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

The sound of chasing footsteps behind him was not far away, Fang Shunhua wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes were as ruthless as a poisoned knife.

After all the calculations, he didn't expect that his father had already understood everything, not only disrupted his plan completely, but even secretly strengthened the defense of the palace guards. Half of the guards around him had already been lost.

Fortunately...he had made an appointment with that person in advance to meet him outside the palace.

Secretly resentful in his heart, he was full of remorse at the moment.At the beginning, I really underestimated Fang Muci. I thought she was just a woman who was stunned by the accident, but I didn't expect that she was hiding such deep thoughts.

It was really a careless move, and the whole game was lost.

From Jiuque Palace to the agreed southeast outskirts of Yaofeng City, which was tens of miles away, he rode on the fast horse prepared by his subordinates and galloped all the way, but arrived at the destination in just a few quarters of an hour.

The man was waiting here as promised, and there were a large number of people standing behind him. The clothes on his body were black and embroidered with complicated cloud patterns, which was quite different from Qingli's style.

Fang Shunhua frowned, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

According to the prior agreement between him and the other party, if he succeeded in persuading Fang Yu to punish Fang Ziyu in the palace, he would be sure to ascend to the position of the East Palace, and then someone would notify them to enter the Jiuque Palace from the southeast;

And if the task fails, the other party will wait in place to respond and try to protect him from Yaofeng City.But since it was for two-handed preparations for entering the palace or fleeing, why did he bring such a well-equipped team over?

The man in the black robe raised his eyelids leisurely, his indifferent eyes swept over Fang Shunhua's embarrassed description and the scattered people behind him, and said with a faint smile:

"...It seems that the Second Highness's trip is not going well."

The ridicule and indifference in his voice immediately tightened Fang Shunhua's nerves, and he couldn't help feeling faintly uneasy.

The bargaining chip that I agreed with this person is the manpower and materials of Qingli Kingdom and the ancient sword of Lan Zhen. It is said that I am not good at starting the teacher, and it is also a waste of all previous efforts for him...

Why can't I see a trace of disappointment in this person's eyes?

"Your Majesty, what a big battle," Fang Shunhua sneered, "It's a pity that the incident happened suddenly, and Fang Muci did not act according to your and my guesses. For the current plan, I'm afraid that you and I will have to leave Yaofeng City temporarily, and then make a long-term plan. .”

"It's such a pity." The man raised his lips, "I have to thank the Second Highness for planning these days, but right now, whether you succeed or not doesn't have much influence on my plan."

"...What do you mean by His Majesty's words?"

Fang Shunhua's voice tightened: "Now that the Qingli Emperor's heir is withered, and the master of the ancient sword is a woman, even if the father wants to say that he is the fourth younger sister, the people in the world may not agree... I am not in a desperate situation."

A fear that he would no longer be useful seized him suddenly.

The man in Xuanpao sighed helplessly: "Second Highness, perseverance is certainly a precious spirit, but it must also be based on the possibility of your comeback."

"Could it be," he lowered his eyes, "now you still think that you are still valuable?"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Shunhua's pupils constricted, and he suddenly took a few steps back in a hurry!

The murderous aura around the man suddenly shot out like a peacock spreading its tail. The absolute crushing power made him frightened instantly, and he suddenly realized that his life was in danger.

If you stay here again, you may be killed!

Fang Shunhua's reaction was not unpleasant, he returned to the fast horse almost in the blink of an eye, grabbed the reins and kicked the stirrups.

His Yuanli cultivation base is too far from the opponent's, and he can't support the long-distance and fast escape at all. Right now, he can only try to escape from this place first, and then make a living.

But before he had time to get on the horse, there was a chill in his chest, and the iron chains as thick as his wrists suddenly protruded from the front, and the blood splattered immediately dyed the gold-embroidered royal robe red.

His chest was unexpectedly pierced by this thick iron chain.

At first, Fang Shunhua didn't feel any strong pain, but warm liquid gushed out from his mouth continuously, and the scorching red flowed down his jaw, interweaving with the wet marks on his front to form a bloody color.

