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In the chaos, a dagger stabbed into Fu Xinhan's lower back five or six times.

After making sure he could only hold on for a moment, he quickly disappeared into the crowd of people fighting.

When everyone saw Longnan Kingdom's most favored Third Prince fall down, they were all stunned and forgot to fight.

Everyone's head is buzzing.

Zhen Lang watched Fu Xinhan raise his blood-stained hand and point at him, his face full of disbelief.

"You, you have such a cruel heart!"

After venting all his resentment, Fu Xinhan completely lost his life and died with his eyes open.

He couldn't figure it out. Was Zhen Lang crazy? How dare he kill him? Why was he so unruly? He couldn't play with people like this...

Zhen Lang was shocked by Fu Xinhan's angry accusations before his death.

I clearly just wanted to teach Fu Xinhan a lesson and teach him how to be a human being.

How could a person die?

The death was so sudden and unexpected that he had no way to defend himself...

As luck would have it, the noise and fighting here alarmed the envoys from other countries who were staying here.

When the envoys from various countries came over, what they saw was the third prince of Longnan, Fu Xinhan, lying on the ground with his eyes open in death.

All the envoys who came to pay tribute were stunned.

This is going to be a big deal!

Don’t underestimate Longnan Elementary School, but its entire population is a soldier and extremely brave.

Take a chestnut.

Who doesn’t have relatives?

But among relatives, the most troublesome ones are those who are poor, mean, and hypocritical.

This kind of nonsense can give people a headache just thinking about it.

And Longnan Kingdom is such an existence.

The envoys from various countries had mixed feelings in their hearts. They came quietly and left quietly, but no one was calm in their hearts.

……

Jing Rui heard footsteps, looked up from the chess game, and saw Yuan Ying coming in.

Take a closer look at Yuan Ying's eyebrows and eyes. Well, there is a light in his eyes and his eyebrows are flying. It seems that things are going smoothly.

He placed a piece on the chessboard, and the black piece seemed to be at a disadvantage in the entire game.

And they are scattered everywhere, as if they are surrounded and will be swallowed up by the white pieces at any time.

But once the black spots form a network, the situation will change in an instant.

"Send someone to deliver a letter to the Xia family. The murderer who killed them has been found, but you must do something for me."

Yuan Ying was stunned. The Xia family, the number one family in Xuan Country, the Xia family.

He is also the person in charge of the Xuan Kingdom who came to the Yu Kingdom to pay tribute this time.

It is said that the people of the Xia family in Xuan Kingdom are very infatuated and have set a rule that a man can take a concubine only if he is forty and has no children.

The head of the Xia family, Xia Wuhou, loved his wife very much, but they had only one son.

This son of the Xia family is not only good-looking, but also very good at academics.

He has a reputation as a young prodigy.

Xia Wuhou and his wife had very high hopes for this son.

After careful cultivation, when he was fifteen, it was time for the boy to go out to study and visit famous teachers.

But he never came back. The Xia family found out that their son had met bandits.

But when Xia Wuhou went to check, he found that if the people they encountered were bandits seeking money, they would definitely loot all the money after killing them.

But it was obvious that his son still had some large banknotes in his arms.

Xia Wuhou was sure that the person who killed his son was not a bandit.

It’s just that the place where the accident happened was far away and remote, and when he got there, there was no evidence to be found.

What made Xia Wuhou most heartbroken was that after his wife found out about their son's situation, she could not bear the blow and became bedridden. She died within a year.

Within a year, his family was destroyed and his people died. If Xia Wuhou had not been obsessed with finding out who killed his son, he would have wanted to follow his wife and children long ago.

……

Inside the courtyard where the Xuan Kingdom envoys were staying, Xia Wuhou frowned, looked at the letter in front of him, and asked the follower in a deep voice.

"Who gave this to you?"

The attendant shook his head. "It was handed to me by a little beggar. I checked it and it's not poisonous. It's just the contents..."

He didn't know what to say, because if what was said in the letter was true, then this would be a big deal!

Marquis Xia Wu waved to his followers and waited until they left before opening the letter.

[If you want to know who killed your son, please go to Tingyu Pavilion in Juxian Pavilion at midnight tonight to see him.]

Just a simple sentence made Xia Wuhou breathe heavily and his eyes turned red.

Finding the murderer who killed his son has become his only motivation and obsession to survive.

Although he considered whether it was a trap set for him, he was unwilling to miss it as long as there was a glimmer of hope.

……

Xia Wuhou arrived at Tingyuxuan of Juxian Pavilion early in the morning and stared at the door of the private room.

When midnight arrived, Tingyuxuan's door was pushed open from the outside with a creaking sound. His back instantly straightened and he stared at the person who came.

