"In order to kill King Zhao, are you willing to sacrifice a son?"

"Aren't the father-son relationship broken off?"

The man closed the wordless heavenly book in his hand and stood up: "Okay. Empress, prepare for the next action. Next time, be sure to eradicate the 'variable'."

...

In three days, Zhuanyun finished his cultivation and set off home quickly.

There is no way, he feels guilty when facing the eldest princess.

Moreover, as we spent the past three days together, the eldest princess's eyes became more and more subtle.

When he returned to Mengtian Pavilion, he saw Ni Wanru standing at the door, and a big rock fell in Zhuanyun's heart.

No matter how good the eldest princess is, it is not as good as her own wife.

"Zhuanyun!" Ni Wanru looked excited and threw herself into his arms.

The brute force hurt Zhuan Yun bared his teeth. He endured the pain and smiled and comforted: "Why aren't you waiting for me in the house?"

"I'm not at ease. If they hadn't stopped me, I would have wanted to go directly to the princess's mansion."

Only then did Ni Wanru remember that Zhuan Yun had injuries on her body, so she quickly let go of her hand and looked at Zhuan Yun carefully.

Except for his slightly pale complexion, no scars can be seen on the outside.

"Where are your injuries? Is it serious?"

"It's okay, just some skin trauma."

Zhuanyun pretended to be relaxed and went home with her.

It happened that I saw a group of people walking out with gifts.

“What is this for?”

"With the care of the eldest princess, I want to give her a generous gift."

Gifts?

Zhuanyun had a headache.

The one who has learned my identity. If you go to give a gift, will she misinterpret it as a demonstration?

"I think it's better to give gifts. She doesn't lack this. I'll ask His Highness Zhao to thank you."

"King Zhao is King Zhao, we are us. Don't worry, I'll take care of it. Now, you only need to be responsible for recuperating your injuries."

Ni Wanru smiled and took him back to the house to rest, then arranged a bath and tonight's medicinal meal.

When there was no one in the house, Zhuanyun looked at the corner.

"Are you here?"

The shadow slowly twisted, becoming a person, kneeling down on one knee: "Master."

Zhuanyun picked up the porcelain pillow next to him and smashed it over, sternly saying, "Who told you to do something random?"

The shadow did not hide and let the porcelain pillow hit the head.

Zhuanyun sneered: "Now I know, I am your master? You asked Lao Qiao to trick me into the game, but I never thought that I am your master, right?"

His groom is a carefully cultivated magical power-level assassin and death warrior. He will only kill one person in his life. His desperate attack before his death can severely damage or even kill the God King.

It is hard to estimate the money and energy of cultivating such as assassins. In the past hundred years, Zhuanyun has only trained three such assassins in total.

He once assassinated a martial saint and used up one person.

The remaining two were left, Lao Qiao stayed by his side as a groom guard. The other was placed next to a certain Kunwu God King.

This kind of assassin is expensive.

This time, the one who cheated Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun in one breath was his groom.

The groom took the initiative to take the two of them into the path and drill into the different space. The white mist that permeated the space was not someone else, but came out of Lao Qiao's body.

If someone else makes white mist and just brows appear, Old Qiao should change the way and avoid it.

There is also the poison of Tianma. That horse is Lao Qiao's companion who has been with him for three hundred years and is also a prop for assassination.

But now, it actually applies to himself and Peng Yu!

Thinking of this, Zhuanyun was so angry that he was filled with anger.

It’s a pity for the life of my confidant to be in vain, but also angered by my own experience.

Today, there is only one person who can mobilize his confidant without using himself!

The shadow didn't say anything and let Zhuanyun vent.

After all, Zhuanyun was very scheming and quickly adjusted his emotions and said in a deep voice: "Go and bring Lao Qiao's body back, don't let people notice it. In addition, bury it well and treat his family well."

"yes."

"Also, go back and tell your father that you cannot touch King Zhao before the Great Eve Calamity."

The shadow froze and responded in a low voice: "Mr. Marquis may not listen to you."

"Take the words back, and I will talk to him in person when I look back."

After touching the wound on his body, Zhuanyun closed his eyes and calmed down.

After he realized that the assassination came from the Marquis of Yunyang, he took the initiative to help Peng Yu block the disaster, in order to move everyone's eyes away from Zhuansun.

As we all know, the Zhuansun clan is the largest military marquis. The Zhuansun clan and the Kunwu clan have a feud. When something happened to King Zhao, the first target of everyone's suspicion was Zhuansun clan.

But even if the world knew that the Marquis of Yunyang and Zhuanyun were not in harmony, they would not think that Marquis of Yunyang would be willing to use his son's life as a bargaining chip.

Zhuansun clan loves his family.

This is also the reason why the search has no results in three days.
Chapter completed!