The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Murongci took out a jade plaque and showed it to the other party, "At least the landlord doesn't know my identity right now. The landlord should recognize this jade plaque."

The white gauze woman turned a blind eye, not looking at the jade medal at all, "it is indeed the jade medal of Baihualou."

"This jade medal appeared at the scene of the murder of Jian's family. The murder of Jian's family was a crime committed by Baihualou. The evidence is conclusive. I don't know how the host will explain to the court?" Murong Ci's chuckle was very cold.

"The host is willing to explain, but the host only confessed to the king." The white yarn woman stood up gently, unfolding the snow-white light yarn she held between her arms, her charming eyes and charming eyes.

Murongci looked at the man beside him, waiting for his response.

Murong Yu whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, other women can't touch me, only you can eat me."

She rolled her eyes inwardly, would you like to be so Chi Guoguo?

On the face, he smiled softly and nodded charmingly, just for the original poster.

The white gauze woman waved her light gauze, quite refreshingly, "Come here, take this girl to rest."

There was a rumbling in the silence, and a wall opened, and a woman in white appeared, with a hand, and said, "Girl, please."

Murongci followed the white-clothed woman away, turned the bronze wall, and the bronze steps unfolded in front of him, descending. The woman in white led the way, followed by walking up the bronze passage, silently jot down the surrounding environment.

The passages were all the same, and she was almost fainted.

If she goes out by herself later, I'm afraid it will take some effort.

Suddenly, the woman in white in front stopped, and in front was a bronze gate.

The woman in white did not know where to click, and the bronze gate opened and moved to both sides.

Murongci stepped into the hall and watched. The hall was also spacious, but the difference was elaborate decoration. Judging from the decoration style, the owner should be a man. A male lion head is hung on a bronze wall. The head is not an imitation, but the head of a real male lion is cut off after being killed, and then made by a special treatment, maintaining the ferocity of the beast. Especially the pair of beast eyes, who didn't know how to do it, went so furiously that they had the animality and fierceness of beasts.

On the opposite wall hung the skin of a tiger, spread out and hung, and it was quite large, showing that the tiger was mighty and strong. In the north, there is a low gilt bronze couch covered with a snowy, fluffy fox fur. A gilt jug and two wine bottles were placed on the bronze dwarf on the side.

She heard the sound of the bronze gate closing, and suddenly found that the woman in white was missing, and she couldn't keep up with her wanting to go out.

At this time, a corner of the opposite wall opened, and a long man in white walked in. He was wearing a thin bronze mask, revealing the parts under his eyes and nose.

Murongci stared at him, his unpatterned white clothes appeared to be dusty and refined, but the bronze mask ruined the overall temperament. His pupils are brown and black, his eyes are beautiful, his chin is sharp, his lines are firm, and his complexion is as fair as jade. She guessed that this person's appearance should be good.

He sits on a low bronze couch, pours himself a drink, "Why does the girl pretend to be a man?"

"Dare to ask the son how to call it?" She did not answer the question.

"Has anyone told you that you are very vigilant."

"No need to be told to me."

"Do you think I will harm you?"

"You will not be my friend."

"Interesting, interesting." The white-clothed boy drank it in one drink, with a graceful and elegant posture. "This is the Hundred Flower Sake made by myself. Would you like a glass?"

"I don't drink." Murong Ci directly refused. "The son is from Baihualou?"

"If you want me to answer your questions, you need to drink with me, have a drink, and I will answer one of your questions." His right hand rested casually on the armrest of the animal head specially made on the low couch, quite boldly, "How ?"

"I'm sorry, I am not so interested in you." She smiled coldly, "If you take off the mask, I can accompany you to drink and play this game."

"Papa Papa--" The white-clothed young man slapped his palm, his thin lips pursed in a beautiful arc with a smile, "What should I do? I am more and more interested in you."

"That's really the misfortune of the son." Murong Ci said coldly.

"It must be compelling for a girl to pretend to be a man." He stared at her meaningfully.

"The son must be forced to wear a mask."

"It's really fun to chat with you. Let's play a game like this."

The young man in white put an exquisite dagger on the low table. The bronze handle of the dagger was carved with simple, obscure and incomprehensible patterns, glowing with a cold awn color. He turned the dagger lightly, "Stop the dagger, and whoever the sharper is facing, that person must answer a question, answer the truth truthfully, and don't conceal something. You won't dare to play."

Murongci knew that he was an aggressive general, and said readily: "Why don't you dare? I'll come first."

The bare hand lightly pressed the dagger, lifted the internal force with a light stroke, and the dagger quickly turned. She stood full and confident, waiting for the result.

Sure enough, the sharp peak of the dagger faced him.

The young man in white gave a deep smile, and Yun Danfeng said softly: "If you want to ask, just ask."

She turned her eyes and raised her eyebrows: "This game is too simple, it's better to be more difficult. I asked, you must answer truthfully, but you must answer in the opposite direction."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, "This is a good idea, that's it."