I saw a man and a woman coming in. The man was handsome and not very old, probably almost 50 years old. There was still some youthfulness on his face, but he had a calm temperament.

The woman next to him looked like a young girl of 28 years old. Although her eyes were bound with a grey cloth, her face which was half exposed was already stunningly beautiful.

Xia Wuhou's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and there was a look of doubt and displeasure on his face as he asked.

"Are you looking for me?"

He now didn't believe that the person in front of him could know who killed his son.

"If I remember correctly, you are a remnant soldier who escaped from a certain garrison."

His tone was firm, as if he was warning Jing Rui, "I know everything about your background, so don't try to make up stories to deceive me."

Over the years, there have been many people who wanted to take advantage of his son's death and make him owe them favors.

Xia Wuhou thought that the person in front of him was probably being instructed by someone behind the scenes, but he didn't know what the purpose was.

Another idea was that the person in front of him might have known from somewhere that he wanted to find the murderer, and wanted to make some money from him.

After all, the person in front of him had a too ordinary background. He had been searching for the murderer for so many years but had no news. The other party was just a guy with nothing.

How is it possible to know who the murderer is?

Jing Rui remained calm in the face of Xia Wuhou's distrust. He first moved the chair into position for Qu Xinyue to sit down, and then sat down next to Qu Xinyue.

His calm and composed behavior surprised Xia Wuhou.

Xia Wuhou knew himself very well. He was a military general and had a certain amount of evil in him.

Normally, there are few people who are not afraid of him. Now he is full of aura, and this kid can do whatever he wants in front of him.

At this moment, Xia Wuhou put away the contempt in his heart, and looked at Jing Rui and Qu Xinyue with a little more curiosity.

He realized that the information he had obtained was probably wrong.

Otherwise, how could the remnant soldiers from a small garrison of a Yu country be so calm in front of him.

and……

Xia Wuhou glanced obscurely at Qu Xinyue, who had been very quiet since entering the room.

If the boy was not afraid of his aura, then the girl was abnormally calm.

There was more urgency and anticipation in Xia Wuhou's eyes.

"I'm Jing Rui."

Jing Rui went straight to the point.

Xia Wuhou was stunned for a moment, thinking that the name Jing Rui sounded somewhat familiar, and then he reacted.

Isn’t Jing Rui the little emperor of Hanjiang?

Perhaps it was because Hanjiang was so decadent in the past, so decadent that even dogs would shake their heads when they saw it.

That's why he doesn't take it too seriously.

No, it should not be said that he didn't care much. It was all the powerful people in the world who didn't take the little emperor of Hanjiang seriously.

Thinking about the rumors about Jing Rui, he looked at the restrained little emperor in front of him.

There was a smile in Xia Wuhou's eyes. It seemed that this little emperor was not as incompetent as the world said.

"The murderer you mentioned..." He looked at Jing Rui with burning eyes.

Jing Rui glanced at Xia Wuhou, dipped his hand in the tea in the cup, and silently wrote a name on the table.

Zhen Lang.

Xia Wuhou's pupils shrank, and he denied it quickly, "Impossible!"

Jing Rui looked at Xia Wuhou calmly and said lightly.

"In the thirteenth year of Qing'an, at 1:00 pm, Master Ling went to visit Wan Daru's residence in Luocheng. Passing by Blood Crow Valley, the sky suddenly became overcast, and a heavy rainstorm was about to arrive."

"Master Ling and his entourage were in a hurry to get on their way, and they didn't expect to see a team coming from the opposite direction. However, the two sides of the Blood Crow Valley were like a bottle belly, and the middle was like a bottleneck."

"The two teams were in a hurry to get on their way, and no one wanted to retreat to make way, so it was inevitable that some quarrels occurred, and in the melee, someone accidentally injured Master Ling."

"If Young Master Ling had received timely medical treatment, he would still have survived. However, after they knew Young Master Ling's identity, they were worried about causing unnecessary trouble, so they simply decided to kill him."

"We will completely destroy Young Master Ling's troops."

"boom--"

Xia Wuhou's eyes were red with anger when he heard this. He slapped the table in front of him hard with all his internal strength.

The tabletop endured the pain it shouldn't have endured and broke into pieces immediately.

Jing Rui was quick to rescue a cup of tea and stuffed it into Qu Xinyue's hand, muttering something.

"Fortunately, I saved a cup of tea. Yueyue, you can have some."

Qu Xinyue wanted to say that she was not thirsty, but facing Jing Rui's sincerity, she swallowed her words.

Although she didn't understand the relationship between men and women, her instinct told her.

When a man is willing to perform in front of you, never reject him forcefully. Instead, give him more opportunities to perform and give him more praise.

