The killer of the cold princess is not too cold

"Brother? You said that Shangguan Jue is the younger brother of this king?" Shangguan Yu was so surprised that he opened his clothes and sat opposite Rumeng, his black eyes were full of surprise, and he wanted to know.

"Well, that's what he told me. According to him, seven years ago before your father passed away, the throne was passed on to him, because... because of you and Shangguan Xiao's obstruction, his mother He fell off the cliff, and he risked his life. Therefore, he hates you two brothers very much." Rumeng stared at all the expressions of Shangguanyu intently, and there was only shock, doubt and anger on his face, without a trace of guilt or cruelty Rumeng knew that Shangguan Jue must have misunderstood his brother.

"It's a bunch of nonsense! How could this king do the bastard thing of brotherhood? Does he have evidence that this king and the emperor's brother did it? What's more, when the father died, many ministers were present, and the father passed on the throne by himself. It's for Brother Huang. This king has never heard that the emperor has a son named Shangguan Jue." Shangguan Yu was full of anger, and he didn't want to ask about what happened back then, but now he is inexplicably crowned as a younger brother. He wanted to bring Shangguan Jue over to confront him with the big crime of being a mother.

"Then, the name Ziji, haven't you heard your father mention it?" Rumeng tentatively proposed this name. This is the name of Shangguan Jue's mother. If the royal family of Xuxu Kingdom is really related, this name should awaken some dusty memories.

"Zi Ji? You said Zi Ji!" Sure enough, Shangguan Yu's eyes were wide open, and he stretched out his hand to grab Rumeng's slender soft pancreas, and asked whether she really said these two words.

"Yes, it's Ziji." Rumeng pulled back her tender little hand with all her strength, and gave him an affirmative answer.Ru Meng rubbed the bruised back of her hand, and was startled to realize that things had some clues. She looked at the excited and confused Shangguan Yu with bright eyes.

"Hey, Shangguan Yu. You know Ziji, right?"

"Yes, she is indeed my father's concubine, but my father told me that Zi Ji passed away 23 years ago, how could she have a son? And I never heard my father mention that Zi Ji gave birth to an heir. This is really weird."

"Dead?! 23 years ago!" Rumeng was even more surprised. Shangguan Jue was only 22 years old. If her mother had been dead for 23 years, could he be a ghost?There must be something wrong here.

"Well, my father regretted this for the rest of my life. Back then, my father was young and vigorous, traveling around the four countries with a sword, and met Ziji. It is said that Ziji was the most beautiful woman in northern Xinjiang at that time. The two fell in love and decided to live together. Later, Something happened in the palace, so my father had to come back alone. I made an appointment to see you in half a year, and I will definitely take Ziji into the palace as a concubine. Half a year later, my father came to northern Xinjiang to propose a marriage, but was told that Ziji had an incurable disease He had already died suddenly. His father returned home sad, and he suffered from hidden illness from then on until he died in depression..." The facts that Shangguan Yu said were too different from what Shangguan Jue said, and Rumeng had to compare the two different versions. Analyze all the stories.

One said that Ziji had been obsessed with it for 15 years, and the other said that Ziji had already passed away.

"Has your father ever told you that Zi Ji is Zi Jiang's younger sister?" As soon as Ru Meng said this, Shangguan Yu's eyes widened in surprise, and he closed his black eyes that were wide open due to surprise for a long time , stood up, walked gently to Rumeng's side, and faintly announced in Rumeng's ear: "This king knows what's going on."

"I think, I also know what the truth of the matter is probably." Rumeng got Shangguanyu's hinted eyes, quietly glimpsed the small holes in the paper window lattice with his peripheral vision, took a deep breath, and blew out the only lighting tool.

In an instant, the surroundings were dark, but Rumeng no longer felt afraid, because a pair of strong and powerful arms gently encircled her slender figure from behind, filling her with a full sense of security physically and mentally.

Rumeng quietly rested her head on that broad shoulder, her eyes overflowing with sparkling joy.

"People are gone." Warm breath spit on Rumeng's sensitive son, Shangguanyu lifted his guard, lowered his head and sniffed the natural fragrance in Rumeng's hair, couldn't help feeling distracted, and increased the strength and warmth of the hug.

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