The strength of his whole body was drained in an instant, and as the iron chain was pulled back without hesitation, he immediately fell from the horse panting and fell to the ground, limp on the dirty mud.

The heavenly nobleman, with the appearance of gold and jade, collapsed in the dust like mud at this time, and could be trampled on casually.

The man in the black robe walked forward nonchalantly, with the toe of his shoe resting half a foot in front of Fang Shunhua, he said with a leisurely smile, "Since the Second Highness chooses to cooperate with me, he should have guessed what kind of risks there will be."

"However, thanks to your help, I was able to get the ancient Lanzhen sword smoothly," he rubbed the dust on the ground with his feet, "It is only a matter of time before the ancient sword enters Xuanyin territory, so it is no big deal for you to know the truth. "

"What...the truth..."

Fang Shunhua murmured, the sharp pain in his chest became tighter and tighter, and the oozing blood had already overflowed in shallow pools under his body.

He was already powerless to think, his fingers twitched and wanted to grab something, but the man in the black robe stepped on him.

"Your fourth sister is not the real owner of Lan Zhen's ancient sword."

This sentence made Fang Shunhua's almost slack consciousness suddenly condense. He was about to open his mouth to ask, but the man suddenly increased the strength on his feet, and the piercing pain immediately invaded his whole body. He choked out a few mouthfuls of blood, breathing It became more and more rapid and weak.

The man raised the sole of his shoe, glanced at the bloody hand with some disgust, and said coldly: "The sword master thought he hid his identity well, but the pearl of rice grains also shines brightly. Not worth mentioning."

Just like the woman who snatched the love from her father many years ago and pushed her mother and concubine to a desperate situation, in the end, she could only live and die in her own hands.

"Who is it... Who is it..." Fang Shunhua raised his bloody fingers tremblingly to ask for clarification, but the man smiled and raised the thick chain in his hand:

"Unfortunately, I don't want to talk about it anymore."

Before he finished speaking, the chain was inserted deeply into Fang Shunhua's neck, extinguishing his last sliver of life.

"Because that person has already arrived."

Retracting the chain neatly and holding it in his hand, the man in the black robe took a step back and raised his eyes with a smile on his face:

"Long time no see, Second Brother."

Not far in front of him, Luo Huaqing walked slowly with Chen Ming in his arms, his face ashen.

After Fang Shunhua escaped from the Jiuque Palace, he contacted Qiu Hezi and Wei Mingjiao's team waiting outside the palace, and followed the man's escape path along the way, but he didn't expect the other party to be so ruthless. Seeing Fang Shunhua's plan If you fail, you don't hesitate to get rid of it.

Really did not lose its usual standard.

The call of "Second Brother" made Luo Huaqing feel uncomfortable instinctively, and after pondering for a moment, he responded coldly: "Luo Qian, don't be hypocritical, you entered the border of Qingli without authorization and slaughtered the heirs of a country, do you know what the consequences will be? "

He originally thought that that person was only making waves in Xuanyin's territory at most, but he didn't expect to be able to extend his tentacles so far, and even directly killed Qingli's royal family on the spot.

What the hell is this guy trying to do!

Luo Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful look on his face, as if he felt that Luo Huaqing's question was not worth answering at all.

He thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Brother doesn't really care about the consequences, I'm just curious, the person in the arms of the second brother was transformed by the sword spirit of Lan Zhen Ancient Sword?"

Luo Huaqing's complexion immediately turned pale when he heard his words, and the memory flashed before his eyes like a shadow, and all the fragments and strange developments that could not be connected in the past were all answered:

"Could it be that you also managed to go to Yeliu Island?"

Perhaps what's more, the person in front of him was responsible for the damage to the ancient sword they went to Yeliu Island?

The change of expression on his face fell into Luo Qian's eyes: "There are many rare treasures in the dragon veins of Yeliu Island, and it is also the place where Lan Zhen's ancient sword was forged. I have longed for it for a long time, why can't I go and find out? There, I also found many interesting things..."

