Madam, please listen to my explanation.

Chapter 6 Suicide out of fear of crime
That night, thick black smoke rose up from the center of Anlan City.

The sudden fire engulfed the entire city lord's mansion.

Xu Jinhuan and Zhao Ruoxi swaggered out of Chunxiang Tower and met up with Xu Yiliu who had returned from setting the fire.

Beside him, people rushed to put out the fire with buckets of water.

The three of them looked at each other, then walked against the flow of people towards the carriage parked nearby.

"Mr. Xu, you haven't told me yet, where are you taking me?"

"Qingzhou, Hehuan Sect!"

"!!!"

No one noticed that in the hazy moonlight, above the clouds, there was a barefoot woman with empty eyes, looking at the three people with her head tilted.

Her eyes kept wandering around the tall and thin man, her eyes full of confusion and bewilderment.

"Xiao Qi's life is not in danger at all. How long are we going to follow him?"

Below, the servants of the Ma Mansion had just carried an unconscious woman out of a side hall.

She finally shifted her gaze from the man and looked down.

With a slight wave of his finger, the beam of the side hall broke immediately.

It hit the woman who had just been rescued right underneath.

"lady!!!"

The wails were heart-wrenching.
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Kyoto.

Inside the prison.

The air was filled with the stench of rust and rotting flesh.

The flame of the oil lamp flickered, illuminating the moldy wall, and the sound of iron chains rubbing against each other filled my ears.

Crown Prince Zhao Jingheng was wearing an apricot-yellow python robe, his brows furrowed, and he stood in the cell with his hands behind his back, looking out of place with the surrounding environment.

'Who is it?'

As the crown prince, there were probably too many people who attacked him, and for a moment, even he was a little confused.

Footsteps were heard in the empty corridor.

Zhao Jingheng didn't look back, but looked at the sky through the small window above his head.

"His Royal Highness!"

"It turned out to be Lord Li."

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhao Jingheng slowly came back to his senses.

He stood straight and looked spotless, completely out of place in his surroundings.

Outside the cell, Li Dezhu, who was in charge of guarding the Tianlao, knelt on one knee and kowtowed to Zhao Jingheng.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jingheng's depressed mood finally eased a lot.

"Get up."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Li Dezhu stood up, still bowing his upper body, his face full of humility:
"Your Majesty has passed away, and this humble official is deeply saddened!

As for the allegation that you poisoned His Majesty, anyone with a discerning eye knows it's completely false! Prime Minister Chen is already thoroughly investigating the matter, and as far as I know, he's already obtained crucial evidence!

Zhao Jingheng's eyes immediately flashed with brilliance: "Who on earth did this?"

Li Dezhu looked embarrassed and whispered:
"Your Highness, I dare not speak rashly about matters concerning the princes! But don't worry, Your Highness. There will be a public opinion by tomorrow morning at the latest!"

Zhao Jingheng snorted coldly and did not continue to embarrass the other party.

Just as the other party said, before everything was concluded, if he said something wrong, it would not just be a matter of losing his head.

Li Dezhu breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this and continued:

"Your Highness has not eaten all day. I have specially prepared some wine and food. If Your Highness does not mind..."

"Alright."

Li Dezhu's face showed no emotion, and he handed the food in respectfully.

"Your Highness, please enjoy your meal. I will take my leave."

It was not until Li Dezhu's footsteps completely disappeared in the dungeon that Zhao Jingheng came to the food and looked at it carefully.

He had no intention of enjoying it.

The key is to verify whether this Lord Li is really as humble as he appears.

Taking out the silver needle hidden in his sleeve, he carefully approached the food and wine.

'laugh--'

Accompanied by a muffled sound, a puff of white smoke suddenly blew out from the food.

Zhao Jingheng wanted to dodge, but it was too late!

He covered his throat and squatted on the ground, feeling extremely itchy all over.

Two figures slowly walked out from the shadows outside the cell.

"Tsk tsk tsk, second brother, you missed by one move."

"Zhao Jingqian! It's you!!!"

