Chapter 839
All eyes are on Ni Deyuan. The development of this matter is a bit too weird, right?

Before everyone could figure it out, Murong Ji exploded: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Murong Ji took two quick steps, and rushed directly in front of Ni Deyuan, about to kick him.

Fortunately, the guards next to him had long been on guard.

As soon as he saw Murong Ji raise his leg, he rushed forward and stopped him directly.

"Dare to block me?" Who is Murong Ji?

Prince!

If he wanted to hit someone, would anyone dare to stop him?

Looking for death?
"Get out of the way!" Murong Ji yelled, raised his hand to point at the guard and hit him down.

"Stop!" Murong Hongxu scolded, staring at Murong Ji, "Nonsense!"

"Father, he has wronged my son's concubine!" Murong Ji turned his head, stared at Murong Hongxu, and complained indignantly.

"Are you wronged? Let Ding Guogong finish the sentence first!" As it is a matter of state affairs, Murong Hongxu naturally cannot be too partial to Murong Ji, but he still loves Murong Ji, "If he talks nonsense, it's up to you disposal."

"Okay." Murong Ji did it to save face for his father, "I will listen to his nonsense."

Murong Ji stood aside angrily, staring at Ni Deyuan viciously.

Looking at that posture, if Ni Deyuan said something wrong, Murong Ji would definitely be able to slash at it.

"Ding Guogong, tell me." Murong Hongxu sat there with a blank expression on his face, no one knew what he was thinking.

"On the day when Concubine Yong died suddenly, the second daughter of the minister rushed back to Duke Dingguo's mansion late at night, with one hand stained with blood, and took out something from her bosom." As he said, Ni Deyuan seemed to have made up his mind to do something. He made a decision that made him extremely sad, but he had to make it.

He took out a sachet from his pocket and offered it with both hands.

Eunuch Cheng didn't wait for Murong Hongxu's order, he hurried over and presented the sachet to Murong Hongxu.

The objects in this palace have their own marks in each palace, not to mention that the various patterns and colors represent different identities, that can't be sloppy at all.

As soon as the sachet was in Murong Hongxu's hands, he saw it at a glance, and said in a low voice, "Prince Princess's sachet."

There was no ups and downs in the voice, people couldn't hear the joy or anger, but one person was directly angry.

"Just a sachet and you want to plant it on the princess of the Palace? Ni Deyuan, you are so brave!" Murong Ji rushed towards Ni Deyuan angrily.

The guards in the palace were already prepared and hurried over to stop Murong Ji.

Who knows if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will directly kill Ni Deyuan under the rage?
This kind of thing, His Royal Highness, can really do it!
"Prince!" Murong Hongxu frowned and reprimanded lightly.

Murong Ji absolutely ignored it, raised his hand and slapped the guard, cursing: "Get lost!"

Dare to block his way, have you got fat?
The guard who was beaten naturally did not dare to fight back, and had to try his best to stop Murong Ji.

Unexpectedly, just as he stretched out his hand to Murong Ji, he heard a tragic wail from him: "You dare to assassinate Ben Gong! Come on, catch him!"

The guard was completely dumbfounded, how could it be like this?
Can framing be relied on?

His hand hasn't touched the crown prince yet, the distance is a full two inches, what's the crown prince's name?

Can you be more fake?

Murong Hongxu on the dragon chair pressed his forehead with a headache, this Murong Ji, he didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)

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