The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 378 Two Jin Kings
Zhao Zhuo looked at Yan Chen. Others didn't know that this was true, but he was sure that this was the King Jin all along.

Knowing that today will not be calm, someone will definitely pick up the plane to save trouble, and assassination is not unexpected, but it is really unexpected that the identity of King Jin is revealed.

But he has been dealing with King Jin for several years. He knows King Jin's ability, and he always feels that something is wrong. He is not sure whether it is the instigation of King Jin or someone else's conspiracy.

The purpose of the dancer just now was to assassinate him, or was it aimed at King Jin.

Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that Han Ji brought someone with the dancer just after knocking down King Jin's mask, but there was indeed a problem with King Jin's body, which was also true.

For a while, it was really hard to tell who was the mastermind and who was the pawn?
"King Jin, do you have something to say?" Zhao Zhuo was not deceived and furious, and now he is frowning, his attitude is unbelievably calm.

Yan Chen stood there coldly, as if it wasn't him who had been debunked, and looked at Han Ji and the others, his eyes were piercingly cold: "You really worked so hard to deal with this king, this king's mask just now You came when you were knocked down, but it was really timely, is that assassin also arranged by you?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Han Ji. Indeed, it came too quickly. The assassin desperately knocked down King Jin's mask. They immediately came to reveal King Jin's identity. It was a seamless connection. No one believed what was arranged.

"I didn't." Suddenly a crime fell on his head, Han Ji's eyes were about to fall out, but fortunately he didn't lose his mind: "I just want to expose his identity in public today, and let him take off his mask to prevent If you prove your innocence, who knows where the assassin appeared?"

Prime Minister Xu Dinghai looked at Yan Chen and then at Han Ji, and questioned: "You said that King Jin was impersonating, but is there any evidence? You can't listen to this person's words. You are making trouble in front of the emperor for no reason and slandering the king, this is deception. Your sin!"

Han Ji did not panic at all, and sneered: "The crime of bullying the king? Then I will show you who is the king!"

A figure walked in at the door, dressed in a black python robe and a golden mask, slender and stern.

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, why is there still a King Jin?Could this be true?

The 'King of Jin' strode forward with full aura. He walked to the front and glanced at Yan Chen, who was beside him with sharp eyes. Then he surrendered to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I am late for something."

Zhao Zhuo was a little stunned when he looked at the 'King of Jin' in front of him. Which one did he sing?There's a fake, there's a real one.

"Are you really King Jin?"

The 'King of Jin' bowed his hands: "Exactly."

Zhao Zhuo held back his hand: "How to prove it?"

The 'King Jin' paused and seemed to be stumped: "I have followed the emperor for many years, but the emperor can't recognize him?"

Great, actually throwing the question back.

Zhao Zhuo twitched his eyelids, he just asked because he knew it was fake.

Zhao Zhuo looked suspicious: "It's not that I don't believe you, but that I didn't expect Aiqing to come with Han Ji."

There is no blood feud between the Han family and King Jin, but it is by no means an existence that can work together.

The 'King of Jin' glanced at Han Ji, whose eyes were full of coldness without the slightest easing: "I waited for a long time, and it was not until he left today that he was able to escape the predicament. When he met Mr. Han at the gate of the palace, I chatted with him a few words. , who knew that he volunteered to help, but the minister was still very weak, so he couldn't keep up with him."

Han Ji was righteous, with his head held high and his chest held high, with a face of fierce judgment: "King Jin was imprisoned by this thief a year ago, and his identity was blocked. Targeted everywhere, it turns out that the one who didn't deal with my Han family was not King Jin at all, but this counterfeit."

Cheng Feng held Cheng Dong in his arms as a cushion, and his eyes were full of interest. Originally, his only interest in coming to Beijing was to inquire about the identity of the beauty's sister-in-law. He also found this palace banquet boring, but he didn't expect to see such a show. Great show, it's really great.

Thinking of the beautiful sister-in-law, his eyes fell on the opposite side to search for her figure, and he saw her leaning on a pillar. In such a scene, she was lazy and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, as if she was watching a play again.

Obviously, the King of Jin has a close relationship with her, so her attitude is interesting, and there are two 'King of Jin' here, who is related to her?
This is really getting better and better.

Cheng Feng pinched his little nephew's chubby cheeks and sighed: "Your father doesn't know where he is. This is a good opportunity to find a needle."

I thought that King Jin Yanwu was too powerful and his brother was not an opponent, but now there is another 'King Jin', as if he was going to kill himself. Since King Jin is ready to destroy himself, his brother should Is there a chance? ——
"Who is the real King Jin?"

"Needless to say, it must be this one. The face is not injured, and it has been recognized by others. How could it be the King of Jin?"

"I think so too. Just now he said that he used poison to restore his appearance. At first glance, it is a joke. After so many years, why did he think of restoring his appearance now?"

"King Jin has always been brave and fearless. When will he care about his appearance? He is definitely fake."

"Not necessarily, I think there is something odd about it."

There are many people sitting here, all of whom have seen conspiracy and tricks, and their judgments are not so one-sided.

Old Prince Qi stroked his beard, his eyes glowing: "Why don't the 'King Jin' also take off the mask and let me wait for the truth."

Everyone looked at the 'King Jin' and was very curious about what kind of face was under the mask.

'King Jin' has always been very calm, but at this moment, people feel that his body is stagnant and resisting, and he does not move for a long time.

"Does King Jin dare not? Could it be that you have a handsome face under this mask?"

"Don't dare to take off the mask, who knows if you are real or fake?"

"Could it be that you are fake? Where did the real King Jin go?"

Originally, people in the court were very afraid of King Jin, but now a fake product has appeared, their fear of King Jin has disappeared, and those emotions that have been forbearing for a long time have also erupted, exploring, doubting, and contempt. , what is there to be afraid of a fake?

Zhao Zhuo is also curious, who is this extra: "King Jin? Take off the mask, this is my order."

When the emperor speaks, it is a sacred edict, and even the king of Jin cannot resist the decree in public and disrespect it.

So, 'King Jin' finally raised his hand and stretched out his mask, everyone was speechless for a moment, all held their breath, and did not dare to blink.

The hand of the 'King Jin' trembled slightly, but he still put it on the mask, and then took it off.

"His" Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, with a ghostly expression on their faces.

(End of this chapter)