Chapter 3064 The First Assassin: The Ascetic Prince’s Strategy (15)

At the same time, the Prince's East Palace.

A coffin full of peach blossoms, inside was the most powerful person in the Eastern Palace...the most important woman.

Her face was beyond recognition, her bones were broken, and even her original moon-white clothes were covered in blood.

It was the tenth day after her death, and he still hadn't buried her.

At the bottom of the cliff, she was already like this when he found her. Except for her clothes, there was no place on her body that could identify her identity.

Whether it was her face, her feet or her body, every part of it was bloody and unsightly.

He didn't want to believe that the person in front of him was her, but the cruel reality forced her to believe it.

If it wasn't her, who else would have fallen under the cliff?

If it's not her, why are you wearing her clothes?

If it wasn't her, why could he still vaguely see the outline of her face.

It seemed that they had only met each other a few times, and they seemed not to be able to see her clearly before she suddenly disappeared from his life.

"Your Highness, we found it." Ning Yuan cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, I express my condolences."

Murong Ci had no expression on his face, stood up slowly, took a deep look at the coffin and said, "Let's go to the study."

"yes."

He didn't want to disturb her. This was her pure land, and he didn't want any disturbing sounds to disturb her.

On the desk, Murong Ci closed his eyes and then slowly opened them.

Those dark eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. He hadn't slept for ten days.

Extremely tired, but unable to sleep.

"Tell me—"

"Reporting to Your Highness, my subordinates have investigated the Shadow Alliance. Although they are not allowed to reveal the identity of the client, they have found out through other channels who wants to massacre everyone in Qingqiu Mountain." Ning Yuan paused and said, "Yes. Eighth master."

"As expected." Murong Ci said with cold eyes, "His target is me."

"He also knows that many people in Qingqiu Mountain are His Highness's people." Ning Yuan explained: "The king's health has become worse and worse in the past few years. He has always coveted your position as prince. This time it is completely over."

"Humph, burn the boat -" Murong Ci said with a cold look: "I was too lazy to argue with him from beginning to end, but this time he not only killed so many people in Qingqiu Mountain, but... he seemed to really not want to live. ”

"Your Highness, maybe we need to discuss this matter in the long run." Ning Yuan frowned worriedly and said, "Don't get yourself into trouble!"

He didn't respond, but his bottomless eyes contained layers of murderous intent, which made it hard to see clearly.

"Your Highness, the king and queen are going to choose a princess for you..."

Ning Yuan knew that he shouldn't mention this matter at this moment, but he had to mention it.

Now the Eighth Prince has set up a huge plan. From the Shadow League to Qingqiu Mountain, he must have been planning for a long time.

If...the matter of the Crown Princess has not been settled yet, it will make Murong Ci's position as Crown Prince even more threatened.

"I already have a princess." When he said these words, Murong Ci's cold eyes revealed a rare tenderness.

"Your Highness, think twice..."

"You should go out first." Murong Ci sighed softly and said, "I will handle this matter."

"Yes, Prince."

After Ning Yuan left the study, Murong Ci slowly turned around and opened the scroll that was originally rolled up on the mural.

The scroll is very new, and the smell of pen and ink is coming to my nostrils.

The girl in the scroll is wearing a moon-white light dress. She purses her lips and smiles, with a touch of playfulness and a touch of tenderness.