Chapter 236

This man is too scary. Sima Qingyun, an old minister, was suppressed in aura just by looking at him, and his heart trembled slightly. The domineering aura on this man was much higher than that of the emperor Shangguan Yao, and it was even more shocking. Trembling is a very terrifying opponent, and he is the Palace Master of Shenlong Palace.

Murong Chong.

What was he doing here, and why did he order someone to save him last time.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Sima Qingyun pointed at Murong Chong with a trembling finger. He was not afraid of death, but facing such a formidable opponent, he still couldn't help being afraid. There was a frightening coldness about this person, which made people afraid from the bottom of their hearts...

"Master Sima has always been worried that the people in the Sima Mansion will be implicated, why not put them to death and survive?"

He turned around again and looked up at a calligraphy and painting behind Sima Qingyun's desk. At this moment, his pupils were warm and clear like blue waves, and his voice was magnetic and lazy. Although there was a chill, there was no murderous intent.

The calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall are exactly his father's handwriting. Seeing his father's handwriting here makes him feel very warm in his heart. When Murong Chong raised his hand, the calligraphy and painting on the wall flew out and fell In his hands, I couldn't help but rub gently, my father's loving face seemed to be right in front of me, if he could not die, I believe it was my father who protected him in the dark.

Seeing Murong Chong's movements, Sima Qingyun forgot to be afraid, stepped forward and shouted: "Quickly put it down, you can kill me, don't touch that."

"This is the calligraphy and painting of the first emperor. Do you, Sima Qingyun, deserve to hang this painting?"

Murong Chong's voice was so steep and cold, like the snow on the top of a snow mountain that has not melted for a thousand years, it was so cold that it made your teeth chatter and you couldn't speak a word.

Sima Qingyun's face was pale, and he couldn't explain why he was so afraid of this person. This kind of fear was born in his bones.

But he didn't think he had done anything wrong to the late emperor, so he pretended to be calm and said: "Who are you, who are you, and whether I am worthy of hanging the late emperor's painting is none of your business."

It is said that Murong Chong of Shenlong Palace is mysterious and unpredictable, no one has seen his face, and it is precisely because no one has seen his appearance that people doubt, who is he?
"I?"

Murong burst into a sharp smile, that smile was flamboyant, intense, and domineering, like a golden lion on the grassland, I am the only one in the world.

He raised his hand abruptly, and the mask fell off in response. Under the light, he turned around slowly.

That is a stunning beauty that can overwhelm the country and the city, the brilliance is overwhelming, and people can't help but sigh, there is such a beautiful face in the world.

A pair of long and narrow eyebrows, as if cut by frost and moon skillfully, the peach-like pupils exude a dazzling brilliance, long and thick eyelashes, like a natural brocade fan, projected under the shining light A circle of shadows made those deep eyes look as beautiful as jewels and more like pearls. The proud nose, sexy lips, and black hair made the face even more beautiful. Even a woman is ashamed, but she doesn't have the femininity and beauty of a woman, on the contrary, she has a more stern look, domineering and aggressive, no matter if it's a man or a woman, I'm afraid they can't escape This kind of charm, like a fairy, like a demon, like a human, like a demon, makes people unable to tell what kind of illusory land this is.

But what really shocked Sima Qingyun was not his stunning demeanor, but his radiant face, which was as good as the empress dowager.

Yes, the owner of the Shenlong Palace, whom no one in the world has ever met, looks exactly like the empress dowager of the current dynasty. He is more similar to the queen mother than the current emperor, while Ling Han, the majestic and domineering king of the world, is resembling the former emperor , he, is he?
Sima Qingyun took two steps back to stabilize his figure, knelt down with a plop, his heart was burning, and he cried out: "Prince?"

Sima Qingyun never dreamed that the owner of the Shenlong Palace who everyone got and punished was actually the crown prince Shangguan Yao, so who is the emperor in the palace now? The person in front of him is the former prince, the blood of the former emperor, and these courtiers actually support a fake blood, let him pretend to be fake, sit in the court hall majestically, and point fingers.

"what on earth is it?"

Sima Qingyun's mind was stunned and chaotic, his thoughts were like a mess, and he couldn't make sense of them, the more he reasoned, the more chaotic he became, and finally he had to look up at the man who was condescendingly looking down at him.

His eyebrows and eyes are like the empress dowager, but his charm is like that of the former emperor. He is a natural emperor and general, with stunning beauty and elegance. It's just why a prince becomes the leader of a gang in the Jianghu, while a fake person becomes a prince, and even becomes an emperor.

"His Royal Highness, what happened? Why didn't the prince go to see the Empress Dowager? The Empress must have been kept in the dark."

Sima Qingyun was inconceivable, even unimaginable, how could the empress dowager and the emperor's mother and son not be aware that the emperor in the palace was a fake.

Murong Chong concentrated his hands, and the mask that fell to the ground was put on his face again. His dark pupils were like a deep abyss, and the cold air circulated through the gaps. He turned around slowly, walked to the back of the desk and sat down, and spoke calmly.

"Prime Minister Sima, get up."

"Thank you, Prince."

Sima Qingyun was completely frightened tonight. He was more shocked than the emperor wanted to kill him. After the shock, he felt deeply guilty towards the late emperor. He was living outside, making a fake prince the emperor.

That man was so powerful that he even managed to hide it from their courtiers, and even from the Queen Mother.

If the real prince is in front of him, then who is in the palace?That person looks very similar to the prince, although he is not very similar, but there are six or seven points. In addition, when the prince left Beijing, he was 13 years old, and he was still a child. When he came back, he was already grown up. As a teenager, who would have thought that he would be stolen.

"Prince, what is going on? Do you want to contact the Empress Dowager and the Tai Tuo about this matter?"

After Sima Qingyun stood up, he couldn't wait to ask, his face was full of anxiety, since he knew that this crown prince was the blood of the former emperor, he would never let that fake person harm others, no wonder he felt that the emperor was narrow-minded, completely different from the previous one. Style, it turned out to be a fake.

"shut up."

Murong shouted coldly, because of Sima Qingyun's words, his pupils looked sinister and radiant like magic, like Satan Shura in the Netherworld.

(End of this chapter)

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