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"Assassin?" Murong Xiao was dubious and looked her up and down, "The palace is heavily guarded. Where did the assassin come from?"

"I don't know, but he wanted to kill me anyway." Chu Zhao said, "Fortunately, A'ao came out to find me and scared him away."

"A'ao?" Murong Xiao's frown deepened, "Isn't he vomiting blood and dying? How could he still come out to find you, where is Beiyuan?"

"Beiyuan left early." Chu Zhao said, "It was not too far from Qionghuayuan at that time. I wanted to go for a walk alone, so I let Beiyuan leave first. I broke a bamboo and played with it in my hand. Suddenly, someone attacked me from behind, and in desperation, I slapped his face with a bamboo stick, but Aao came and hit him with a stone, and he ran away."

Murong Xiao listened quietly, with a hint of impatience on his handsome face.

"Chu Zhao, do you feel that this king's attitude towards you has improved in the past few days and you have forgotten about it?"

"What do you mean?" Chu Zhao finally heard that his tone was wrong and frowned, "Your Majesty, you don't believe what I say?"

"Do you think I can believe it?" Murong Xiao sneered, "If there is really an assassin who can evade the checkpoints and sneak into the palace, how good his skills must be. How can he be defeated by a bamboo branch or a stone?"

"..." Chu Zhao was speechless.

Murong Xiao was right to think so, but what she said was also right.

She just concealed the truth that she and A'ao knew kung fu.

"It's not necessarily a master from outside. Maybe someone in the house wants to harm me." Chu Zhao said, "The man was scratched on the face by a bamboo and hit in the back of the head by a stone. As long as the prince kills everyone in the house, Gather them together and see who is injured."

Murong Xiao looked at her deeply, walked to the table, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"The front yard is where I discuss government affairs. No matter how hard you try, I will not let you stay here. Don't forget about propriety just because I need you."

Chu Zhao finally understood what he meant.

After all the fuss, this scumbag thought she was reluctant to leave and was looking for an excuse to come back and pester him?

Chu Zhao really wanted to scold his mother, but since he really needed his help at the moment, he endured it and explained in a good-tempered manner: "Your Majesty misunderstood, I didn't mean that, I just wanted to ask Your Majesty to summon people to identify the assassin..." "

"That's enough!" Murong Xiao slapped his palm on the table, "If I'm not wrong, the assassin you identified in the end must be Concubine Su's, right?"

The tea cup jumped a few times due to the force of his palm, making a tinkling sound.

Chu Zhao finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted to him: "Your Majesty, do you think I am the kind of person who will do whatever it takes to win favor? I'm going to fight for it, so why would anyone put me in a coffin?

Besides, even if I really wanted to frame someone, why did the prince think of Concubine Su first? Does this mean that the prince has always known what Concubine Su did to me and just pretended not to see it? "

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Murong Xiao did not respond immediately. He narrowed his eyes like a falcon and stared at Chu Zhao across a round table.

When Beiyuan was asked to find the nun who was doing the physical examination, he did suspect Su Nuanyu, but the nun was never found, and his suspicions could not be verified.

Maybe Chu Zhao was right. He didn't really have no way of verifying it. Just because Su Nuanyu's identity was still useful to him, he pretended to turn a blind eye.

Ok!

He does not deny that he has this mentality. In the face of his great cause, the intrigues between the women in the back house are indeed not worth mentioning.

Whether they are ugly or beautiful, these women are just steps to the sky for him. For the sake of his great cause, he can tolerate an ugly woman as his princess, and he can naturally turn a blind eye to the others. Close one eye.

Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters, and those who are princes are most afraid of being sentimental. Murong Xiao's goal is to ascend to the world, so naturally he will not disturb the overall situation for a certain woman.

"Go back!" He picked up the tea cup and said in a deep voice, "I will only tolerate such rude behavior from you this time."

"Then don't bear it!" Chu Zhao didn't appreciate it or back down, and continued to press him, "Does the prince not believe it, or does he think it doesn't matter as long as I'm not dead? In your eyes, Chu Zhao is just a stepping stone? As long as you cross this threshold, you will kick her away, right?"