Pale fingers stroked into the skirt of his clothes, and took out a bronze mirror-like object. Luo Qian raised his fingertips and placed them on the mirror, rubbing them gently.

The mutation happened at this moment, and Chen Ming, who was lying in Luo Huaqing's arms, suddenly frowned tightly, trembling all over, and vomited a mouthful of blood in a "wow"!

"what are you doing!"

Luo Huaqing felt a pain in his heart, and the vitality in the palm of his right hand burst out suddenly, and the Xuantian Blade came out of its sheath in response, and rushed towards Luo Qian with a whistling sound!

When he left Xuanyin four years ago, Luo Qian was only a second-class elemental force user. Without any external force, it was absolutely impossible to close the disparity between the fifth-level elemental force in just a few years.

Luo Qian's long hair was fluttered by Xuantianren's tyrannical aura, but there was no trace of panic on his face, he just raised his right hand indifferently, and the thick chain was lifted up, facing the Xuantianren's blade head-on !

His natal spiritual martial is this black snake chain, which has only a single attribute of the metal system, but due to the mutation of the elemental force at birth, it also has some characteristics of the thunder attribute.It's a pity that this mutation didn't bring all the benefits. Although the thunder attribute can be called a talent, but his energy when he awakened was extremely thin. The level of second-class Yuanli.

At that time, he was already close to the weak crown.

The speed of Yuanli cultivation is closely related to Yuanli. Before the age of 25 is the fastest time to cultivate Yuanli. Once missed, the speed of cultivation will be greatly slowed down.If one cannot reach the level of the fifth-class Yuanli before the age of 25, it is afraid that it will be difficult to reach the realm of Yuanli master in one's life.

Luo Qian is undoubtedly one of the weakest talents among them. He has just broken through the second-level Yuanli at the age of 20, and it is impossible for him to reach the level above the fifth-class Yuanli in just five years.

But what was unexpected was that the moment the black snake chain came into contact with the Xuantian blade, not only did he not lose the wind, but even faint traces of cold air appeared from the chain, which was equal to the three-attribute light flowing on the Xuantian blade, and at the same time It is constantly eroding the edge of brilliance.

How can this be?

The natal spirit and the user are connected with each other, and Luo Huaqing immediately felt the feedback from Xuantianren:

Although there is still a considerable gap between Luo Qian's Yuanli and his own in terms of total amount, it is extremely solid and viscous, even highly corrosive, gradually absorbing the other party's Yuanli unintentionally, and using it for his own use.

"What method did you use..." Luo Huaqing's voice was a little hoarse, he was obsessed with Chen Ming's state, his emotions were turbulent, and the love gu in his body was faintly showing signs of attack again, his face was pale.

His reaction seemed to be expected by Luo Qian, his thin lips curled up, and he stroked the thick body of the black snake chain, with a gentle expression on his face:

"Since the total amount of Yuanli can't achieve the effect I want, I might as well work hard on the quality of Yuanli. This mutated Thunder attribute is worth using, plus signing a contract with the Yin-eating Monsters, I can capture them The power is for my own use, and now I have tried it, and it seems that the effect is really good."

Yin-devouring demon... This term made Luo Huaqing terrified in an instant.

When he was young, Qiu Hezi once told himself that apart from relying on the usual method of increasing the total amount of Yuanli through cultivation, there is another extremely risky method——

Bound spirit.

The so-called spirit binding is to sign contracts with monsters and beasts full of aura in the world, and then pay a certain price in exchange for their power for your own use.

For the Yuanli practitioners who work hard day and night, binding spirits is tantamount to asking foreign aid to cheat. If this phenomenon is allowed to continue to develop, not only will there be no fairness in the competition for Yuanli, but the spirit beasts in the world will also lose their strength. It has been greatly reduced, so this method has been strictly prohibited since its birth, and it can be called a minefield that Yuanli people must never cross.

