As a child who was killed just after ten years of age, how could he consider these things?

As a young master who grew up under the love of his father since childhood, he is full of longing and admiration for his father. He fantasized all day long that he could one day serve the country like his father and gallop on the battlefield, how could he think about these things?

He covered his head... Pain and unwillingness lingered in his mind.●⌒

It's like someone is holding an awl and a hammer and constantly chiseling his head!

"Impossible...This is impossible..."

The prince swallowed a mouthful of blood and shouted: "How is this impossible? You traitor! Before your father was killed, he even expressed his willingness to confess that some other Xuyan country spies who were dormant in our country came to beg for life! He was a coward who was greedy for life and feared death!"

"This is impossible...this is absolutely impossible..."

"Also, do you know what happened to those good women who were insulted by your father in the end? There are many women among them who commit suicide by hanging themselves! Even if some endure humiliation and survive, once they endure marriage, your father will send someone to kill the whole family! It is also called to keep the reputation of those women!"

"No...no...no...no...no...no!"

"There are still many... do I have to say one by one? The case of the mumbling family in Murong's family is full of a big room! The father forced the prince to recite it carefully, and he was about to bleed!"

"I said...it's impossible!!!!"

Finally, Murong Minglan suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the prince's throat again and crashed heavily into the wall next to her!

The wall, which had already begun to appear a little loose, began to collapse and shatter under this slamming! The thick piles of stones behind it were exposed!

"These are all unfair crimes! They are all false charges!!!"

He stared at the eyes of the prince in his palm and shouted loudly—

"Now... I order you to say! 'The Murong family is loyal to the emperor and patriotic! The Murong family was wrongly killed because the emperor was defeated by the plan of alienation', said!!!"

Prince Wushui didn't speak, his head was stuck and raised upwards, and his eyes were even more disdainful and self-esteem.

This kind of contempt and looking down is the so-called resistance that this mortal is now facing the immortal.

only……

This kind of vision made Murong Minglan feel even more angry and hated! At the same time... a deep sense of shame, before this look, as if his whole body was stripped naked, an uncovered sense of shame began to rise from the bottom of his heart... unexpectedly...

"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes...I don't let you look at me with this kind of eyes!!!"

He began to feel a little fear.

It's so funny, an immortal... a spiritual immortal! Such a status is simply an unattainable existence for those mortals who were originally mediocre... Now, are they actually afraid because of the eyes of a mortal?

Murong Minglan still grabbed Prince Wushui with one hand, but his other hand was lifted up unconsciously and covered his face.

"Don't look at me! You... You don't look at me like this!!! I'm not wrong... I'm not wrong! My father is a hero... Our Murong family was framed... I will kill you... If you look at me like this again, I will kill you! I will definitely kill you-!!!"

Obviously, the prince's body is covered in scars and cannot move.

However, Murong Minglan was more like a wounded beast, roaring wildly.

He covered his face. The indescribable sense of shame made him dare not even raise his head in front of the prince.

I don’t know when the tears began, and tears began to roll out from the corners of his eyes. He wanted to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but the more he wiped them, the more they could not stop the tears flowing out.

In my memory, my childhood life that was once so perfect now feels so far away? Why is it so far away?

Whose life was the ten years I spent before I was destroyed?

Is it my own? In my memory, the amiable father, kind mother, the honor of the Murong family, and the dignity of the ever-winning general who fought on the battlefield and won every battle! All of this...

Everything...is it fake?

Everything in my childhood memory...is all...fake???

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Murong Minglan let go of her hand. He covered her face and retreated as if she was afraid.

At this moment, the manic cherry blossom petals in the air began to gradually calm down, slowly... slowly, falling down...

"This is not true...you are lying... you are lying."

After a long time, Murong Minglan finally slowly put down her hands.

And behind these hands, this originally gentle and handsome face has become so hideous and terrifying at this moment.

Like an evil ghost coming back from hell, his eyes were filled with fierce light, his lips were turned open, and his teeth were sharp like jackals. The saliva at the corner of his mouth mixed with tears extended to his chin, his facial muscles twitched, and his cheeks were bulging.

The cherry blossom petals that had fallen slowly no longer fall, but are suspended in the air and stationary. These petals, like blades, are solemn and sharp, and the sharpest end is all aimed at the dying prince.

"These lies... are so outrageous. Outrageous. In your words, my father... isn't he just a playboy? After his grandfather passed away, he was even more stupid. He openly rebelled and challenged your royal family. He even thought that everything he had done was perfect, and he thought that I was the best in the world? How could there be such a stupid person in this world? How could such a stupid person be my father?!"

The prince sneered and said softly: "It's a pity... now it seems that your father... is indeed so stupid..."

In an instant, a fierce light shone in Murong Minglan's eyes! And the cherry blossom petals floating in the air finally stabbed the body of the misty prince without any mercy...

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"According to the imperial edict, today is the last of the three trials - the martial arts test! Those who are the son-in-law must have the corresponding strength to protect Princess Shaohua's jade body. In order to increase the difficulty, this competition will be completed and all those who kill and injure people will be disqualified. I respect this!"

The heavy rain in summer comes so violently and so unpredictable.

In front of the Houde Gate, which has long become a vast ocean, there are still crowds of people around the square.

The wealthy family can build a small canopy to stand underneath, while the poor family holds an umbrella and looks forward to the situation in the game.

Today is the last competition.

And on that high platform, the imperial guards that appeared in the second competition arrived as scheduled today.

Behind the gauze curtain, a girl was looking forward to it and anxiously searching for her target among the crowd below.

Zuyin was standing next to the princess's emperor, holding an umbrella. Her eyes were staring at the field, and at the edge of the field in confusion.

Ding Dangxiang raised his head from time to time and interacted with the slightly fat palace maid. Both parties could see each other's doubts and difficulties from each other's eyes.

But today's dilemma is nothing else, because the only team of Wushui Country that could compete with the Shanwang Mansion did not appear today.

Similarly, the other Guanghan Palace team assisting the Wushui Kingdom was also like evaporated on earth, disappearing without a trace.

Without such two teams, Zhuge Wei-wo from the Prince of Good Mansion can be said to be proud of her on the court!

None of the others dared to come forward to resist the little prince head-on. They could be said to be unwilling or dared not.
Chapter completed!