in a trembling voice, "He put Caomin's parents and children under house arrest. , Let the grass people enter the palace to assassinate the emperor, but they are not allowed to succeed. Afterwards, afterward, blame the prince for the crime. If the grass people don't listen to him and leak the news, he, he will kill the grass people's relatives."

"You...you spitting blood!" King Ling glared at him with his hands and feet tied.

The assassin looked at Chu Muqing with a begging look, "My lord, what Caomin said is true, it doesn't matter if Caomin's life is gone, please save Caomin's family."

"Okay, I promise you."

After speaking, he bit his tongue and killed himself.

After Chu Ruihong knew the truth, his face was surprised, but he didn't expect it to be like this behind the scenes.

Lin Hexu, Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple, came out and said: "Your Majesty, the truth has now come to light. The King of Ling used others to provoke, let the Emperor and the regent fight each other, and then enjoy the benefits of the fisherman! I implore the Emperor, please don't go to the court. It's the villain's fault."

Then, one after another, officials spoke for the regent.Chu Ruihong had nothing to say, so he had to let it go.He ordered the king of the mausoleum to be put in the sky prison, guarded strictly, and beheaded three days later.

When the officials left the Golden Palace, Chu Ruihong glanced at Han Zixiao with indifference.

Han Zixiao's face was gloomy, he knew that Chu Ruihong must be hating him, why he helped Chu Muqing.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Chu Muqing asked softly.

Han Zixiao came back to his senses, glanced at him, "It's nothing, let's go back."

"This king still has some things to do, you go back to the mansion first."

"En." Han Zixiao nodded.

After the court was over, Fan Youcheng went straight to the imperial study, and before he could say anything, a eunuch came outside to ask the regent to see him.

Chu Ruihong took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Broadcast."

After a while, Chu Muqing came in, saluted and said: "I see the emperor."

"What's the matter?"

Chu Muqing raised her sleeves and said: "I came here to tell the emperor a word. Instead of trying to seize the ruling power, it is better to learn how to be a wise monarch. I am only in charge of the Sixth Army Commander Yinbing Talisman temporarily, not for the dragon chair. One thing, the emperor can rest assured. When the time is right, I will present the Commander's Seal Talisman."

Chu Muqing cupped her hands, "This is what I said, I will leave."

Chu Ruihong sat behind the case in a daze, Fan Youcheng said softly, "Your Majesty."

Chu Ruihong glanced at him, "If uncle has something to say, just say it."

"The Prince Regent knew the assassin had been arrested a long time ago, and he was afraid that his ambition would be exposed, so he carefully arranged such a show. Your Majesty, don't be fooled by his tricks."

Chu Ruihong laughed at himself: "Even if this is his trick, what can I do?"

Fan Youcheng hesitated to speak, Chu Muqing was really unfathomable, it seemed that everything was under his control.Fan Youcheng couldn't think of a good solution for a moment, but he thought of another question, "Your Majesty."

Chu Ruihong closed his eyes and meditated, "Huh?"

"Han Zixiao, Yushi Zhongcheng, defected in the court and helped the regent. The emperor plans to..."

Chu Ruihong opened his eyes, remembering what Han Zixiao said in court, the person he trusted the most betrayed him.Chu Ruihong said: "He is no longer the former Han Zixiao."

"Your Majesty, in the morning court today, the Regent waited until the end to bring the King of Mausoleum up. It is conceivable that he already knew of the Emperor's plan and wanted to use the Mausoleum to protect himself." Fan Youcheng looked deeply, "Except for the Emperor, who knows Only the minister and Han Zixiao are the ones planning, the minister is devoted to the emperor and will never report, and Han Zixiao is obviously helping the regent."

After being reminded by Fan Youcheng, Chu Ruihong suddenly realized, regretted in his heart, hated himself for not seeing through Han Zixiao sooner, but at the same time, his heart ached, the pain was because he was stabbed in the back by the person he trusted the most.

In the afternoon, Han Zixiao took the initiative to enter the palace to face the saint.

Chu Ruihong didn't want to see him at first, but finally did.

The first thing I asked after meeting was to ask with a cold face: "What are you doing here?"

Han Zixiao raised his front skirt and knelt down, "This minister is here to plead guilty."

"You still know that you are guilty?" Chu Ruihong glared at him who was kneeling on the ground angrily, "Do you know how much I trust you? Betrayed by someone who believes in you, do you know that?" How uncomfortable the taste is!"

"Damn my humble minister."

"The deceitful king turned up, you really deserve to die!"

Han Zixiao pursed his lips tightly, and said: "I didn't deceive the emperor. Everything I said in the court today is true. The regent is doing his best for the court. I observe every day and find that he really has no second thoughts."

"Then since you think so in your heart, why didn't you say it when I asked you to testify against the regent?"

Han Zixiao was at a loss for words, the reason why he didn't speak out at that time was, "I'm afraid the emperor won't believe me."

