The unlucky county princess and the crown prince

When Han Chen appeared in front of Murong yuan, the latter's facial muscles twitched violently, as if seeing a ghost, "you... You are..."

Han Chen stood in front of him condescending, "didn't you expect that? In those days, you killed my father and killed the east palace. But God has eyes. I survived just to take revenge on you one day. "

Murong yuan stares at Han Chen for a moment, then sneers: "there are so many people who cheat. You say it's the posthumous son of Prince Yu. What's the evidence?"

As soon as the voice fell, a slender figure appeared, "I don't know if Cheng Wang still remembers his old friend after 20 years of parting."

King Cheng was the title of Murong yuan when he was the prince. His eyes suddenly closed. Although he was old, he recognized Princess Zhuang, Prince Yu's favorite.

When the East Palace was burned, all the concubines and children were burned to death, and concubine Zhuang was among them. Later, it was found that there was something wrong with the dead body of concubine Zhuang. Knowing that the woman was likely to escape, she immediately sent troops to hunt her down, but it was fruitless for many years.

After many years, the two sides are old, but the situation is very different.

When Murong yuan saw that Princess Zhuang's gentle eyes were burning with anger, he burst out laughing, "you must have suffered a lot after cutting grass but not removing roots. The spring breeze is blowing again. You used to plan to get rid of the golden cicada and evade my pursuit for so many years?"

Concubine Zhuang stared coldly at this familiar face. Beneath her gentle appearance, she had a heart of jackal. It was this man who killed her husband and killed all the sisters in the palace. If it wasn't for her close maid, who was loyal to the Lord, how could she have lived for so many years?

"Injustice has its head and debt has its owner. Murong yuan, how did you take everything from Prince Yu at the beginning? Today you will pay it back." At this time, the Zhuang imperial concubine, with amazing momentum, was no longer the Han family's humble aunt Zhuang.

At this moment, Murong yuan suddenly understood that Murong Jia was not his own son. Was it the rumor that Zhuang's mother and son had worked together with Qiao Heng? Suddenly the blood gas surges up, "come on!"

Who knows, there is no movement outside. Seeing Murong yuan's face is livid, Qiao Heng knows that his smile is treacherous. "No one will come. Your majesty, you'd better rest in peace."

Murong yuan's body was stiff. Qiao Heng knew that the old fox had secretly taken refuge with the Zhuang family for a long time, in an attempt to deviate from the old master and support the new master. They were so unscrupulous that they must have controlled the palace city. The more they thought about it, the more angry they were, and they vomited a mouthful of blood. "Qiao Heng knew that I have treated you well these years. Why do you want to betray me?"

Qiao Heng knew that he was very contemptuous to Murong yuan, but he was very respectful to Han Chen. He said with a righteous voice, "Prince Yu is kind to me, and I will defend his only blood to the death. Murong yuan, you killed your brother and won the throne. What face do you have to question me here?"

Qiao Hengzhi's defection almost made Murong yuan pale and pale. After many years as emperor, he certainly understood that Qiao Hengzhi was not so loyal as he said. This old fox, who was only for profit, must be because Zhuang's mother and son gave him more benefits.

Han Chen's eyes are as bright as a knife, staring at Murong yuan. For so many years, even in his dream, what he wants is how to take revenge for his father by cutting the enemy.

To this end, he did not hesitate to sell his soul to the devil. His hands were stained with blood, and he stepped on the road of revenge step by step. In the tempering of blood and fire, Han Chen, who was once a talented man like a clear wind and a bright moon, had already become the past. Instead, he was a ruthless avenger. With a cold smile, he said, "Murong yuan, let me tell you one more thing."

Murong yuan narrowed his eyes, as if the opposite station is not a young man, but a devil from hell, who will stretch out his claws at any time, "what?"