What's more, accepting spirit binding is also a thankless task for spirit beasts. Except for evil monsters who feed on the essence, energy, and flesh of living people, it is often difficult for them to get the price they need from the power masters. Therefore, even if those who have the strength do not hesitate to take the risk, there are only a very small number of people who can find the object of the spirit-binding contract.

The Yin-eating monsters mentioned by Luo Qian are the most sinister and unpredictable group among the above-mentioned demons.

The Yin Devourer was born in the place where the resentment is the strongest. It feeds on the resentment from the death of spirit beasts and the Yin energy derived from evil things. It is powerful, but because of its bloodthirsty nature, it is collectively resisted by spirit beasts. It only lives in remote dark corner

If what Luo Qian said is true, he really obtained great power from the Yin Devourer, and the price must be a large amount of flesh and blood energy, such consumption cannot be satisfied by one person at all...

Looking at the man's frighteningly thin figure and extremely pale face, Luo Huaqing couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said:

"... How many lives have you sacrificed to strengthen your energy?"

"Hahahahahahahaha, what's the use of arguing about this now?" Luo Qian laughed out loud indifferently, with a strong roar in his chest, "If my goal can be achieved, I don't care about those so-called sacrifice... Speaking of which, I have something to remind you."

He raised the palm-sized mirror towards Luo Huaqing: "This is the mirror I got from the dragon veins of Yeliu Island. Its function is very simple, it ignores space and distance, and directly exerts the power on the mirror to appear of things."

"You might as well guess what I put in this mirror?"

"...Lan Zhen ancient sword, is it?" Luo Huaqing almost gritted his silver teeth, "What good will it do you if you destroy the ancient sword again? Master Guichen has already told the world that although it can be restored after this damage, If there is a next time..."

"Second brother, what are you talking about? Do you think I'm such a stupid person like you?" Luo Qian didn't realize how mean his words were, and the smile on Luo Qian's face didn't change, "Who says restraint? The mere sword spirit can only take the method of destroying the ancient sword?"

"As you can see, in the team I used to escort the ancient sword to Xuan Yin, I placed a few Yin-devouring monsters to accompany it."

"Since I have provided them with a considerable amount of flesh and energy, it is not a bad idea to do something for me." Luo Qian licked the corners of his lips leisurely, "It is very easy to cross the ancient sword and hurt the sword spirit. What the spirit body resists the most is the cold resentment. I only need to manipulate the Yin-eating demon to input the resentment into the heart of the ancient sword through the Ying Ying mirror. Naturally, on the premise of keeping the sword intact, it can make the sword spirit unbearable. .”

Feeling the painful twisting of the person in his arms, Luo Huaqing clenched his fists, his nerves tensed to the extreme: "...how can you let him go?"

Luo Qian's Yuanli was far stronger than he imagined, and he was not absolutely sure that he would forcibly take back the spiritual creature that threatened Chen Ming's life before the other party triggered the mirror again.

And what he can't afford to let go of in this world is Chen Ming's life.

"It's very simple, let the team that was going to stop the ancient sword stop immediately, and then ensure that I leave the Qingli territory safely." Luo Qian tilted his head and smiled evilly, and said mockingly, "This is not difficult for you, second brother, After all, you are currently a celebrity under the 'Sword Master'. In addition, His Royal Highness Qingli has committed the heinous crime of murdering his brother and framing him. Even according to the law of Qingli, he should pay his life. My move is just to let the predetermined result happen in advance, and What's wrong?"

He raised his foot and kicked Fang Shunhua's body: "Look at how ugly this person looks, but I think that if the sword spirit you have been thinking about died of resentment, the situation will be hundreds of times more miserable than the person in front of you." .”

"Luo Qian, don't push people too far!"

The veins on Luo Huaqing's forehead bulged, and he was almost out of anger: "You are making trouble in Xuanyin's country, and now you want to disrupt the situation in Qingli country, what is your intention?!"

"My brother will tell you, but it's not now." Luo Qian stopped looking at him and turned around leisurely, "If this delay continues, I'm afraid not only the team chasing the ancient sword, but even the Qingli Nine Towers Palace Even if you want to protect me, it will be too late."

