Dressed as a man with the eldest son

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On the way to the East Palace, Nan Ruo couldn't help laughing secretly as he felt that he was an underground worker and was about to meet with the leader.

But if he wanted to come to the East Palace in the future, he really had to find a reasonable excuse.

Luanyiwei is the emperor's personal guard, so he shouldn't get too close to the crown prince, even if it is Fu Zhuo who entered Luanyiwei today, he still has to avoid the prince in front of others.

When he arrived at the East Palace, the prince was practicing martial arts, and the little eunuch took him directly to the school grounds.

Passing through a corridor surrounded by roses and vines, the eyes suddenly opened up, and the figures of the prince and Xie Yuanchong came into view.

The two were fighting with short knives.

It's not the kind of you coming and going to feed each other in the air, but the real punch to the flesh, and you can hear the sound of the beating on the body.

Nan Ruo couldn't help but stop, staring at the fight in the arena.

The prince struck fiercely and powerfully, without showing any sympathy, and Xie Yuanchong did not lag behind, he punched without any hesitation, just avoiding his face in unison.

The two attacked each other vigorously while avoiding the other's blade, the prince took the opportunity to trip Xie Yuanchong, raised the knife and stabbed down hard, Xie Yuanchong dodged, the tip of the knife rubbed his cheek and hit the ground, he took the opportunity to throw himself on the prince's back He was restrained, the knife in his hand slashed down his back, before it really fell, the prince grabbed his wrist with his backhand and twisted it, jumped up and pressed him down, and at the same time put the knife on his neck, as long as he lightly With one swipe, a life can be harvested.

Nan Ruo was thrilled and excited as he watched from the sidelines.

"Come." Seeing him, the prince got up and hooked his hands at him.

When he approached, he threw the dagger in his hand, took Xie Yuanchong's by himself, and said, "Let's have a game."

Nan Ruo lightly stroked the knife with her fingertips, but found that the blade was not sharpened, so she smiled and said, "Okay."

The two stood still, Xie Yuanchong raised a branch casually, and followed him with a downward swing, Nan Ruo rushed towards the prince without saying a word, raised his knife and stabbed him in the chest, but the tip of the knife didn't even touch his clothes, and was caught by the prince. Grabbing his wrist and twisting it, he turned around and held him in front of his chest, with the cold blade resting on his neck.

The air was quiet for two seconds.

Nan Ruo ignored the speechlessness and contempt in Xie Yuanchong's eyes, and praised sincerely: "Your Highness is amazing, and my minister is not as good."

He can't, he admits, bah bah, no, it's Xiao Ruogu who can't, he's very good, bah, no - he is Ruogu now, and to say he's not is to say himself.

In short, he can still fight. At least he was a member of the school back then, but Xiao Ruogu is not. He is only good at riding and shooting. He rarely participates in this kind of hand-to-hand combat. He is always a companion and goes to school together. Who knows? Who, he can't suddenly become Tyson inexplicably.

The prince seemed a little speechless, and he was stunned for a few seconds before releasing him: "Come again."

Is this trying to test him?

Nan Ruo was not sure, so he continued to attack in another way according to his words, but was quickly subdued by the prince.

"Come again."

After doing this five times, the prince threw the knife to the ground: "Come here, do what Gu says, and you will do it."

Nan Ruo suddenly realized that he was trying to find out just now, so he also dropped the knife and walked up to the prince.

The prince stretched out his hand, tapped his chin, and motioned for him to put his hand on it. Nan Ruo hesitated, and put his hand on his.

The prince's expression froze, he was silent for two seconds, and moved his hand to his forearm.

Nanruo: ...

"Hold here." The prince said, "Then pull it outward, forcefully, don't worry about Yigu, and then..."

He carefully instructed Nan Ruo how to do it step by step, and taught a total of three tricks.

"Remember?"

Nan Ruo nodded: "I remember."

The prince was noncommittal, fastened the cuffs again, and said: "Gu will demonstrate it once, and whether you learn it or not depends entirely on yourself. If you go to Luan Yiwei and get bullied, don't blame Gu for not teaching you."

Good leader.

Nan Ruo was touched: "Your Highness Lao is really ashamed to worry about your minister."

After finishing speaking, he was slammed on the back by the good leader.

This time it wasn't the light and flirtatious temptation before. The whole person was smashed to the ground with a bang, and half of his body froze.

Nan Ruo hissed in pain.

The prince condescended and said coldly: "If you can't bear this pain, I advise you to resign early and go home. The training of Luan Yiwei is a hundred times more painful than this."

Nan Ruo knew that what he said was right, no matter how beautiful Luan Yiwei was, he was an army in essence, and he couldn't avoid being beaten, but he felt inexplicably unhappy.

Probably because he used to deal with others, this is the first time he was dealt with.

He squinted his eyes, then got up suddenly, rushed forward in a half-squat and hugged the prince by the waist, and with this force he lifted and dived, and threw the prince to the ground.

Facing the stunned prince, he smiled slightly: "I remember it."

He lowered his head, his almond eyes drooped, and he looked more and more innocent, but his eyes were shining brightly, as if spreading from the soul.

The prince was startled.

Nan Ruo had closed her eyes, got up from the crown prince, and half-kneeled beside him: "It's the minister who offended you."

The prince was not angry, he sat up and looked at him: "Not bad."

Nan Ruo immediately boasted: "Your Highness is generous and benevolent, it is really a great fortune for the world."

The prince stood up as if nothing had happened, not wanting to admit that one day he would like to be flattered.

"Your Highness." Xie Yuanchong came over, handed over a handkerchief, and glanced at Nan Ruo coldly.

Nan Ruo turned a blind eye.

It's not the first time anyway.