"Is the son of Baihua Lou the host?" she asked, her eyes sharp and piercing.

"This question is very interesting." He smiled like a spring breeze, "Yes, I am the original poster. But haven't you seen the original poster in the Tenth Hall before? Why do you think she is not?"

"Because she doesn't have the grace that the host should have." Murong sneered, "It's yours."

His answer is: he is not the original poster, but she doesn't believe it.

Tell her directly that he is the original poster of Baihualou.

Although the game stated in advance to answer truthfully, she would not obey the rules of the game obediently, and believe that he would not.

The white man stared at her, his slender jade white hand pressed the dagger lightly, and the evil air swirled between his brows. The finger flicked and the dagger spun.

She guessed right, this time the sharp peak of the dagger was facing her.

He smiled and asked: "Do girls like royal kings?"

She smiled and said, "I don't like it."

The answer is: I like it, just to let him and Baihualou know that she is Murong Yu's woman, don't connect with the prince.

Then Murongci turned his dagger and asked, "Why did the son send his subordinates to kill the Li family and the Jian family?"

"Where is Xingzhi." The white-clothed boy smiled faintly.

"Is the girl a member of the royal family and clan of Yan Kingdom?" he asked.

"Yes." She then asked, "Is the host from Yan country?"

"Yes. The girl wants to marry Murong Yu?"

"No. Will the host send someone to commit crimes in the capital?"

"Yes. Is the girl the prince of Yan Guo?"

"Yes. Is the host from the Western Qin country?"

"Yes."

"..."

After playing several times in a row, both sides asked five questions.

Murong Ci secretly pondered, and he asked her if she was the prince of the Kingdom of Yan. It was obvious that he suspected that she was the prince of the Kingdom of Yan.

The young man in white poured two glasses of wine, and handed her one of the wine bottles, "I really don't know what I mean. Playing games with a girl, such an extremely smart person, is fortunate for three lives and has benefited a lot."

Murong Ci smiled deeply, "Me too. It's just that the poster's last question is out of standard. I am a woman, how can I be a prince?"

He laughed inexplicably, "Who can tell this? I can't say that the prince of Yan Guo, like a girl, likes to pretend to be a man."

She became nervous, and then smiled sarcastically, "It's hard to say that the son is a member of the royal family of the Western Qin Kingdom. He sneaked into the Kingdom of Yan to conspire and conspiracy."

Perhaps he has already determined her true identity.

The young man in white smiled and said: "Let's stop guessing. You and I will have a drink together and we will be friends in the future."

"I'm worried about the poison in the wine." Murong Ci raised his eyes coldly, "Besides, I never associate with people who don't show their true colors and don't know their names."

"Never mind." He raised his other hand and took off the bronze mask.

At this moment, she saw a clean, unfamiliar face, which she had never seen before.

Well, the appearance can only be said to be handsome, a bit worse than Rong Zhan.

Afterwards, he poured a little of the glass of wine handed her into his wine bottle, "Satisfied?"

She stared at him, searching in her memory whether she had seen this face... She was certain that she had never seen this person before, but she just felt that the man in front of her made her feel familiar.

"Girl, show your face, is it so difficult to have a drink together and be a friend?" The white-clothed boy was almost begging for nothing.

"Since the son is full of fist, I will drink a cup." Murong Ci took the bottle and drank it in one fell swoop. "The son does not admit that he is the owner of Baihua Lou, so his status in Baihua Lou must not be low. Please also tell the owner, If crimes are committed in the capital again, the royal prince and court will never give up."

"How do you think Murong Yu will deal with the massacre of the Li family and the Jian family?" He asked with interest.

She knew that what he asked was how Murong Yu would deal with Baihualou.

She raised her eyes and smiled, "Why don't the son ask him in person? It's late, and ask the son to send someone to take me back. I've been away for a long time, and he will worry about me."

The young man in white smiled, "I will take you there myself."

...

The plot of the tenth hall was staged simultaneously.

Murong Yu stared at the white gauze woman sitting on the gilt-carved chair. She took a sultry posture, showing her soft and boneless figure that men can’t stop, eye-catching and seductive.

However, no matter how hard she tried, he remained indifferent.

"You are not the host of Baihualou."

The voice did not fall, and the afterimage ransacked.

Before she could see what was happening, her throat had been clamped by a large iron hand, and her breath was immediately cut off. However, she was not afraid at all, and her faintly smiling eyes flowed over this supernaturally handsome and charming face, still charming and charming.

The martial arts of the royal king of the Northern Yan Kingdom is really unfathomable.

"It is rumored that the royal king of the Northern Yan Kingdom is wise and conspiring, and he really lives up to his name."

"Where is the host?" Murong Yu's eyes were cold.

"Yu Wang will die of this heart, the original poster will not see you. The original poster asked me to convey his meaning, the massacre of the Li family and the Jian family..." The white gauze woman smiled like frost, cold and charming.

"Don't say where the host is, this king will kill you immediately!" His tone was murderous and decisive, and his deep eyes burst into cold hostility.