Therefore, he knew clearly how Concubine Li suddenly died in the palace and what role Princess Linglong played in this bizarre palace murder, but he still chose to protect Princess Linglong at the first opportunity. He asked Princess Linglong to Pretending to be crazy, he even personally dispatched the most trustworthy guards to guard Princess Linglong's mansion. He went against his father's wishes and even made his father bedridden and even died. This was all because of the reluctance in his heart. and attachment.
He knew that what he did was wrong, a big mistake, but he couldn't help watching his eldest sister, who was connected by blood, die.
What's more, he had to die with his own hands.
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Lu Zhicheng had no tears left. He stared at the red and luxurious peonies on the screen in silence and concentration, with his hands in his sleeves clenched into fists.
"It's good that you plead guilty happily. It saves us a lot of effort," Lu Zhishan looked at Du Heng and said slowly, "Linglong, you have always been smart, so why are you not confused now."
Du Heng was so busy that he took the confession and asked Princess Linglong to sign it.
"I can't be confused," Princess Linglong said lightly. She knew that if she was even slightly confused, Lu Zhicheng's life would be ruined. She looked at the dense handwriting on the confession. After a long silence, she slowly raised her head to look at Lu Zhicheng. Zhishan said, "Long live Lord, are you really not going to implicate Prince Huijun?"
Lu Zhishan met Princess Linglong's eyes and said slowly: "Linglong, you are so smart, you naturally know this kind of thing. I can't be confused at this time."
Princess Linglong knew that what Lu Zhishan said was true. He was about to ascend the throne, but Prince Huai was seriously ill at this time, and she, Princess Linglong, was about to die. Even if there was a reason for the incident, it would be in the ears of others. It was a royal scandal that could not be covered up, and the one who suffered the most was Lu Zhishan, the new king. If at this time, Prince Hui, who had great military exploits, was implicated again, it would naturally cause an uproar.
Princess Linglong didn't say anything else. She simply signed the confession and then made a pledge.
Du Heng handed the confession to Lu Zhishan for review. Lu Zhishan nodded, turned to look at Mu Nanzhi, and whispered: "Nanny, if you have any questions, you can ask them now."
Mu Nanzhi shook his head and whispered: "No more, I don't want to ask anymore."
Lu Zhishan was startled, but then he understood. He patted Mu Nanzhi's hand and said to Du Heng, "Take it down."
"Wait!" Princess Linglong suddenly said. She raised her head and looked at Mu Nanzhi, her eyes were very calm, "Anle, I was the one who poisoned you that year."
Mu Nanzhi suddenly froze. Although she had already guessed it, her lips were trembling uncontrollably: "Why... why?"
Yes, why
That year, she was only eleven years old, and Princess Linglong was only twelve years old. Why was a twelve-year-old girl so vicious? Why must she be put to death
Especially, at that time, she still thought that Princess Linglong was the only playmate in the palace and the most affectionate cousin. She wanted to tell her whatever she had to say, and she was willing to share all her joys, sorrows, and joys with Princess Linglong.
However, the twelve-year-old Princess Linglong wanted her life.
Why
what is this
She really couldn't think clearly, so she simply didn't want to ask, and she didn't want to know. Even though she would always have such a knot in her heart, she admitted it, but Princess Linglong tore open the scar with her own hands and let her taste it again. Bone-cutting pain and chills.