"Shut up!" Murong Xiao stood up suddenly, walked around in front of her, and grabbed her chin with his hand, "It's not your turn to comment on this king's affairs. Don't think that you can help me even if you are a little help. No, if you dare to be rude again, I can kill you right now!"

"You kill me!"

The pain from his jaw actually made Chu Zhao calm down, and his out-of-control anger that he felt unfair about that Chu Zhao gradually calmed down.

She sneered and returned to her original calm state.

"Your Majesty, just take action and see what benefit my death will do to you. People have said that the river will be demolished and the bridge will be demolished. Your Majesty, the river has not been crossed yet, so you can't wait to demolish the bridge?"

"you……"

Murong Xiao's face turned red with anger, and the veins on his forehead popped out. He wanted to crush Chu Zhao's skull on the spot.

But Chu Zhao was right, he hadn't crossed the river yet, and it was too early to tear down the bridge now.

At this time, a figure flashed outside the door, and Beiyuan walked in like a ghost.

Murong Xiao was worried about not going down the steps. When he saw him coming in, he let go of his hand and said coldly: "Where have you been?"

Beiyuan knelt down on one knee: "Back to the prince, my subordinates just met a suspicious person. I chased him for a long time and failed to catch up, so he ran away."

"What kind of person can't even catch up with you?"

Murong Xiao's face looked a little ugly, and he glanced at Chu Zhao subconsciously.

He originally wanted to find a way to get off the stage, but Beiyuan confirmed Chu Zhao's words, making it even harder for him to get off the stage.

Beiyuan didn't know the prince's depression, so he answered honestly: "I don't know, the man's face is covered, and it's too dark for me to see clearly, but he must be very familiar with the terrain in the backyard, otherwise I wouldn't be able to catch him." he."

"Are you familiar with the terrain of the backyard?" Chu Zhao rubbed his chin and said in a strange tone, "Beiyuan, please stop talking. If you talk too much, the prince will think that you are just trying to compete for favor!"

Beiyuan: "..."

What the hell?

What kind of favor are you fighting for?

Why can't he understand what the princess is saying?

"Okay, stop being so weird here." Murong Xiao glared at Chu Zhao and said angrily, "Even if you didn't lie, I can't wake everyone up in the middle of the night. You can check it out tomorrow morning. , can’t I order the chief steward to cooperate with you in the investigation?”

Chu Zhao knew that by saying this he had already bowed his head. No matter how much he argued, he would gain nothing and would only irritate him even more.

"Okay, I'll just do it, Your Majesty." Chu Zhao nodded helplessly and resigned.

"Let Beiyuan see you off." Seeing that she finally compromised, Murong Xiao's tone softened.

"No, A'ao is waiting for me outside." Chu Zhao said and left without looking back.

Ah Ao?

It's Aao again!

As soon as Murong Xiao heard the name, he couldn't help but want to get angry. Looking at her hurried back, he grinded his molar teeth again and again.

Outside the courtyard gate, Ah Ao was waiting anxiously. When he saw Chu Zhao coming out, he hurriedly went up to greet her and asked: "Princess, how are you? Has the prince agreed?"

"No." Chu Zhao shook his head dejectedly, "The prince said it was too late. We will check again tomorrow morning."

"Why?" A'ao didn't understand. "If someone runs away, it will be too late tomorrow."

"There's nothing we can do about it." Chu Zhao said, "Let's go back first."

Aao didn't ask any more questions and walked back silently with her.

Returning to Qionghua Courtyard, I saw a lantern lighting up at the door of the courtyard from a distance, and Qingyu and Hongxiao were waiting anxiously in front of the door.

The warm red halo instantly calmed Chu Zhao's heart, and his angry and depressed mood also dissipated.

The courtyard where she was trapped felt like home for the first time.

Early the next morning, Chu Zhao had breakfast and was about to go find Murong Xiao again when Qingyu suddenly ran back in a panic from outside and said that a person drowned in the well in the back garden.