After being exiled, she carried an arsenal of weapons and went crazy in ancient times.

Fortunately, the horse shed of the inn was far away from the front yard, so it did not spread, and after the Rong family came out first, they drove the carriage out, and Rong Jingyuan was also put back into the carriage by everyone, leaving only Murong Qingyang and Murong Chen outside.

At this moment, Murong Qingyang's expression was quite strange, his eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the fire not far away, his eyes showed a look of sadness or loss, and he said in a low but very sure tone:

"Qin'er, this fire tonight was deliberately done by someone, right?"

Murong Qin was silent.

She had known about this matter for a long time, and she also knew who the main messenger behind the scenes was, but Murong Qingyang had always been filial, and she was afraid that he would not be able to accept it for a while, so she never broke it.

"I know, it's him! It's just for a throne, just a throne, he wants it, just take it back, why still refuses to let us go? Is it only when we are completely gone, can he sit back and relax? But after all, I am still his own son, and you are his grandson! Why? Why is he so ruthless? Is he so eager to burn us all inside?"

For a moment, sadness, despair, loss, resentment, helplessness and other emotions came to my heart one by one.

In extreme pain, Murong Qingyang laughed in a low voice, but Murong Qin heard that his heart was dripping blood.

Rong

Jinglan's eyes were also a little red, after thirteen years of marriage, the gentle and generous Murong Qingyang had never had such a collapsed look, but she didn't know how to comfort him.

Murong Qin lowered his eyes.

Although Murong Qingyang didn't say it before, she understood that with his past filial piety to that person, she must still have a trace of fantasy about Murong Zhantian in her heart.

But now it was different, after this fire, the last glimmer of hope in his heart also came to naught.

She looked in the direction of the capital with a slight mockery and smiled coldly.

In this way, should she be grateful to her unscrupulous imperial grandfather?

It was he

who personally cut off the last family affection that Murong Qingyang had treasured, and she didn't have to be afraid to face them again in the future.

After a long time, Murong Qingyang finally straightened his back again, unlike before, the whole person seemed to be reborn, looking at the three people who had always surrounded him, his face exuded a relieved smile, his eyes were burning but

loud, "From today on, I, Murong Qingyang, have nothing to do with them and the past! Don't you want our lives? That depends on whether they have the ability to do it! Lan'er, Qin'er, Chen'er, we all have to be more careful along the way." With

his eyebrows moving slightly, Murong Qin looked somewhere in the darkness, and when he raised his head again, he said solemnly

, "Dad, I haven't told you something yet. "

.......

It was almost dawn when the county officials arrived, and the inn had already been burned to the ground, leaving only a pile of wreckage.

Murong Qin didn't have any expectations for the people from the county government at all, because she knew that this matter had to be done, and she had to leave it alone, otherwise if it was spread out, it would only be the royal family who would be embarrassed after someone with a heart learned the truth.

As it turned out, she guessed correctly, just a few days after the group was back on the road, the news came that the fire in Fenghui Town was finally determined to be caused by the inn's lantern accidentally overturning the oil lamp and falling to the ground, and there was no trace of arson.

Of course, that's all for later.

At this moment, Murong Qin had already made an excuse to leave, and quietly came to an abandoned thatched house outside Fenghui Town.

Before the two of them could salute, Murong Qin split his head and asked, "What about the people?"

"When he returned to the little master, he only caught two, one of whom had committed suicide, and the other was inside, and his subordinates deliberately removed his chin. "Shadow two hug his fists.

"Very good!" Murong Qin stepped forward, kicked open the simple door, and looked at the black-clothed man in the room who was tied to a chair.

Seeing her come in, the man was lifeless, without the slightest hint of panic, and his eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he didn't care about his life or death at all.

Murong Qin confirmed the identity of this person at a glance, but she didn't care, after circling around this person, she said lightly: "I know who sent you, and I also know your purpose, so as long as you answer me a question, I will spare your life, how about it?"

The man in black didn't even blink his eyes, if this simple temptation could make them surrender, then they didn't have to be a dead soldier.

Murong Qin had expected this a long time ago, and she didn't care, and continued: "The question is very simple, as long as you tell who is the inner ghost among our people, you can leave from here, how about it?"

The man in black was still unmoved, Murong Qin nodded, raised his eyebrows and said: "

Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't say it, I know who sent you, that inner ghost, I will find him out sooner or later, instead of thinking about your master, you should think about your next fate.

I know you're not afraid of death, but you must know that sometimes life is worse than death,"

she bowed her head and calmly pulled out two short daggers, the daggers were extremely sharp and glowing with cold light in the light of the fire.

Murong Qin picked up the dagger and gently slashed it across his neck, and the man in black only felt a slight tingling pain in his neck, and red blood beads had already flowed down his neck.

He shuddered unconsciously.

She chuckled lightly

and said, "I've seen a lot of dead soldiers like you, I have a way to deal with people like you, do you want to try one of my latest inventions?" Murong Qin said as

he gestured with a knife on him, "Have you ever seen skinning?" is to peel off the skin of your whole body little by little from the flesh when you are sober, oh, start from the beginning, make such a big long mark, and then peel it down finely, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, neck....... All the way to his feet, after peeling it, he smashed the bones of his whole body, and threw them into the forest in the back mountains blindfolded..."

A trace of fear finally flashed in the eyes of the man in black, Murong Qin quietly put it in his eyes, and continued:

"There seem to be a lot of wild boars in the current season, if you are sent to their mouths at this time, how will those wild boars treat you? Hehe, wouldn't it be wonderful to feel that your flesh and blood were torn off by them one by one, and then chewed and swallowed into your stomach? I think you can give it a try. The

man in black turned a little pale.

Not to mention him, even the shadow and shadow behind him were bloodless, thinking of that scene, I only felt a surge in my stomach, and a strange feeling rose in my heart at the same time.

Since following His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, they have seen the Taisun countless times, but they have never seen him like this.

A little careless, a little perverse, a little cruel, obviously contradictory to the indifference between his eyebrows and eyes, but it makes people feel that he should be like this.

Murong Qin's only best friend in her last life died in such a tragic situation after the mission failed, and later, in a fit of rage, she hid for three years and killed the gang boss to avenge her.

Thinking of this, the anger in my heart suddenly rose.

I saw a flash of cold light, and two sharp knives were inserted into the left hand of the man in black, one left and one right, and instantly nailed him to the armrest, and the cold voice sounded in my ears

, "How about it? Have you thought about it? I'll give you one last chance, you know, my patience has never been very good." The

black-clothed man was terrified, sweating like rain but unable to make a sound, so he could only shake his unusually white face and nod desperately to say something.

Murong Qin glanced back, nodded his head, and stepped forward with force.

"Click!" the

jaw was instantly re-seated.

"I say!" the man in black screamed, trembling and trembling, "I'll say it!"