When a straight man is bound to the matchmaker system [Transmigration Book]

Fang Muci said these words, and the surroundings suddenly fell into a dead silence, as if the picture had stopped alive.

Everyone's eyes focused on the snow-white forearm in unison, and saw a dark red flame-shaped pattern in the center of the smooth skin, which was particularly obvious.

How can they not know this thing——

It was exactly the same as when Cheng Yao pulled out the ancient sword five years ago, the mark on the back of his hand was exactly the same.

"This is impossible!" Qin Xiu suddenly slapped the armrest and stood up, pointing at Fang Muci with trembling fingers, "How could the ancient sword have two sword masters?"

The imprint on Fang Chengyao's hand was announced to the world at the beginning, and he even asked a painter to rub it down. Now it is hung in the most conspicuous place of Minghua Palace. How could it be fake?

Compared to Qin Xiu's gaffe, Fang Yu looked much calmer, his expression was gloomy, his right hand hidden in his sleeve seemed to be caressing something quietly, and a white light appeared under the long sleeve.

"Ci'er, please explain this situation to the emperor clearly." He raised his hand to stop Qin Xiu's words, his eyes fell on Fang Muci, and his tone of voice could not hear the emotion.

"Father, Emperor Mingjian," Fang Muci bowed calmly, and when he got up, he walked forward a few steps without any trace, and opened the distance between himself and Fang Shunhua:

"Actually, the person who pulled out the ancient sword was not the eldest brother, but the daughter herself. It's just that I am a daughter after all, and it is also the first time I am faced with such a big scene. I was at a loss for a while..."

Naturally, she would not greet Qin Xiu, after all, when she was wronged a few days ago, the other party probably wanted her to pay with blood.

"It just so happened that Gu Jian and the sword master had a mutual connection. My daughter was undecided at first, but it was Gu Jian's sword spirit who suddenly appeared and came up with a way to make Li replace Tao's stiffness for me."

She had a serious beard in front of her, and Luo Huaqing pursed her lips into a smile behind her, and immediately sent a thought to Chen Ming: "I didn't expect my Xiao Ming to be so capable."

Chen Ming's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably.

Yes, I really laughed out loud.

He didn't expect that Fang Muci would put the blame on himself.

But this is the safest way. After all, if she hadn't secretly changed her identity, Fang Chengyao might not have to bear the identity of the master of the ancient sword and become a living target for all forces.

But in this way, he also couldn't ascend to the crown prince's position smoothly and occupy the East Palace for so many years.

It can only be said that what is gained is bound to be lost, and the heavens will spare no one.

"My miserable Yao'er..." Qin Xiu's legs were weak, and he fell down on the soft chair with a miserable expression on his face.

The crown prince she has been proud of for many years turned out to be a fake sword master. The shock of the truth is not insignificant. At this moment, she is like a drowning person, gasping for breath, refusing to let go of the last hope :

"What evidence do you have that what you say is true?"

Fang Muci sneered: "Since I dare to stand here, I must be telling the truth. Just look at the flame imprint on the back of my hand. Compared with the one on the elder brother's hand, both the color and the outline are much clearer and deeper. .”

"Furthermore, during this trip to Yeliu Island, there was no connection between my elder brother and Gu Jian. Not only could I not sense the echo between the dragon veins and the sword master, I couldn't even summon Gu Jian's sword spirit."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the accompanying guards, or present the ancient sword for a try."

Her words were so loud that Fang Shunhua stood aside, but couldn't help frowning.

Unexpectedly, she dared to ignore their previous agreement.

Originally, according to the plan, today's interview only required him to accuse Fang Ziyu with blood and tears, and Fang Ziyu could be framed. Fang Muci only had to play the role of the crying little white flower.

But why did she rashly reveal the identity of the ancient sword master without even informing him in advance?

His teeth were itching with hatred in his heart, but his face remained calm, he only wanted to delay the time, and first knocked Fang Ziyu down before saying:

"I didn't expect the owner of the ancient sword to be someone else, but after all, the ancient sword has just been repaired, and it is not convenient to use it when it is stored in the enchantment of the Cangwu Hall. Why don't we first clarify the truth behind the death of the big emperor brother, It’s not too late to think about it.”

Hearing this, Fang Yu smiled inexplicably, his eyes darkened slightly: "It's okay, I will send guards to fetch the ancient sword, and you guys can explain the situation here at ease, so naturally there will be no delay."

For some reason, Fang Yu, who has always been easy to talk, suddenly became tough, as if he would let the situation develop, and I would stand still.

When the plan failed, Fang Shunhua secretly gritted his silver teeth, and said with a sneer: "Then I will follow my father's holy will."

He was about to say something to save the situation, but Fang Muci smiled slightly, and stopped looking at him, but suddenly looked at Fang Ziyu who was not far away: "Third brother, although you are facing me with swords in the sky prison, but in my heart Always believe that you are not such a cold-blooded and heartless person."

The abruptness of her attitude caused everyone present to be a little dazed, Fang Ziyu suddenly raised his eyes, and said tensely, "What do you mean by that?"

