Chapter 3092 The First Assassin: The Ascetic Prince’s Strategy (43)

"Bring her here." Luo Qingchen glanced at Ning Yuan beside him and said, "Let her see what the face of the person she devoted her life to protecting is really like."

"yes."

When Song Tan walked up, he was almost relying on the support of two soldiers. She was seriously injured just because she was the one who resisted desperately.

Blood seeped into Bai Shang. She knelt in front of Murong Yu and said with tears in her eyes: "Your Highness, are you...are you okay?"

"Pa—" A loud slap hit her face, and the air seemed to freeze for an instant.

"It's all you idiot, why do you want to live in this world, why don't you die." Murong Yu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he did not remember at all that last night, he was still desperately ravaging the woman in front of him on the bed. .

To him, those seemed to be just a tool to vent his desires, and to himself, they were not worth mentioning at all.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Song Tan's eyes widened and he looked at her in disbelief. His trembling lips said: "How could you treat Tan'er like this? Tan'er has done so many things for you. You …”

It's okay to live for him, it's okay to die for him, but how could he say such cruel and cold words.

"What have you done for me?" Murong Yu stood up unsteadily, kicked Song Tan hard, and said with a vicious light in his eyebrows: "You have caused me to have nothing, and you have caused me to lose everything I should have." Everything that belongs to me——"

As soon as the sound fell, he took out the dagger from his boots, turned around very quickly and said: "Father, you are going to die anyway, why don't I take you to be buried with you!"

In the flash of lightning and fire, Murong Ci and Luo Qingchen stepped forward at the same time to protect King Mu.

Little did they know, King Mu stood upright from the bed, took out a Shangfang sword from the edge of the bed with his right hand, and pointed it directly at Murong Yu's throat——

At this moment, Murong Yu's world probably collapsed instantly.

It turns out that this plan within a plan, a game within a game, is not just a duel between him and Murong Ci.

He thought he was sure of victory, but in fact Murong Ci was powerful.

He thought he had Song Tan, but in fact Murong Ci had Ge Ying.

He thought he had Prime Minister Ning, but in fact Murong Ci had... King Mu.

…

Such a disparity in strength was so great that Murong Yu suddenly felt a little self-deprecating.

He always thought that he was in control of the overall situation and everything, but in fact he was the poor person trapped in the situation.

"Nizi, do you think Gu is really going to go?" King Mu's eyes flashed with coldness, and he looked at him and said: "No matter what Gu's child does wrong, Gu will not kill him. Except... for rebellion. …”

"Father, father..." Murong Yu immediately knelt down and said: "I am confused! Father, please forgive me. I am willing to honor you for the rest of my life. I will never do such stupid things in the future... I was wrong, I am really wrong."

"Gu and Ci'er made a bet." King Mu closed his eyes, taking in all his heartache, and sighed deeply: "If Gu loses, Gu's throne will be passed to him immediately. "

one day ago.

Murong Yu entered the Forbidden City and the Hall of Supreme Harmony late at night.

"You mean Yu'er will rebel?" King Mu said in disbelief: "How is that possible?"

"If your father doesn't believe it, I will make a bet with you." Murong Ci slowly raised his eyes, with a dark light in his eyes as deep as ink, and said: "If I lose, I will dethrone myself as the crown prince and give you the honor." Eighth brother."