"Although there is no way to retreat completely, it is still more than enough to summon the Yin Devourer to destroy this little sword spirit."

He is... naked, threatening Chen Ming's life!

Luo Huaqing's chest heaved violently, his fingers trembled, and after a while, he reluctantly unfolded the folding paper spirit in his hand.

This is the contact method that he and Bai Jinman arranged in advance. If the situation changes, they will be notified in time through the paper stacking spirit.The folding paper spirit he sent out just now was a sign of stopping the action.

At this moment, he has no other choice, because the mirror of Yingying can reflect the real situation where the ancient sword is located. Once he finds out that Bai Jinman and the others are secretly chasing after him, with Luo Qian's ruthless and decisive temperament, he may immediately send the Yin demon to attack Gu Jian. The sword heart of the sword.

In that case, it was impossible for Chen Ming to bear it, and this was something he absolutely did not want to see.

"So good."

Observing the condition of the ancient sword through the mirror, Luo Qian's brows gradually stretched, as if he was very satisfied with Luo Huaqing's cooperation:

"I don't know how the second brother plans to escort Wei brother back to Xuanyin territory?"

"Luo Qian, don't push yourself too hard. Today I have tolerated you the most. See you tomorrow, and I will settle the bad debts between you and me one by one."

Trying hard to suppress her voice so as not to shout angrily, Luo Huaqing's phoenix eyes locked tightly on the person in front of her, her gaze was so focused that water dripped out:

"If you go about ten miles to the southeast, you can find a dilapidated official road between the canyons. It used to be the only way from Yaofeng City to the north, but now a new road has been repaired. Put it out of use."

"I don't think I need to say more about the following things."

"Second brother is a smart man who understands the principles of judging the situation and the situation, so he wouldn't mess with me on the way back."

Luo Qian looked back at him, and a smile appeared on his pale cheeks: "Then brother is looking forward to meeting you again in Xuanyin."

As soon as the words fell, he calmly turned around and mounted his horse, leading a large number of Xuanyin soldiers and marching towards the southeast.

Watching the crowd in black clothes and heavy armor slowly walk away, Luo Huaqing frowned tightly, only feeling that the blood in his whole body suddenly became cold, and his veins were jerky and painful.

This was one of the few confrontations between him and Luo Qian, but he was completely defeated.

Ever since his mother and concubine were conspired to death, he and his younger sister Luo Bingxi have been living under the shadow of this person, whether it's the intentional or unintentional troubles in terms of food and clothing, the sinister assassins who appear from time to time, or the more indifferent cast of father. He is powerless to resist the vision, and can only expand his undeveloped wings to protect the people he values ​​by silently increasing his strength.

However, everything just showed signs of improvement, and he was dispatched to Qingli as a proton again, and had to leave his hometown and his own country.

Being in a foreign land for many years is tantamount to depriving him of the qualification to inherit Xuanyin's great lineage. However, everything has its own will in the dark, and after going around, the ancient sword of Lanzhen still chooses himself, which invisibly pushes him back again. On the cusp of the original storm.

He spent a lot of energy to win the support of the Qingli royal family, and even went to Yeliu Island at the risk of going to Yeliu Island. He didn't expect that in the end, he still couldn't stop the man from taking the ancient sword away from his eyes, and even once again took what he valued. Human life is played between applause.

This taught him how to be calm and how to be willing!

"Luo Qian..."

Just uttering this name, his lips and teeth were full of blood, and the scorching remorse and tooth-gnashing hatred permeated his chest, almost making him unable to breathe.

"Master!" He was delayed here for a while, enough for the Weiming Sect team led by Mo Zheng Jinyan and others to follow up.

Seeing their leader standing on the spot with a dismal expression, and a bloody corpse lying down not far in front of him, it seemed to be the Second Highness Qingli, who was full of ambitions before, and everyone couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"The Fourth Highness Qingli and the Imperial Palace's personal guards are about ten miles behind me, and they will arrive here in less than an hour." Mo Zheng looked around, his expression gradually becoming serious, "I don't know how the leader plans to deal with the current situation?"