No matter how you think about it, Fang Muci at this moment should hate him to the bone. After all, he is the biggest suspect in Bai Yunxiao's death, and he bears suspicious curse marks on his body, so it is impossible to get rid of the crime.

Why would she give herself a chance to defend herself at this juncture?

As if he had expected his reaction, Fang Muci raised his eyebrows, took out two snow-white pills from the front, and walked up to him with the pills: "Since the third brother may have suffered unfair injustice like me, if you can trust me I, might as well take this marrow washing pill and try it out. If you and I are not the murderers who murdered the big emperor brother, then the curse marks on our backs can be cleared away by it."

"This is my Changfengmen's unique secret recipe. It is specially used to remove abnormal bruises all over the body." She smiled unabated. .”

After finishing speaking, she took one of them and put it into her mouth without hesitation. The special marrow washing pill immediately melted with the body fluid, spreading to the whole body with a sweet taste and warmth.After a while, she half-taken off her outer robe with a sneer, and under a translucent snow-white inner garment, the back visible to the naked eye was as clean as before, and where were there any bruises left?

Seeing this, Fang Ziyu didn't hesitate any longer, opened his mouth and swallowed the marrow washing pill, and after a few breaths, he took off his coat, and the curse marks on his back also disappeared.

"This...how is this possible..."

Qin Xiu completely lost the last bit of strength to support his body, gasped and collapsed on the chair, his face was no different from the white paper: "Could it be that Yao'er's death really has nothing to do with you?"

"What's the meaning of Fourth Sister?" Fang Shunhua's sharp eyes swept over, "I brought you here today to express my feelings to the emperor father and wash away your grievances... It's another thing for you to help third brother like this... what for?"

The plan was completely disrupted, and at this moment, he was completely relying on his deep self-cultivation to restrain himself so as not to lose his composure:

"And this marrow washing pill is also very weird. Since you keep saying that the bruises on your back can be removed, how can you prove that your return to normal is not another way to cover up the marks?"

"Second brother, don't be impatient," Fang Muci looked back leisurely, with a playful smile, "Just now I didn't say that I was trying to cover up the traces behind my back. You are so convincing, do you know something inside?"

"What's more, the elixir that my third brother and I took was not a marrow washing elixir at all..."

Before she finished speaking, Fang Shunhua immediately felt a gust of wind coming from behind him. He didn't even care to dodge, and the clothes behind him were torn apart!

Almost at the same time, Luo Huaqing fluttered back to the original place, retracted the golden glow in his sleeve, and immediately returned the Xuantian Blade to its sheath.

The accident happened suddenly, Fang Shunhua had a bad heart, and before he could cover his empty back, there were bursts of exclamations from around him:

"Why does the Second Highness have the same bruises on the back?"

"Could it be that he is..."

"It's outrageous..."

The palace servants who didn't know the inside story spoke one after another, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became weird and abnormal, and there was even a faint sense of crisis surging one after another.

Fang Muci's hands hidden in his long sleeves were clenched into fists, and he let out a trembling breath.

In fact, she was not absolutely sure before tearing Fang Shunhua's clothes.

The planning of Fang Shunhua and the person behind him is really watertight, but they have calculated everything and arranged everything, but they have ignored the most important point——

The Danyang proton Ming Changye they used to murder Fang Chengyao was originally a close friend of that person for many years.

Since Fang Shunhua's ambitions were exposed, Luo Huaqing discussed a plan with Bai Jinman and others after leaving Chanyin Temple.

The backlash of the bone-killing curse will inevitably fall on the last caster of the spell. Ming Changye and Fang Chengyao have been friends for many years, and they will not be unfeeling; and the person behind Fang Shunhua has always been cautious, and he will never agree to murder on his back because of this. As a result, the only possible candidate for the role of the caster of the spell is Fang Shunhua.

After all, with such a confidential matter, with his cunning and suspicion, he would definitely not want to lie to others.

After splitting up last night, Luo Huaqing returned to Chanyin Temple to discuss countermeasures with Fang Muci, while Bai Jinman and Ruochen sneaked into Qingli Proton Mansion overnight and went directly to Ming Changye.

Changfengmen has its own way to force people to tell the truth. Fortunately, Ming Changye himself could no longer bear the torment of guilt. They didn't take much trouble to get that person to explain the cause and effect in detail, and got Fang Chengyao from him. Handwriting left before death:

The evil curse marks on the backs of Fang Muci and Fang Ziyu's brothers and sisters were produced by a special visible elixir, which cannot be removed by ordinary means, but it can be melted and disappeared immediately by baking at high temperature.

So he deliberately found a few body-forging pills from Changfengmen. After a large amount of this pill is taken by the Yuanli people, it will stimulate the boiling of the Yuanli in the body, and the strength of the Yuanli people will be raised to a higher level in a short time. To a certain extent, taking a small amount will cause the body to heat up, which coincides with this.

The so-called Xisui Dan is just an excuse to deceive people.