Chu Ruihong's eyes were sharp, "So, in front of all civil and military officials, you are going to save the regent and make me lose face, right?"

"This is a plot by King Ling, and I don't want to see the emperor being fooled by King Ling."

"Hmph, you want to say that you knew early on that the assassin was sent by King Ling, and that the regent had found out King Ling's whereabouts, but you just didn't tell me."

Han Zixiao frowned, "No, I don't know that the regent has found out the whereabouts of King Ling, I just suspect that the assassin was sent by King Ling."

"But you didn't say it when you were suspicious, but pretended to cater to me!" Chu Ruihong looked at him with red eyes, "Besides, you also said that I was going to arrest the regent in the court !Yes or no?"

Han Zixiao raised his head, "I swear, I never disclosed this matter to the regent."

Chu Ruihong snorted softly, "Even if you don't, your heart has already turned to him. Is what I said right or not?"

"I just feel that the regent is dedicated to the court. There are not many people who are so loyal and good in the court. The emperor should reuse him."

"Besides this, do you dare to say that you have no selfishness?"

Han Zixiao pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "Don't dare."

At that time, he was not sure whether the assassin was sent by Chu Muqing, even if he was, he would stand by Chu Muqing's side in the court.The pretense of flattering Chu Ruihong was to secure a favorable position for Chu Muqing in the court.He dare not say that he has no selfish intentions.Even, apart from selfishness, there is no other purpose.

Chu Ruihong stared at Han Zixiao with an ugly expression, and asked with difficulty: "Do you love him?"

Han Zixiao lowered his head and looked at the smooth floor, "I don't know."

The imperial study room was quiet without a sound, Han Zixiao knelt on the ground, Chu Ruihong was silent.After a long time, Chu Ruihong said: "What hurts me the most is not that you helped the regent, but that you concealed and deceived me."

Han Zixiao said: "It's the humble minister who can't help the emperor."

"Get out, I don't want to see you." Chu Ruihong said in a low voice.

Han Zixiao got up and went out.Ever since he decided to say those words in the court, he had already anticipated Chu Ruihong's attitude.But he didn't regret it either.

Even if he doesn't defend Chu Muqing in court, Chu Muqing can still vindicate herself.

Han Zixiao felt ashamed in his heart, ashamed of Chu Ruihong. Back then, he always regarded Chu Ruihong as his blood brother. The two lived together in the palace of intrigue and mutual trust, and never had any suspicion.

Now, it was he who personally destroyed Chu Ruihong's trust in him, and Chu Ruihong would no longer trust him in the future.

Back at the mansion, I happened to meet Uncle Song, he said: "The prince is practicing sword."

Han Zixiao nodded in response, and wanted to go straight back to the study to be quiet.Song Bodao: "The lord said that if the wangfei also wants to practice swords, then go to the backyard to find him."

"I see." Han Zixiao didn't want to see Chu Muqing at this time.

Han Zixiao sat in the study for a while, Ye Qing brought over a cup of hot tea, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, your complexion is not right today."

Han Zixiao glanced at him, "What's wrong?"

"Nowhere is right."

Han Zixiao took a sip of the cup of hot tea, his tongue was burned, and he put it down immediately, Ye Qing frowned and said: "Master, this tea has just been brewed."

Han Zixiao raised his sleeve and wiped the tea on his chin, "Why didn't you say it earlier."

Ye Qing muttered, "You were absent-minded when drinking tea."

Han Zixiao was speechless. Leaning on the back of the chair, he casually picked up an official document and glanced at it. He couldn't read it any more, but he kept on reading. After reading dozens of words for a quarter of an hour, suddenly, he closed the document with a snap and threw it away. went back.He got up, left the study, and went to the backyard.

Chu Muqing was still practicing swordsmanship, Han Zixiao leaned against the pillar of the corridor and watched with arms folded, Chu Muqing looked at him, "Come here."

Han Zixiao stepped over, Chu Muqing said to him: "Take the sword, and compete with me."

"The lord has nothing to say to the lower officials?" Han Zixiao said.

"No." Chu Muqing said cleanly.

Han Zixiao took down a sword he used frequently from the weapon rack at the side, "Speaking of sword competitions, I have never defeated the prince."

"Not before, doesn't mean it won't happen in the future."

Han Zixiao smiled lightly, "What does the lord mean, there is still a chance to be an official?"

"It depends on whether you want to or not."

"It's no good to win, why bother to think about it."

A smile curled up on the corner of Chu Muqing's lips, "Then I will give you some benefits."

"What's the benefit?"

Chu Muqing said, "It's up to you to decide what you want."

Han Zixiao thought for a while, "If the servant wins, what if the lord doesn't tie his hair for a month?" After a while, he added: "Of course, you can tie your hair when you go to court."

Chu Muqing pursed her lips and smiled, "Your request is too weird."

"Then the prince agrees or not?"

"It doesn't cost money or effort, this king promises you."

Han Zixiao pulled out his sword, "Then it's settled."