Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

"Brother Wuhen, are you okay!"

Xiao Wuzhao also ran over at this time, seeing Mo Wuhen's appearance made her feel inexplicably distressed.

"Cough cough!"

Mo Wuhen couldn't help coughing up a little blood again, Li Lizhi felt that she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Wu Zhao, help me take care of Wuhen first!"

Li Lizhi gently transferred Mo Wuhen from himself to Wu Zhao.

Although Xiao Wuzhao didn't know what her elder sister Lizhi wanted to do, she knew that the most important thing now was to take good care of her elder brother Wuhen.

Xiao Wuzhao didn't care whether the blood at the corner of Mo Wuhen's mouth was dirty, he picked up his sleeve and wiped it on his mouth, he didn't care whether his clothes would be stained or not.

The camera turned to Li Lizhi.

Li Lizhi took off the hairpin on her head as she walked towards the carriage.

The people around were shocked by Li Lizhi's sudden burst of temperament and couldn't move forward.

Li Lizhi walked step by step, without leaving a trace of expression on her face, revealing a deep chill.

Li Lizhi looked at the horse thrown to the ground by Mo Wuhen with cold eyes.

He grabbed the hairpin in his hand and inserted it directly through the horse's eyes.

Li Lizhi didn't care about the howling of the war horse, he inserted it, pulled it up, inserted it, pulled it up, until the horse made no sound.

A little bit of blood was splashed on her body, making Li Lizhi look inexplicably alluring.

In Xiao Wuzhao's mind, Li Lizhi is like a mandala in the desert, under the glamorous appearance, but exudes a deadly threat.

Li Lizhi's hands were covered with blood, but she didn't care about it now, she just wanted to stick the hairpin in her hand into the chest of the driver.

Although I don't know why, this person has not come out, but this does not prevent Li Lizhi from looking for him.

The moment Li Lizhi saw the driver, she originally wanted to stab him to death.

It turned out that this person looked familiar, and he had long since lost his vitality.

Li Lizhi frowned, remembering that this person was the driver she and Mo Wuhen had seen drinking all the time in the morning.

Black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, obviously poisoned to death.

But, who would deliberately poison a groom.

Obviously, it was the groom who committed suicide by taking poison when the matter was over.

Then this must be a murder against Mo Wuhen and her.

Although this person was dead, Li Lizhi still felt angry when he thought of Mo Wuhen's miserable appearance just now, and directly stuck the hairpin in his hand into the groom's head.

Li Lizhi, whose anger gradually subsided, finally realized what she had done. Although she was a little impulsive, she did not regret it.

She doesn't allow anyone to hurt her man.

Looking at the groom with the hairpin on his head, Li Lizhi felt sick, and quickly moved away from him, retching non-stop.

Li Lizhi also calmed down, her hands trembling, obviously this was the first time she had killed someone indirectly.

Obviously, for a princess, it is really uncomfortable.

"Wuhen, are you okay?"

Li Lizhi calmed down a bit, feeling the urge to vomit, turned her head and ran to Mo Wuhen, and asked with concern.

Mo Wuhen is still a little weak now, and he said breathlessly: "It's just that I used too much force just now, and now I'm a little bit out of strength, just take a rest!"

"Where's the driver?"

Mo Wuhen also asked, he felt that there was something inexplicably strange about this matter, this horse was definitely not an ordinary rough horse, but a war horse in the army.

Then, what kind of person would use a war horse to drive a chariot, and would suddenly appear in the West Market, and even now there are no patrolling guards.

All of this, in Mo Wuhen's view, must have been done on purpose.

"Dead, with black blood coming from the corner of his mouth, he should have committed suicide by taking poison!"

When Mo Wuhen heard Li Lizhi say that the groom committed suicide by taking poison, his conjecture became firmer.

Now in Datang, he only has a particularly serious conflict with the aristocratic family.

Moreover, it is possible to obtain war horses, remove patrolling guards, and even train dead soldiers. Except for the royal family, only aristocratic families can do it.

Li Shimin has no reason to harm him, let alone his daughter is still here, so only the family can do this.

"Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Mo Wuhen let go of his harsh words, and revenge is bound to happen.

He now has Zhang Fei's strength bonus, and his physical fitness is still relatively good, but he simply loses his strength.

But if they had directly bumped into Li Lizhi or Xiao Wuzhao just now, they might have died instantly.

If Mo Wuhen doesn't teach them an unforgettable lesson this time, then these aristocratic families don't know what kind of moths they will have in the future.

...

Inside the Tai Chi Palace.

Sitting at the desk, Li Shimin was reviewing the memorial.

Suddenly, Wang De said to Li Shimin that there was a guard at the door begging to see him.

"Pass him in!"

Li Shimin happened to be a little tired from criticizing, so he simply listened to what the guards came to report.

"Your Majesty, Princess Changle and Mo Wuhen were almost hit by a carriage in West Market."

"Mo Wuhen directly blocked the carriage. Although he didn't suffer any serious injuries, his face was pale and he lost all strength."

"What are you talking about! Where's Lizhi!"

When Li Shimin heard the news, he couldn't believe his ears, and the brush in his hand was almost broken by him.

"His Royal Highness Princess Changle, on the sleeve. There is even blood all over the body."