Prince, who shall we kill today?

In the afternoon, Rong Xuechuan practiced sword in the garden as usual.An ice-drinking sword was in his hand, and the cold air poured out, and the white mist was boundless.Where the sword energy passed, the flowers were stained with frost, and melted into fine water droplets under the light, like rain.

After practicing a set of sword skills, Rong Xuechuan walked towards the gazebo in the garden with his sword in hand.

There, Rong Ze had prepared tea and was waiting for him.After he sat down, Rong Ze handed him a towel to wipe his sweat, and poured him a cup of cold tea.Then the father and son chatted about sword skills, Rong Ze humbly asked for leave, Rong Xuechuan answered patiently, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Not long after, a young man in black clothes stepped into the garden, walked quickly outside the gazebo, and bowed to the two of them.

"Huanzhi pays homage to the prince, to the eldest son."

Rong Xuechuan waved his hand, blew away the tea in the cup, and took a sip.

Rong Ze stood up and said to the young man, "Please sit down, Huanzhi."

"Thank you, my lord." The man named Ling Huanzhi glanced at Rong Xuechuan and said, "This subordinate has something important to report to the prince."

Rong Ze also glanced at his father, and said: "The child will step back first, father."

He was about to move, but his father stopped him.

"You stay here." Rong Xuechuan said while wiping his sword, "In the future, these things will still be left to you. From now on, you must gradually become familiar with all of this."

Rong Ze was overjoyed, answered "Yes!", quickly turned around and sat down, and then said to Ling Huanzhi: "What's the matter? Tell me quickly."

Ling Huanzhi said: "This subordinate received a secret letter from Xuanyi Pavilion in Honghai today, saying that there is the whereabouts of the third son."

"What?" Rong Ze stood up abruptly, walked quickly to Ling Huanzhi, and asked eagerly, "Your words are true? Who sent the letter?"

Ling Huanzhi handed the two letters he received recently to Rong Ze: "It's a man named Xue Man, but his subordinates don't know him. The other letter is from Zhang Buke of Tianji Building .He infiltrated Xuanyi Pavilion a few days ago to help us inquire about information. According to the content of the letter, he seems to be with that person named Xue Man."

Rong Ze took the two letters to his father to read.

Rong Xuechuan was obsessed with wiping his sword, but he glanced at it lightly.On the contrary, Rong Ze carefully read the contents of the two letters several times, and then murmured: "He actually found it..."

Ling Huanzhi boldly asked, "Your Excellency, do you know who that is?"

Rong Ze was suddenly asked, and he didn't know how to answer.He glanced at his father and received the other party's ignorance, so he had no choice but to ignore the question.

Ling Huanzhi was quite curious about that person's identity, so he went further: "This person said in the letter that the third son is Xuannv. The son was harmed by others, lost his memory, and was disguised as a fairy. Because the subordinates don't know this It is impossible to judge whether his news is reliable or not, so it is inconvenient to arrange actions, and I hope the prince and son will make it clear."

Rong Ze said: "This person's news can be trusted."

Ling Huanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and his words were filled with joy. "That's good, it's great that the third son is still alive! Then this subordinate will take someone to bring the third son back, and at the same time destroy the Xuanyi Pavilion that pretends to be a ghost to confuse the people."

He was about to say his farewell when the prince who was obsessed with wiping his sword finally spoke.

Rong Xuechuan said: "Kill Xuannv and bring Xue Man back."

"This..." Ling Huanzhi's smile gradually froze, and even Rong Ze's expression changed.

"My lord," Ling Huanzhi hurriedly knelt down beside him, and said in a deep voice, "According to the letter, the third son was seriously injured, lost his memory, and was deluded by others, so he mistakenly thought he was a goddess. Cooperate with those wicked people to pretend to be gods and play ghosts, and I hope the prince will learn from him!"

The prince was unmoved.

Ling Huanzhi said again: "The third son has been able to distinguish right from wrong since he was a child, and he has a mind. If he is sober, he will definitely not compromise. He must have suffered a lot when he was away in the past few years. I also ask the prince to remember the love of his own flesh and blood, and forgive him." He dies."

The prince turned the sword over and continued to wipe it.

Sweat dripped down Ling Huanzhi's forehead, and he was extremely nervous.

He really didn't know what to do, so he heard Rong Ze say: "Just do as the prince told you."

Ling Huanzhi still wanted to fight, but Rong Ze stopped him with one sentence: "Don't let the prince say it a second time."

Ling Huanzhi didn't dare to offend the prince, and didn't dare to say more, so he quickly took his order and retreated.

When he reached the front door, he turned around and walked to the side of the tree, looked up, and considered whether he should just pull his belt and hang himself on the tree.

The prince actually asked him to kill his own son, isn't that embarrassing him? !

Although the prince frequently blamed the third son and often beat and scolded him, Ling Huanzhi has been working with the prince since he was a child, so he naturally knows that he also loves a child who likes to run away from home.

Since the third son disappeared, the prince has been much more silent than before, and his smile is even less visible.Ling Huanzhi saw all this, so he never gave up looking for the whereabouts of the third young master.

Now that there is news about that person, the prince actually asked him to kill him.Ling Huanzhi was really worried that he would kill someone obediently. Later, the prince would settle the score with him again, practice the ice-drinking sword technique on himself, and give him a three-foot-frozen body that could be broken into thousands of pieces.

He has not forgotten what happened to Yan Duo...

He doesn't want to be the next Yan Duo...

After thinking for a moment, he was about to untie his belt.Just at this moment, a clear voice came.

"Huanzhi."

Ling Huanzhi quickly turned around: "Young master!"

After saluting, he ran to Rong Ze's side, and said in an urgent tone: "My lord, hurry up and beg for your brother and your father! Save my life too! I really dare not kill the third lord!"

Rong Ze's face was gloomy, and his tone was low: "Do you think I didn't do it?"

"That?"

Rong Ze was extremely frustrated: "Father asked me whether I am the best in the world in writing, or in martial arts..."

"Pfft." Ling Huanzhi couldn't help laughing.

Rong Zefei gave a sharp look, and Ling Huanzhi immediately suppressed his smile.

"Just do what my father said." Rong Ze patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Since I made the order, I won't go back on my word and blame you."

Ling Huanzhi had many worries, but he couldn't complain any more.But he still has an extremely curious question that needs to be solved urgently. "Eldest son, you are the best, can you tell me, who is that Xue Man?"

Rong Ze sighed, and said helplessly, "I don't want to say, you guess for yourself."

"I have a bold idea..." Ling Huanzhi whispered, "I guess... he is the husband of the third son?"

Rong Ze gave an extremely reluctant "hmm".

Ling Huanzhi was puzzled: "Isn't his name Herman?"

"He is not a foreigner." Rong Ze said, "It seems that he is the people of Daqi, but I don't know too well."

Ling Huanzhi had a strange expression on his face: "Then why did the lord want me to bring him back? Could it be that he wanted to practice a set of ice-drinking swordsmanship on that kid, and give him a three-foot-frozen body that could be broken into pieces? Brought it back, but didn’t say that it’s going to die, it’s still going to live, what should I do?”

"Whether alive or dead, it depends on your ability to bring it back." Rong Ze said, "You can figure it out yourself."

After he finished speaking, he turned and went back.

Ling Huanzhi looked at his back, not knowing what to do.

In any case, he felt that if he saw that man named Xue Man, he would definitely beat him up first.The reason... vent your anger for the prince, vent your anger for the third son, vent your anger for yourself!

He straightened his belt and strode out of the palace.

Then he drew his sword out of its sheath and roared, "Xue Man—you just wait!"