For Xie Yuanchong, he has no patience with Fu Zhuo, Xiao Ruogu made a mistake first, I'm sorry it was Fu Zhuo, not him, and Fu Zhuo hated him outright, Xie Yuanchong seemed to be polite, but in fact, every move he made was belittled and suppressed Xiao Ruogu. Wakaya's self-confidence.

Nan Ruo disliked this kind of mental violence.

The younger Ruogu didn't realize it at all, and thought that Xie Yuanchong was very good, looking at him like looking at half an idol, Xie Yuanchong's background and knowledge were exactly what he wanted to have.

It's a pity that we're working together at the moment, so it's not good to make too much trouble. Compared with Xie Yuanchong, the leader must be closer to the latter, and Nan Ruo doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

The prince also seemed to understand, and after wiping his hands, he sent Xie Yuanchong away, telling him to sit down at the stone table and talk about business.

Nan Ruo first thanked the prince for helping him build momentum and let him get a new job.

The prince said indifferently: "It's because you saved people first, and you just follow the trend."

Nan Ruo said a few words of humility, and then asked what he wanted to know the most: "Does your Highness know how the Guangdehou case is progressing?"

Prince: "The evidence for the killing of Marquis Guangde's wife is conclusive, and a verdict can be pronounced. It was Rong Xiang who intervened."

"He wants to save Marquis Guangde?" Nan Ruo asked.

"No." The prince raised his eyebrows, "On the contrary, he proposed to investigate the cause of death of the two former wives of Marquis Guangde."

Nan Ruo was taken aback for a moment, and then realized: "Is he trying to procrastinate?" His eyes lit up, "It has something to do with endless life?"

If he were to say what he was most dissatisfied with in ancient times, it was the speed of investigating things. There was no monitoring and no internet. It was too difficult to investigate a person who wanted to hide.

It took even a month for Rong Xiang, who was close to the top of the pyramid, to make any progress. If he was asked to investigate, I'm afraid it would be the year of the monkey.

Prince: "Rong Ying got the clue from Guangde Hou. Guangde Hou wants to use this to gain life for himself."

Rong Xiang was afraid that he didn't want to let him out at all.

Nan Ruo thought in his heart, otherwise he would not have come up with such a bad idea to delay time. It was clearly to put Shangguan Zichen to death. Although it was not clearly stated in the original text, but with his character, the death of the first two wives might be separated from him. Don't get involved.

The Yu family is small, but the Yue family of his first two wives is not small.

Once confirmed, no, no need to be confirmed, as long as the two families believe it, they will never make him feel better.

"His Royal Highness knows about Rong Xiang, can you find anything?"

He was most concerned about his own personal safety, followed by Shangguan Zichen.

The prince raised his eyelids: "I don't know."

Nan Ruo choked.

It's better not to say anything if you're hung up on people's appetite and there's no more content.

The crown prince said slowly: "If Rong Xiang didn't find out, how would Gu know?"

Nan Ruo: "..."

·

In the prison of Dali Temple.

Shangguan Zichen, who has been imprisoned for more than two months, described it as a mess. Although he has not received any criminal law, and his servants handed him money to manage it, for a person who has been pampered and pampered for several years, he cannot stay here for half a day.

He was quite calm, leaning against the wall and looking at the fist-sized window, wondering what he was thinking.

There was a clatter of iron chains, and someone walked in.

It is compatible age.

Shangguan Zichen mocked: "Why, Rong Xiang came to see how embarrassed I am again?"

Rong Ling said indifferently: "I'm here to see you off for the last time."

Shangguan Zichen's face darkened, the shadows between his brows and eyes were thick, his eyes pierced Rong Ling, biting people coldly like a poisonous snake.

Rong Ling was astonished, and took out three things: "Choose one."

Gold, bamboo sticks and string.

"Don't you want to know who is the one who gave birth to endless life, so you are not afraid of death?!" Shangguan Zichen stood up suddenly and rushed to the door, the iron chains on his feet rattled, approaching Rongling nervously, "Who is calling?" You came? Who?"

He stared at Rong Ling, his bloodshot eyeballs almost protruding.

Rong Ling looked at him without speaking.

Shangguan Zichen lowered his head, and after a while, he suddenly laughed out louder and louder, revealing desperation, but soon he seemed to figure something out, the smile became carefree, even joyful, matching his handsome face Twisted and creepy.

Rong Ling looked at him silently, without urging him.

Shangguan Zichen laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist. After a long while, when he seemed to be about to die, he finally stopped. The gloom and pain on his face were swept away, and his face like gold and jade was flamboyant and unrestrained.

Rong Ling sighed insignificantly.

"Bring it here." Shangguan Zichen leaned forward, stretched out a finger at the three things, and smiled, "I will choose whoever the little rooster taps!"

Rong Ling's eyes flickered, as if he saw the girl who used to laugh and choose hairpins.

Shangguan Zichen's finger rested on the bamboo stick, he picked it up casually, hooked his hand at Rongling: "I'll tell you a secret, the empress's."

Rong Ling paused and leaned over.

Shangguan Zichen whispered: "Queen..."

Satisfied with the surprised expression on Rong Ling's face, he smiled and retreated to the wall and sat down, grinding the bamboo stick in his hand on the ground, humming an unknown tune while grinding.

"The dark sky hangs low, and the bright stars follow..."

The sharp bamboo stick cut the wrist, and blood gushed out.

"I heard that before death, people will look back on their life like this revolving lantern..."

Sister Fan, it's true.

He saw it.

It's all sister Fan.

Hee hee, it doesn't matter, Sister Fan will come to accompany him soon.

"The stars in the sky weep, the roses on the ground wither..."

Rong Ling walked out of the prison: "The Marquis of Guangde committed suicide in fear of crime, and his last words... nothing."