Crown Prince Zhao Jingheng uncontrollably grabbed his cheeks, neck and any other skin he could touch.

The expression on his face was extremely ferocious. Outside the iron gate, Zhao Jinggan, also wearing a python robe, looked smug.

Next to him was an old man with bright eyes and white temples.

"Your Majesty is wise! With just a little trick, the thieves will be brought to their knees."

A slight blush appeared on Zhao Jingqian's pale face.

He looked down at his brother in the cell and asked wantonly, "What did you just call me?"

"Except for the criminal Zhao Jingheng, the remaining 17 adult princes and princesses have all died.
In this world, who else but Your Majesty can rule?"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Zhao Jingqian, you are so bold, killing your father and brother.
Being an emperor, with your frail body, aren't you afraid of spraining your waist?

Zhao Jingqian narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly:
"When I ascend to the throne, I will be nourished by the dragon spirit. By then, the fate of the country will be in my hands.
No need for you to worry about it, brother."

He bent down, his narrow eyes fixed on the man with bloodstains on his face:

“My second brother seems to be in pain.

Mr. Ning, who is beside me, is the best at treating difficult and complicated diseases.
We are brothers, so I don't need to make up lies to let you go.
As long as you are willing to tell me the whereabouts of the Imperial Master, I will let you die more peacefully, how about that? "

Zhao Jingheng supported himself on the ground with both hands, muttering:
"National Master Ruoxi!

They are like sisters, how could they allow you to do such a foolish thing?"

As he spoke, he suddenly looked up, and a gleam of light seemed to flash in his eyes.

"Ruoxi is still alive! You just asked me about the whereabouts of the Imperial Master?"

Zhao Jingqian nodded. "Yes, I have my own reasons for keeping Ruoxi. But what do you think?"

There was no response for a long time, so I turned around, only to see that the other party was bent like a shrimp, and his body was shaking like a sieve.

“Hahaha..hahahahaha!”

Zhao Jingheng was too weak to stand up, but he kept laughing while holding his stomach.

"You asked me where the Imperial Master is?

Zhao Jingqian, it seems you know nothing."

Zhao Jingqian was stunned when he heard this.

"What do you mean."

Unfortunately, the other party was not prepared to answer him.

"My silly brother, you are so stupid and pitiful."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Then, as if he had regained his consciousness, he quickly stepped forward, holding the railing tightly with both hands and said:
"No need to look for him. The Imperial Master will appear on his own.

You'd better kneel down, hold her thighs, and beg her
Pray for good weather, peace and prosperity for the people in Dayan!

My father, my brothers,
Will bless you!"

Boom——

Outside the prison, there was a sudden flash of lightning and thunder.

Zhao Jingqian's expression was as changeable as the sky outside the prison.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry too much. Why bother with the nonsense of a dead man?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled.

"Do not."

Zhao Jingqian stood up with a cold look in his eyes.

"Based on my understanding of him, I'm afraid this isn't an exaggeration.

My father is away, I'm afraid there might be bastards!"

"Mr. Ning!"

He turned around abruptly and faced the old man, who was still quite handsome despite his age.

"The grass people are here."

"I intend to post notices to search for the late emperor's missing descendants."

"Absolutely not!"

The old man surnamed Ning bowed to stop the other party.

"Your Majesty, if you act this way, you're probably playing into this villain's hands!

In this way, inexplicable princes will emerge like mushrooms after rain and will be killed endlessly.

Once it is used by those with ulterior motives and used to carve out land for themselves, the world will be in chaos!

Your Majesty, please think twice!"

Zhao Jingqian's eyes went dark, and his already pale face became even more bloodless.

The words of the second prince before his death were like a sharp knife stuck in his heart, which could not be removed.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to panic. My disciple has already prepared the 'medicine'.

I will return to the Hehuan Immortal Sect tomorrow to make an elixir for Your Majesty, and then send my disciples to secretly investigate this matter thoroughly!"

"Ahem, there's Mr. Lao Ning."

(End of this chapter)