Chapter 103
To kill Princess Qinghe with poison...

Into the dungeon...

Qingxuan's mind suddenly exploded, he, what is he talking about?
Xia Jingrong smiled lowly.

He gently slid his fingers across Qingxuan's tearful eyes, leaned closer, and his soft voice fell into her ears.

He says,

"Qingxuan, remember, don't blame yourself, everything that happened has nothing to do with you, it's just someone being too greedy."

After finishing speaking, he let her go, picked up the bright yellow scroll from the ground, and threw it at Xia Jingchen.

Xia Jingchen grabbed the imperial decree thrown at him, opened it with a gloomy face, and the huge three words "He Li Shu" came into his sight almost instantly.

"Two months ago, in the palace, the Marquis of Jing'an begged the emperor for this paper and the book of departure. Third brother, Qingxuan has nothing to do with you."

Xia Jingrong grabbed the long sword on the ground and stood up. He was obviously covered in blood, like a Shura who had fallen into the devil's way, but the face that turned all living beings upside down was still dazzlingly beautiful, making everything in the world stand out in front of him. Lost color.

His blood-stained thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was clear, but every word struck Xia Jingchen's heart,

"So how you treat your cousin alone has nothing to do with you."

Xia Jingchen stared at the Heli book in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot.

He had imagined countless times when he would be able to completely get rid of this woman Lu Qingxuan.

He really hated this woman, and wished she could die.

But just now, seeing her with the prince still hurt his eyes.

A never-before-seen anger welled up in his heart, and it even made him a little more excited than the anger that was so powerless that he wanted to explode every time he was treated unfairly.

When He Lishu unfolded in front of his eyes, and when they told him blatantly that the woman he hated had nothing to do with him, he was not as relieved and quietly happy as he imagined.

On the contrary, his heart seemed to be grabbed by something, which made him a little suffocated.

His fingertips were slightly white while holding and leaving the book.

"This king came here on orders, so let's arrest the emperor!" Xia Jingchen firmly suppressed the feeling of suffocation in his heart, and kept reminding himself to be more sober, and he must not lose his composure in front of Xia Jingrong.

Since he was a child, he envied and feared the emperor brother the most.

Even though they are only a few months apart in age, everything in their lives seems to be completely different.

He is the prince who has been favored by thousands of people, but he is a transparent person that no one pays attention to.

Today was the first time that he stood in front of him and could face him with an equal, even superior attitude.

Instead of the past, no matter when, you have to look up to him.

Xia Jingrong was indifferent to Xia Jingchen's words, he didn't seem to be surprised at all, the corners of his lips even slightly curled up a little, as if mocking his unknown secret thoughts.

"It's not impossible to capture alone, but you people are not worthy." As soon as he finished speaking, his body turned into an afterimage, crossing the living room, and the next moment, there was only one imperial guard guarding the courtyard. Then one fell.

Xia Jingchen came to his senses immediately, turned around, picked up his sword, and walked towards the courtyard.

The courtyard was almost bleeding into rivers. Before Xia Jingchen came, there had been a fierce battle here.

Right now, the battle is still fierce.

(End of this chapter)

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