Xue Qingyin looked closely and saw that the sleeve on Emperor Liang De’s right was soaked with blood and torn. The exposed arm was probably covered with medicine and bandaged with a cloth belt.

This is really hurt, and there is no falsehood at all.

This is definitely not directed and acted by Emperor Liang De.

But it shouldn't be King Xuan...

Xue Qingyin couldn't figure it out.

Fang Chengzhong on the other end couldn't understand: "Why did Your Highness send someone to assassinate? This is completely unworkable in Beijing."

To put it bluntly, the capital city is the emperor's base camp.

There are countless guards here and there are court officials. Moreover, although the emperor is getting older, his skills have not been completely abandoned. He himself is a good master of using swords and swords.

King Xuan said coldly: "The last assassination in the palace was He Songning's hand."

"This time... it was natural to fall on him? But... but the people sent by He Songning yelled to avenge Prince Zhang. This is obviously pulling you into the water! This will only make the emperor hate you even more!"

"He is pulling me into the water, but bad things are also good?"

“You mean…”

"Someone always needs to re-select the matter of Prince Zhang in front of everyone. Only in this way can the truth of that year be known to the people of the world."

"Yes." Fang Chengzhong sighed heavily, "I just don't know where He Songning said this is crazy. I thought he would deal with the Seventh Prince first."
Chapter completed!