The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

The smell of blood soon came from the house, Minister of War, Minister of Household, Minister of Rites, and the whole house of the prime minister was wiped out. The news spread throughout the capital at the speed of light, and then spread outside.
Murong Zheng was so angry that he kept patting the table with his big hands, his dark face was distorted, his skin was too dark, even if his face was dark, it was not obvious, but the dark aura on his body made people feel scared.

"What the hell happened?"

None of the people below dared to make a sound. The sudden incident caught them off guard, and they didn't know what happened.

"Grandpa, I haven't checked yet" [

As soon as the sentence fell, the man's body fell outside like a kite with a broken string.

"Hurry up and check it out for me. If you can't find it out, you don't have to come back."

The people below hurried out, Murong Zheng thought for a while, and then walked into the palace again.

All the way was smooth, Murong Zheng arrived at the palace, went straight to the imperial study, and walked in quickly without waiting for anyone to inform him. Behind the desk, sat a man as gentle as jade. My heart seems to be quiet.

Murong Zheng angrily walked in front of that man, and pinched his neck with his big hands.

"It's you, right? You're back, right?"

The man looked at Murong Zheng in horror, and grabbed his hand indiscriminately, trying to make him let go.

"Regent, let go, let go, it's me, not the emperor"

Murong Zheng took a careful look at him, then tore off the mask on his face, an unremarkable face; immediately exposed to the air, Murong Zheng stared at that face for a long time, and finally left.

Murong Li quietly listened to the news of Zi's return, and listened to the chaotic court, smiling gracefully.

"Successful, can't you change another expression?"

Zi looked at him unbearably, the expression on his face seemed to remain the same for thousands of years, it was always the same.

"Isn't it the same for you in front of that person?"

Murong Li glanced at him lightly, showing no emotion, but Zi couldn't move for a moment, and smiled resentfully: "I, I don't ask, I don't ask."

"That old man killed someone, and he will soon find someone to fill it in. Put your ears over here."

Zi stretched out his ears very obediently, and Murong Li whispered a few words in his ear, after hearing Murong Li's idea, Zi looked him up: "Li, I found that you have become more sinister when you go back from there. up"