Eternal Love

  The one hundred and thirteenth chapter contact (4)

  As a result, Dongfang Yan, who was frightened by Zhao Ziheng's domineering, didn't know how to answer Zhao Ziheng's words.

"I declare once again that I attach great importance to the diplomatic relations between our two countries. The death of the Eastern princess was a complete accident, and the murderer that everyone saw was obviously just a survivor. The real mastermind was someone else who could break through the palace of King Zhao A person with a layer of protection can conceivably be no small thing, so it will certainly not be caught so easily. I don’t know why King Lian suddenly became so obsessed with wanting that surrogate ghost, but I would never sit back and watch. , After all, it happened in King Zhao’s palace. Regardless of whether King Lian believes it or not, we Zhao will try our best to find out the mastermind behind it. Before that, we Zhao Guohui will do our best to protect the suspect, because only she and we can Find the mastermind as much as possible."

  In the silent Imperial Study Room, Zhao Ziheng’s voice appeared exceptionally clear, and his unsentimental attitude made everyone speechless.

   "...Why do you maintain her like this."

  After a long time, Dongfang Yan regained her ability to speak, and there was no more fierce strength and anger in her tone, and some only had a slightly low and questioning tone.

  "It’s not about maintenance, but I don’t want someone to die in vain. Even if it is a scapegoat or a surrogate, I will not allow it to happen."

   "What about my daughter? Isn't it in vain?"

At this moment, Dongfang Yan’s attitude transformed into the vicissitudes of an ordinary father when he lost his daughter. Zhao Ziheng was silent. Yes, he could not deny the fact of this incident. Suddenly, Zhao Ziheng stood up under the gaze of everyone, no The few were shaken, and Zhao Ziheng walked to the side under the eyes of everyone with surprise and doubt, and took the hanging sword from the wall. This action immediately caused the commotion and vigilance of the people present; then, Zhao Ziheng watched everyone in fear. Next, holding the sword and walking to the front of King Lian, he drew the sword out, the sound of the blade rubbing against the sheath was particularly harsh...

   "Wang Zhao!!!"

"What do you want to do??"

   "The emperor!!"

  The voices of confusion and panic were endless. This was a normal reaction, but Zhao Ziheng didn't care. Only Wang Ye was unmoved by Zhao Ziheng's actions. He just watched Zhao Ziheng's eyes with a little bit of sorrow.

  Next, something astonishing happened. After pulling out the sword, Zhao Ziheng turned one end of the hilt towards Dongfang Yan...

   "What do you mean?"

Dongfang Yan, who hardly thinks more about his spare energy, is even more puzzled by Zhao Ziheng's actions. He has to admit his failure as a monarch. Facing Zhao Ziheng, who is younger than him and later became a king, he will be completely affected by the other's imposing manner. Oppressed.

"Before the real culprit is found, if King Lian insists on a result, then I will bear it. Although it cannot be said that it is a fate, but until King Lian is satisfied, King Lian can put all the pain of losing her daughter on me. , This is my answer."

As soon as he said this, everyone present was shocked, except that Wang Ye just closed his eyes sadly, Zhao Guo's officials said to stop, the refining party was speechless, Dongfang Yan was even more shocked and stunned. Looking at Zhao Ziheng, I couldn't believe that Zhao Ziheng would say such a thing.

  The words of others, Zhao Ziheng did not listen at all. He simply ignored him. He maintained the action of placing the sword in front of Dongfang Yan. His expression was calm, no fear, no withdrawal, no hesitation, and some only calmness and determination.

   "The emperor, please think twice."

   "The emperor!!"

   "The emperor!!"

Zhao's officials kept saying to stop, but Zhao Ziheng only made a gesture to silence everyone. Dongfang Yan didn't seem to be able to hear the surrounding sounds, as if he could only feel the existence of himself and Zhao Ziheng, and slowly lifted up. Starting with his hand, he was clearly jealous and hateful, and he was clearly in front of him, but he could never touch it; seeing the waves in Zhao Ziyin’s eyes calmly, Dongfang Yan only felt deeply drawn by the other party, and his hand unknowingly held Zhao Ziheng's hand. The sword coming...

   "Go ahead, no worries."

  Zhao Ziheng’s words undoubtedly stimulated Dongfang Yan’s instincts, so he instinctively raised the sword and reached Zhao Ziheng’s left shoulder smoothly, and the minister of Zhao Guo suddenly exclaimed...

   "Quiet, this is what the king meant. Listen, no one is allowed to be disrespectful to King Lian."

In a simple sentence, Zhao Ziheng’s deep voice silenced everyone. The officials of the State of Zhao resisted the impulse because of their loyalty to Zhao Ziheng, while the refining party was stunned, unable to recover for a long time. He watched as his monarch put his sword on Zhao Ziheng's left shoulder.

  Dongfang Yan has some kung fu skills, so although the sword stabbed, it did not go deep. Only red flowers bloomed slowly on Zhao Ziheng's left shoulder, but Zhao Ziheng didn't even frown, and didn't feel at all.

   "Can only this degree offset the pain of King Lian?"

  A provocative tone came out from Zhao Ziheng's mouth. Almost everyone felt a chill in their backs, and the whole person was stiff. Who would have thought that Zhao Ziheng could say such provocative words in such a situation? However, Wang Ye still closed his eyes and did not look. He seemed calm but still could not conceal the shaking of his body. Although it was only slight, he could still feel the unbearableness in Wang Ye's heart. His hands clenched his fists tightly, red. The liquid overflowed from the fingers and fell on the ground drop by drop.