fake prince

Chapter 1208 You Have Today Too

The shouts of these people made Su Ziji slightly startled.

Looking over, I saw these ghosts getting up one after another with the sound of shouting, all of them were surprised and excited.

Some of the near ones, those with high literacy, have already bowed respectfully.

Those who are far away and those with low literacy are different.

"Ouch! My head!" A ghost just put his head on his neck, but because of excitement, his hands shook, his head fell to the ground, and rolled several meters away!
The ghost screamed, hurriedly chased it out, fished out its own head, and put it back on in a hurry.

"It's worn upside down! It's worn upside down!" The ghost next to him who was stuffing intestines into his stomach suddenly cried out speechlessly when he saw that its body started to spin around in place.

This time he was anxious for other ghosts, his hand slipped out of the intestines he had managed to stuff in, and he was so anxious that he couldn't care about other ghosts.

"Now it's straightened!" The ghost, who had put his head upside down, forcibly pulled out the head he had put on again, and this time he finally got the right direction and put his head straight.

The other ghosts around, as well as those whose bodies had been chopped apart, put their bodies back together in a hurry.

Some people are willing to help ghosts, and when they are done with themselves, they rush to help other ghosts.

Some people who are not willing to help ghosts, after finishing their own work, immediately stood up straight, looked at Su Ziji eagerly, with a respectful expression, and did not dare to make a sound.

It's hard to say what Su Ziji was thinking, but his face remained unchanged, and he just walked quietly.

When he walked over, the ghosts who hadn't put their bodies together also fell silent, lined up with their companions respectfully, and bowed down together.

"The servant (servant) waits to welcome the prince back to the manor!"

It's like the wind sweeping the rice fields, wherever you go, you will be bowed down.

"They think I'm the prince." Su Ziji suddenly realized.

The smell of blood still permeated the air, and these ghosts who had misidentified people still had terrifying faces, even though they tried their best to show their respectful side.

Su Ziji couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart, and silently accepted their worship.

"They recognized me as the crown prince after I became the grandson. Do they actually only know this identity?"

Ghosts who seem to be sane are actually very different from living people.

As if Su Ziji realized something, he tried to feel it, and he really felt the lingering power in his body.

"The status of prince and grandson are almost the same in their eyes?"

Su Ziji continued to walk in, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and a beautiful two-story wooden building appeared in front of him.

A sound of qin floated over, and it seemed that there were women singing along with the sound of the qin. There were no tall trees around, only grass, small lake, and wooden bridge, which was very elegant.

It seemed to be an elegant place different from the whole Prince's Mansion, and it matched the sound of the piano very well. Su Ziji stood where he was, just listening quietly.

After a long time, Su Ziji opened his eyes and looked at Xiaolou.

I saw the wooden door opened from left to right, and several young women who looked like concubines and concubines came out in a file. posture.

Compared with those "people" outside, they don't seem to have tragic death, just like living people.

But when they get close, you can find that their eyes are empty, and their temperament is also cold and pale. Only by these can you feel that they are not alive.

Su Ziji also smelled a faint smell of blood on their bodies, which was exactly the same as the "people" outside, except that they were more inclined to the living in terms of appearance and breath.

These women walked up to Su Ziji in small steps, and they all bowed gracefully.

But neither the attitude nor the salutes are the salutes that should be done to the "master" of the Prince's Mansion.

They didn't seem to mistake Su Ziji for the owner of the room, and after paying their respects, they led the way into the building.

Others might hesitate, but Su Ziji smiled and walked in directly.

As he approached the wooden building, the sound of the piano became more intense, and the tune gradually changed from melodious to tinged with anxiety and killing.

Su Ziji didn't say a word, seeing these women retreating silently, he still lingered and listened quietly.

"The prince is restless, restless?"

"The sound of the piano is like the sound of the heart, what is he worrying about?"

It was at the critical point that this piece of music suddenly stopped with a snap, and the whole sound of the piano stopped immediately and fell silent.

The strings of the qin were broken, and the player who played the qin was really in a very disturbed mood.

Su Ziji was still watching silently, and the piano player slowly raised his head and looked towards him.

Sure enough, it was a person whose clothes were almost the same as Su Ziji's, with sculpted eyebrows and phoenix eyes, elegant and handsome demeanor, he was the prince.

The prince sighed and looked at Duanxian with regret in his eyes, as if something hurt him.

With a wave of his hand, he saluted along with the singing woman, and quietly retreated out. In the entire elegant room, only two people looked at each other.

"You really changed the world and became the grandson of this dynasty." After a long time, the prince murmured, with a feeling of emotion and melancholy, as if what he wanted to do had really come true, but his mood was extremely complicated.

Su Ziji didn't speak, just looked at the former crown prince quietly, he understood the prince's complicated mood.

Of course there is hatred for one's own death, but is it really necessary to hand over the world of Dazheng Ji's family?

Maybe the prince is wandering and regretting.

But, at this point, is there any way to turn back?

The room was silent for a long time, the prince seemed to wake up, he smiled and asked: "The current situation is like this, do you want to make trouble?"

"Could it be that the prince invited me here to question me about this matter?"