"Second brother, this is the end of the matter, don't you have anything to explain to us?"

The mocking and indifferent laughter brought back Fang Shunhua's reason, his heart was beating extremely fast, but his tone was terrifyingly calm:

"It's ridiculous, I don't know what nonsense you are talking about, fourth sister, second brother kindly saved your life, but you bite back and talk nonsense in front of your father, queen and queen..."

He was still waiting to continue his sarcasm, but suddenly a deep voice shouted from the throne in front of him:

"Enough! Fang Shunhua, how long do you want to mess around!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings instantly fell into a complete dead silence.

Fang Shunhua's smile froze for an instant, and he raised his head in a daze, his eyes met the person who spoke unexpectedly——

It was Fang Yu, his father wearing a dragon robe, looking at him with cold and disgusted eyes, as if he was not looking at his own children, but some disgusting ugly thing.

"Last night, someone sent me Yao'er's handwriting," Fang Yu said in a deep voice, "He told me in his own hand that Ci'er is the master of the ancient sword, and someone else murdered him."

"If what Ci'er said is the truth, then Ziyu, what do you think about it?"

His gaze passed Fang Shunhua and landed on Fang Ziyu, without even leaving a chance to defend himself.

The shock in my heart couldn't be added, but Fang Ziyu is not a fool, why can't he see that the current situation is a great opportunity for him to clean up, so he immediately turned his mind and told all the relevant details that he could remember:

"My son... my son also felt very puzzled. I rushed to the prison that day. It was because someone came to report in a hurry that someone was robbing the prison. I didn't have time to think about it in a hurry, so I hurriedly led The personal guards went to stop..."

The more he spoke, the more he frowned:

"My son remembers that not long after our conflict with Changfengmen, some strange people suddenly mixed into the team. They were dressed in the armor of personal guards and the white robes of Changfengmen, so the two sides did not immediately find them. ...Afterwards, it seemed that someone attacked Erchen from behind, and when Erchen woke up from a coma, the head of the White Gate had already died, and his personal guards were also damaged..."

Seeing that Fang Ziyu's facts were almost the same as Luo Huaqing's speculation the night before, Fang Muci couldn't help but admire in his heart, and cast a grateful look behind him, and then immediately made up for Fang Shunhua with a fatal blow:

"What the third brother said should be the truth. There were indeed a lot of people with unknown backgrounds mixed into the Changfengmen that day, and I was also conspired to be unconscious."

"Although according to the second brother, it happened that he happened to save my life that night because he happened to lead his entourage on a night tour and passed by the Chanyin Temple, so father and daughter have to wonder why those unknown people treated me To face the third brother with swords, but not to attack the second brother at all?"

"Is it a coincidence, or has it been arranged?"

Her clear and lingling eyes swept over her, her aura was overwhelming, Fang Shunhua only felt the ringing in her ears, and couldn't think of a reason to respond for a while.

When did Fang Muci know these inside stories?How could she know everything about what she arranged?

Or is it that the tenderness and flattery and sincere thanks a few days ago were just her disguise?

It's really disgusting...

A heart sank heavily, and the temperature in his eyes was taken away by a little bit, replaced by a hatred that was as hard as poisonous fangs.

Although neither side continued to say anything, certain truths are already self-evident. Fang Yu sat on the throne with a sullen face, his fingers deeply embedded in the wooden armrests, with such force that his entire skin was exposed. blue and white.

What kind of terrifying existence is Qingli Emperor's Heir?For the sake of power, the prince did not hesitate to murder his own elder brother, even did everything possible to blame innocent siblings, even put them to death at the hands of others, and then plucked himself clean...

What kind of wolf ambition is this, and what kind of monster Fang Yu has raised!

"Send my will..."

He just opened his mouth in a trembling voice, but suddenly there was a miserable cry from outside the door:

"Your Majesty, something is wrong! Just now, a group of men in black rushed into the Cangwu Palace, burned the palace without explanation, and took away the ancient sword. General Xiao led the hussar battalion to chase after him, but there has been no response until now!"

It was really a wave of unrest, and another wave, the sudden news caught everyone by surprise, but Fang Shunhua suddenly sacrificed his natal spirit before the others came back to their senses.

His natal spirit weapon is the demon-subduing pestle. It is ironic to say that he has the most vicious heart of a snake and a scorpion. It means vulgar, and the whole body is covered with dazzling platinum light, which is overwhelming.

It's just that the murderous intent contained in it was equally fierce. Before others noticed it, he raised the tip of the pestle with his backhand and stabbed Fang Muci's unsuspecting back fiercely!

Since this person is the sword master of the ancient sword, he is the biggest obstacle on the road of his plan. Only by eradicating her will he have the chance to be recognized by the ancient sword...

He stabbed forward crazily, seeing that the deadly sharp blade was about to pierce the man's thin back, but a slender and graceful palm suddenly protruded from the oblique thrust, and it was as slow as grasping a flower, easily Stop his movements!

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There may be another update at night, depending on my physical strength. . .

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