"...The eldest prince Xuanyin colluded with His Royal Highness Qingli secretly, intending to seek power and usurp the throne. After the conspiracy was revealed, internal strife broke out. The latter was ambushed and died, while the former led a large number of soldiers. We can gather reinforcements in a short time There is no way to prevent them from leaving.”

Luo Huaqing rubbed the center of his brows wearily, pursed his lips lightly, showing a cool arc: "I will truthfully inform the Fourth Highness of the situation, and she will make a decision later."

"But in this way..."

Mo Zheng was going to persuade him to think about it for a while, but Luo Huaqing shook his head resolutely: "Luo Qian is far more ruthless and decisive than I expected. If we don't fight to win the full support of the Qingli royal family as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fight with him." Confronting head-on... As for how to express my feelings to His Royal Highness, I have my own way."

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, since Lan Zhen's ancient sword has placed this majestic destiny on his shoulders, all he has to do is boldly carry it.

"By the way, I have to trouble you to help me take care of Xiao Ming for the time being." He raised his hand to wipe away the blood stains from the corner of Chen Ming's mouth, "Luo Qian used the Yin Devourer to injure the ancient sword sword heart, I'm not sure about Xiao Ming's condition, but right now You have to face the Fourth Highness first."

"Don't worry, Master. This subordinate will escort Madam back to the headquarters for recuperation." Mo Zheng carefully took the unconscious Chen Ming from Luo Huaqing's hand, "You must be careful in everything."

Luo Huaqing nodded slightly, and gave a few simple instructions. In order not to arouse Fang Muci's suspicion, most of the members of the Weiming Sect left the scene, leaving only a few attendants behind.

Next, it's time to showdown to Fang Muci.

Taking a deep breath to calm down, Luo Huaqing stared at the far northwest direction, with a thin red glow at the end of her eyes.

Now that the ancient sword has been seized, Chen Ming's safety is in the hands of the opponent. He hates this feeling of powerlessness, so he must win Qingli's support to ensure the smooth progress of the next link.

And Fang Muci's attitude is the key to all this.

He slowly closed his eyes, his face was condensed, and the full energy slowly flowed along the meridians in his body, and then converged on his eyes.

By the time Fang Muci arrived here with his personal guards, it was already more than half an hour later.

From a distance, she saw Luo Huaqing standing there motionless, and there seemed to be a bloody man lying beside him, who was about to step forward to ask what happened, but he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her.

Those long and narrow phoenix eyes sparkled with light, and seemed to contain endless power, attracting her to sink into them.

Uncontrollably fixed on Luo Huaqing's eyes, Fang Muci only felt that his consciousness gradually became confused, and the words that were about to be uttered suddenly became logically scattered, and it was difficult to form a sentence:

"You... What exactly is here..."

But it seemed that she didn't need to explain anything, Luo Huaqing immediately understood what she meant, blinked her misty eyes, and sighed: "It's all Xiao Zhuozi's fault, I couldn't stop the relationship between His Highness the Second Highness and His Highness Xuanyinguo. conflict between..."

He used the technique of pupil photography to explain the ins and outs of the matter to Fang Muci concisely. This method is not the first time he has used it, so it is quite handy to use, and there is no need to worry about Fang Muci's questioning, after all, under the effect of pupil photography technique , everything he said is the truth to her, there is no doubt at all.

"Xuanyin Kingdom...His Royal Highness...?"

Fang Muci's words seemed a bit intermittent under the effect of the pupil photography technique: "It turns out that the person in the temple is..."

"That's right, His Royal Highness Xuanyin's ambitions are far more than this. After confirming that the Second Highness failed to frame the Third Highness, he was brutally killed immediately," Luo Huaqing mused, "And now he managed to take away If the ancient sword is not recovered for a day, Qingli's Guozuo may be in crisis."

