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Chapter 321 [321] The prince is crazy
Yun Mumu also kept looking at Bingqiao. She reached out and took Bingqiao's hand.

She even started shaking her hands.

"Bingqiao, tell me, I won't say anything." Yun Mumu leaned against her, promising in a very low voice.

Bingqiao hesitated for a long time, but seeing that Yun Mumu only wanted to help the emperor, she opened her mouth.

"Your Majesty, in fact, this matter is an open secret in Lidu. Everyone knows it, but no one dares to say it."

Bingqiao lowered her eyes slowly, looking at the upper of her embroidered shoes.

Then she took a deep breath, looked around, and after making sure there was no one around, she slowly said: "Five years ago, on the birthday of the late Emperor, everyone celebrated..."

That day was a day of celebration for the entire country.

Everyone can relax, and the emperor pardons the world.

Lidu has become a city that never sleeps, filled with beauties, fine wines and delicacies, and lively and prosperous.

The emperor and ministers drank and ate banquets in the front hall, while concubines and female relatives watched the moon and wrote poems in the back garden.

But on that day, an extremely terrifying thing happened.

midnight.

Some palace people found more than a dozen female corpses in the flower garden, and those female corpses were all maikos who performed dances on the main hall just now.

These maikos are all young and beautiful young women, each of whom is very beautiful.

They were all about the same age, but they all died tragically just because they entered the palace to perform a performance.

And among these female corpses lay a man covered in blood.

The man's skin was like snow, and he was very handsome. Between his brows was the youthful youthfulness that had not had time to fade away.

But at this moment, he was embedded in the peony bushes, his face was covered with blood, and the clothes on his body were also stained blood-colored.

The peonies beside him were blooming beautifully, and they were as red as if they were dripping with blood.

For a moment, people couldn't tell whether it was the blood or the reflection of the peony on his body.

The peony swayed in the soft wind, as if not knowing what was going on around her?
The man just lay there quietly, surrounded by bright peonies and the corpse of a dancing girl in red and white.

Although the man was lying down, he held a silver-white sword in his hand, which was the Longquan Sword.

The blade of the Longquan sword was also stained with blood.

Someone recognized the man and screamed loudly: "Ah, it's the prince, the prince killed someone."

And the prince is Duan Yihuang who has not yet ascended the throne.

His screams were too loud, and the man lying in the peony flower bed slowly woke up.

He frowned and felt a headache, so he reached out and stroked his forehead, but the blood on his fingertips immediately left a blood-red mark on his forehead.

It also stained the only clean spot on his face.

The man frowned and opened his eyes. His usually clean and bright black eyes were now stained with blood.

He smelled a strong smell of wine on his body.

In addition to the smell of wine, there is also a fishy smell, which inhales into the mouth, causing a burst of nausea.

His mind was not fully awake yet.

The noise in my ears became more and more numerous and louder.

"It's the prince, the prince is crazy."

"The prince killed someone."

"A lot of people died, there was blood everywhere."

"Ah, the prince has gone crazy..."

At that moment, there were screams everywhere, and panic spread throughout the palace.

Duan Yihuang sat there, holding the Longquan sword tightly in his hand, watching those people's faces were completely occupied by panic.

(End of this chapter)