"Sure enough, the major events in the world cannot be hidden from ghosts and gods."

Su Ziji thought to himself, but he was not afraid at all, he just murmured: "But even if you know all this, because of the constraints of heaven and earth, ordinary ghosts and gods want to interfere with the progress of major events and the succession of the throne, it is absolutely impossible. "

"He was able to lure me here and ask me these things because I have a deep relationship with him."

If any ghosts and gods can intervene and question, how can it be the crown prince's turn?

I'm afraid the world will be in chaos long ago.

Knowing this, Su Ziji was not worried about leaking the secret.

However, Su Ziji had no choice but to tell the truth about the incident, even if he was desperate.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Su Ziji didn't reply, the prince didn't know what the person in front of him was thinking, but he became more and more anxious.

When this person wants to cause trouble, the murderous intention has penetrated to his place through karma.

I have no way to stop him, and I have complicated feelings for my father, so I don't know how to stop him.

After a long time, the crown prince was full of tiredness and helplessness, sighed, seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to be persuading: "You are already a great grandson, no matter what the public say, the position of heaven has been fixed, just wait for a while, and you will be ready." Successor to the throne, why do such things as killing the king and ancestors..."

Before he could say the following words, he felt a gaze that he couldn't ignore. Looking up, the young man who was attracted by him was looking at him indifferently. There was no indignation or resentment in his eyes. One point of pity, three points of bewilderment.

Under Su Ziji's gaze, the prince's words gradually weakened, and he couldn't continue speaking.

Su Ziji looked at the prince and couldn't help sighing: "The emperor said that you are too magnanimous or even cowardly. I didn't believe it. After hearing this, I felt that he was right."

"What happened back then was not your fault, it's just that your father wanted to take your life away. The cause and effect are already very clear. Now it's more ghosts and gods. Many things are self-knowledge. I don't want you to spend your strength and fate to pull me down. , I actually said that.”

With a swipe of his hand, Su Ziji slid his sleeves across the air: "If you fight for the dragon in the world, you must die if you succeed. Now, do you think I still have a way out?"

The prince couldn't help but said: "But, what if..."

"No but, no just in case."

Su Ziji said lightly: "The emperor is the son of heaven, with millions of soldiers, and the hearts of the people in his hands. If you fight head-on, there will be no way out."

"The emperor had far-sighted plans. When he forced me to the point of no return, he would naturally prevent me from jumping over the wall in a hurry. At that time, he would only seek his own death and give the emperor the honor of righteousness."

"Not only you, but even most people, including the emperor, think that I still have a lot of room to spare, and my sudden mutiny is the only chance to win."

"You regard the emperor as the father, the overall situation, and the father of the emperor, so you look forward and backward, hesitate, it is because you love him and respect him."

"And I don't love him, don't respect him, don't say I didn't kill him wrong, so what if I killed him wrong?"

"You don't have to persuade me, I've made up my mind."

"Is that so?" the prince murmured, mist appeared in his eyes.

The prince originally hated him, but in the days and nights after his death, in this trapped small world, he deeply hated his father and his cold-blooded cruelty.

I have thought countless times that if I give myself a chance, I will take revenge!
Any filial son, any prince, can be thrown away!

Almost all his wives and concubines, his subordinates, his teachers and friends, and his children died.

If the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, it is the fate of heaven and earth, so he will admit it.

No matter how miserable his death was, he would admit it.

Even if the person who hated him killed him, he would admit it.

It is impossible for him to be a prince with only relatives and friends, and there are also many enemies. Naturally, there are people who want to kill him. can't sleep.

Even if the person who killed him was someone else, someone he helped, someone who was loyal to him, or someone who had nothing to do with him, the prince could accept it.

People's hearts are only in danger, which is the teaching I have read since I was seven years old.

But the prince couldn't accept that the one who killed him turned out to be the most respected father ever.

And when he knew that his father didn't kill him because of misunderstanding or treason, but just to take away his life and destiny, the hatred almost reached its peak!
"You can kill me, why kill my son, my beloved wife, and my subordinates?"

So the prince is willing to help Su Ziji, even if he knows that Su Ziji has ambitions, even if he knows that Su Ziji has problems, for revenge, he feels that he can abandon everything!
He watched Su Ziji gradually grow up and gain momentum, even to the point where his father felt afraid.

"Father, you also have today!" The prince was dripping with joy, like drinking iced tea in summer.

But when Su Ziji was about to kill his father, the crown prince hesitated again. For a moment, he suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he read and wrote by himself, and the emperor held himself in his arms, holding his hand, and stroked write it down.

"Happy to the world, worry to the world!"

"You should be like this!"

The royal father's frowning eyebrows and deep sigh are still fresh in his memory... The prince's face turned pale, his body trembled, and he suddenly said, "Aren't you afraid that I will reveal my secret?"

If he tried his best to be bombarded and killed by the sky thunder, his body and spirit were completely destroyed, and he wanted to reveal the secret of heaven, what should Su Ziji do?
Seeing that Su Ziji frowned and was about to speak, a female voice came over at this moment, with a cold voice: "No, you, you can't reveal the secret!"

(End of this chapter)