"Therefore... I also hope that His Highness will speak to Emperor Qingli and help me."

"But why...it's you?" With Luo Huaqing's precise control, the effectiveness of the Pupil Art was slightly weakened, and Fang Muci gradually recovered some thinking ability, "How sure are you that you can take back Lan Zhengu from His Highness Xuanyin? sword?"

Her question can be said to be on the key point. Luo Huaqing felt the feedback brought by the pupil photography technique, and confirmed that there was no violent emotional fluctuation in her sea of ​​consciousness, so she opened her lips and said in a low voice:

"Of course I can tell His Highness the reason, but... Can Your Highness keep this a secret?"

His voice was low and soft, his lips pursed into a line, and his demeanor that flowed in an instant was breathtaking: "My real identity is not Lin Zhuo, a young man from Qingli Heyang County, but the second prince of Xuanyin Kingdom, Luo Huaqing."

This name is familiar yet unfamiliar, and Fang Muci's consciousness drifted away for a moment before turning back slowly: "Luo Huaqing? The one in the Proton House..."

"That is the real Lin Zhuo... Please forgive me, Your Highness. If I hadn't made such a bad move, I'm afraid I would have lost my life by now."

Luo Huaqing stared at Fang Muci without blinking for a moment, with sparkles in his eyes, filled with a layer of water vapor: "Xuanyin Kingdom's eldest prince, Luo Qian, is the dominant family. He has bullied me and my sister for many years, and even tried to imprison me in a foreign country with the help of the Proton House, forever. Unable to participate in the competition for Xuanyin's throne. Even on the way to Qingli, I was attacked by ambushing assassins many times, and I almost lost my life several times..."

His complexion was pale, with shining lights swirling in his eyes, as if he was about to shed tears: "It is really necessary to pretend to be myself, but during the years of following His Highness, I respect His Highness sincerely, and I have no second thoughts about you... I still hope you For the sake of the past, help me this time."

"What's more, the ancient Lanzhen sword is related to the safety and survival of the Qingli country. If it falls into Luo Qian's hands, the consequences may be unimaginable. Now, the people who can return to Xuanyin smoothly and know the situation in Xuanyin's territory well, except me Don't do what he wants."

"I hope His Highness can trust me and let me take back Lan Zhen's ancient sword for you!"

After saying these words, the teardrops hanging on his long eyelashes trembled slowly, and finally slid down his cheeks.

This heart-breaking confession cost him a lot of energy, even though the technique of pupil photography has been used to the extreme, he still feels a little uneasy in his heart——

This is a gamble, with Fang Muci's feelings for him as a bet.

In fact, in his original plan, he planned to help Fang Muci solve the current predicament, and after he successfully aspired to the position of the East Palace, he gradually plotted to use Qingli's national power.But now Luo Qian took the lead and even used Chen Ming's life as a bargaining chip. He had no choice but to try boldly.

A sinister look flashed across his eyes, if Fang Muci refused his request...

Even though the previous plot may be invalidated, he will never be merciful.

The amount of information contained in his words was too great, Fang Muci was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but sink into messy thoughts.

It's not that she has doubted Luo Huaqing's identity, but she never imagined that such a poor boy who waits on him all day long and works hard all day, his real identity is the noble Huang Zhou, who is under one person and above ten thousand people, even comparable to herself.

Did he have any secret hatred when he was humiliated by himself in the past?Have you ever been cautious and worried about your identity being exposed?

What was going on in his mind when he spared his life to protect him?

One after another of the past flashed through her mind, her body trembled, and the fists hanging by her sides were unconsciously clenched slowly.

Should she trust him?

If you are the emperor's heir of Qingli, facing the behavior of the hostage of another country who has concealed his identity for many years, the correct way is to report the matter to Emperor Qingli immediately, and then imprison him in the hostage of the hostage, and strictly guard him in the name of violating the covenant .