In this way, men will become more and more active in the future.

But if a man's performance is stifled at the beginning, he will not be diligent in performing in the future.

She took the teacup, and her soft fingers touched Jingrui's palm, and she seemed to be uncomfortably bending them.

This action seemed to be light and subtle, scratching Jingrui's palm.

Jing Rui's body stiffened, his hands trembled, and he suddenly looked up at Qu Xinyue.

Qu Xinyue had a peaceful smile on her face, and she looked obedient and gentle.

"Thank you." Her voice was soft, not rejecting his touch at all.

This realization made Jing Rui ecstatic. He pinched his thigh subconsciously to resist losing his composure in front of Xia Wuhou, an outsider.

Compared with Jing Rui's good mood, Xia Wuhou had entered a manic state at this time.

He wished he could go back immediately, pick up his three-meter-long sword, rush directly to Zhen Lang, and chop off the guy's head.

At this time, Qu Xinyue spoke.

"The order to kill Master Ling was not given by Zhen Lang at that time."

After a pause, he continued slowly in the gloomy expression on Xia Wuhou's face.

"It was Master Bei. Zhen Lang's team was escorting Master Bei at the time, and they refused to let Master Bei pass because they didn't want him to get wet in the rain."

"In fact, Master Ling's team had already walked most of the way in Blood Crow Valley at that time."

Xia Wuhou's face was as gloomy as water. The humble Heavenly Master was actually the Heavenly Master!

If there was only one Zhen Lang, he would kill him at all costs.

But the other party is a Heavenly Master, and a high and mighty Heavenly Master of Yu Country...

Not to mention that the Heavenly Master is surrounded by several top masters as bodyguards, even with the Heavenly Master's ability to plan everything for the best, how could he kill him at close range?

At that moment, Xia Wuhou felt bitter.

Besides that, he asked vigilantly: "What evidence do you have to prove that Zhen Lang and Bei Tianshi are the murderers of my son?"

Jing Rui looked at Qu Xinyue, feeling nervous.

According to his previous plan, he didn't want Yueyue to tell Xia Wuhou about the identity of the Heavenly Master.

Although standing before the world as a Heavenly Master is glorious and glorious, it also carries great dangers.

Especially a country like Hanjiang, which is relatively weak in both national strength and capabilities, may not be able to protect her.

But Yueyue said that only after she proved her identity could she gain the trust of Xia Wuhou.

Facing Yueyue's determination, Jingrui felt complicated and moved, and secretly swore in his heart that he would protect Yueyue no matter what.

I must never let Yueyue down in the future.

Xia Wuhou narrowed his eyes with an unfathomable dark light. He looked deeply at Qu Xinyue, who was still as calm as before, and reminded her in a deep voice.

"If you can't prove that what you said is false, don't blame me for thinking that you have ulterior motives in what you said today. Aren't you afraid that I will tell Zhen Lang and Master Bei what you said today?"

Qu Xinyue let out a pleasant chuckle.

"How can Xia Wuhou not believe it? You can go to Gaomi, but the result may be that they will kill you."

Upon hearing this, Xia Wuhou's face turned dark.

Indeed, if Zhen Lang and Bei Tianshi were the murderers he had been searching for for many years, as long as they knew that he had come into contact with the truth, they would be in a life-and-death situation.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like he is an idiot who personally sent himself to be killed...

Qu Xinyue glanced at the sky outside the window. The stars were twinkling in the distant sky and the moonlight was bright.

"A comet is about to fall." She murmured.

The topic changed too quickly, and Xia Wuhou, who was still angry and controlled by emotions, was stunned.

He frowned slightly and looked at the night sky outside the window.

The night is quiet, there is no comet!

As soon as the thought came to mind, several bright stars, dragging long streaks of light, crossed the night sky.

Xia Wuhou: ...

His eyes widened in shock. When the night sky returned to calm, he suddenly turned to look at Qu Xinyue and asked in a tense voice.

"How did the girl know that a comet would fall?"

Qu Xinyue's lips curled slightly and answered, "Of course."

After saying that, she took out three copper coins, just ordinary, unremarkable copper coins.

"Do you want to have your fortune told? It's free of charge."

Xia Wuhou looked at Qu Xinyue in doubt and surprise, and a strange thought flashed through his mind.

But this idea was so shocking that he quickly denied his own guess.

It was probably a coincidence, Xia Wuhou told himself.

But for some reason, he was still eager to ask Qu Xinyue to produce evidence to prove that what he said was true and to prove the authenticity of the murderer.

Now I can barely suppress the anxiety in my heart.

He picked up three coins, held them in his palm, silently thought about the problem in his heart, then released his palm and threw the three coins.