But now that the ancient sword has been stolen, the culprit is the Xuanyin people, and the Second Highness is implicated in a wide range of forces. Most of Qingli's power is restrained in the country, and there is no time to allocate a manpower to deal with the whereabouts of the ancient sword. Reasonable, Luo Huaqing is the best person to deal with this matter even out of the consideration of attributing merit to crime.

Moreover, she couldn't convince her heart no matter what... Even though she clearly realized that what the man had done was treasonous, she still couldn't make up her mind to put him in a desperate situation.

After all, apart from the late Fang Chengyao, Bai Yunxiao, and the concubine mother, there are very few people in this world who have treated her sincerely.

What's more, Luo Huaqing is a bright young man with a deep love and deep roots in her heart?

Emotions and rationality were at war in her heart, her lips trembled, she was silent for a long time, and then she opened her mouth astringently:

"How do you want me to answer?"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Huaqing's high-hanging heart finally eased a little. He has been with Fang Muci for many years, and he has already felt the other party's temper clearly.She was definitely hesitant in her words, but she didn't hide any resentment or anger from him, and even vaguely showed a hint of protection.

"I don't dare to speak nonsense...but please trust me, Your Highness." He lifted his hem and knelt down on one knee, saluting Fang Muci.

The two have similar identities, so there was no need to stick to etiquette. The meaning behind such formal etiquette is self-evident.

Fang Muci's heart was sore and soft. She believed in Luo Huaqing's words because of the pupil photography technique. Seeing that he did this great gift at the expense of his arrogance, her reason was defeated immediately. She put her hands on his shoulders and said in a trembling voice:

"Of course I...of course I believe you."

In other words, if she were Luo Huaqing, she would probably make the same choice in such a dangerous situation.

Behind him was a covetous elder brother, and in front of him was a treacherous and unpredictable foreign land. Facing an unknown future, it was normal for the prince who was still young at that time to find ways to save his life.

What's more, for so many years, no matter whether he is Lin Zhuo or Luo Huaqing, he has devoted himself to himself and cared for him. Apart from his true identity, he has never concealed anything——

With him like this, what reason does he have to be so demanding?

Under the dual effects of pupil photography and girlish feelings, Fang Muci's emotions have already set up a "beautiful, strong, tragic and lovable" script for Luo Huaqing on his own initiative, and naturally he will not continue to mess around at this juncture.

"I can express my feelings to my father for you, and I can even conceal the truth that you have served me as Lin Zhuo for many years," she said in a deep voice, "but you must promise me that once you get back the ancient Lanzhen sword, you must immediately Return Qingli, otherwise, I will never worry about the past affection."

"I, Luo Huaqing, hereby promise to Your Highness that the Ancient Lan Zhen Sword will be returned to its true owner. If the oath is violated..."

He smiled faintly, picked up a strand of long hair, and cut it off with his fingers like knives:

"That's how it happened."

This promise actually has a lot of water in it. After all, he knows that the owner of Lan Zhen's ancient sword is not someone else, but himself.

The balance in Fang Muci's heart had already tilted to Luo Huaqing's side, seeing that he did not hesitate to promise with such a cruel oath, he immediately dispelled other doubts.

"In this case, I will take the body of the second emperor brother and set off back to the Jiuque Palace to report the matter to my father." Her gaze passed over Fang Shunhua's body, and then she could not bear to withdraw it. Go back to the Proton Mansion and restore your identity, if there are no accidents, the emperor will summon you the next day, and then you will explain your plan to regain the ancient sword in detail."

"It's about Lan Zhen's ancient sword, and the emperor will definitely not tolerate it easily."

"That's it... thank you, Your Highness." Luo Huaqing smiled slightly, stood up and stood still, and was finally able to breathe out a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the relationship between him and Fang Muci is no longer the master-servant relationship of the past, and finally he no longer has to show others the mask of prudence, and with her support, he must be facing a certain situation when he uses the power of the Qingli Kingdom to fight Luo Qian. There will be some relief.

The two stood at one side with their arms folded, watching their subordinates wrap Fang Shunhua's body in a straw mat and drag it to the carriage.