Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

Chapter 535

Li Huoyue had checked the situation of Xu Lesong's family. When something happened in his sister-in-law's family, Xu Lesong's family was not having an easy time either.

Their family was convicted before the eldest sister-in-law's family, but not many details were found. We only knew that they were implicated because they pleaded for someone, and almost the entire family was executed. In the end, only Xu Lesong and Xu Lesong's aunt were left.

My aunt was sent to Jingye Temple in the east. Xu Lesong was still young at the time, so he stayed in his own house to guard her.

This mention was to warn Xu Lesong not to meddle in other people's affairs. Her parents and family members died because they meddled in other people's affairs and pleaded for mercy.

Another gust of dull and oppressive wind blew.

Li Huoyue felt something was wrong. The person behind the curtain brought up this matter at this point, probably not just to remind Xu Lesong that he was meddling in other people's affairs. Her intuition told her that the clues in the accident at Xu Lesong's home were related to the current mess.

"Besides, who could your childhood friend bring here to dare to attack my Prince Liang's Mansion?"

The above continues.

"Even if you dare to attack me, what guarantees can you give me that you can escape from me unscathed?"

The questions asked by the people above were colder and more frightening than the last.

"Even if they succeed, can't I catch Li Mengjin a second or third time?"

"Besides... if they take you away safely tonight, and I can't find them, can I still not find you?"

The continuous questions made Xu Lesong, who was in a state of excitement, completely lose his strength. He sat on the ground with his head down, motionless.

But it was these consecutive words that made Li Huoyue even more certain that this man was definitely not the King of Liang!

Prince Liang himself probably didn't notice that he liked to call himself "this prince" and rarely used the word "I". Such an oppressive question should have a very confident and complacent tone behind it. Using "this prince" would be more imposing, and according to habit, people would be more inclined to choose "this prince".

but no.

Four questions in a row, all with "I".

It's interesting. It's clear from his words that the Prince of Liang's Mansion is subordinate to him, but this person is not the Prince of Liang, so who could it be?

Could he make the King of Liang willingly share his house with him, or even be considered to be sharing his reputation?

A peer of the King of Liang?

Who has such ability?

elder?

...Among the elders of King Liang, perhaps only one has this ability.

Li Huoyue thought of another thing.

Just now when she was on the wall, she was thinking about the two reasons why the King of Liang, who didn't like to entertain guests, set up a "viewing banquet".

First, the banquet was not his original intention.

Second, the purpose of inviting people to the banquet was not to gather everyone together, but because he had no choice but to need help from others.

If it wasn't Prince Liang's original intention to hold the viewing banquet, was it His Majesty's request?

Probably.

On the fourth night of the New Year, the alliance's rescue plan failed, and Xue Rourou was seen in the palace the next day.

Li Huoyue frowned slightly.

Doesn't that mean the whole day the damn emperor summoned her into the palace was a show?

Or did the King of Liang let Xue Rourou meet her but didn't tell that old Deng?

Li Huoyue was unsure.

Speaking of which, I only saw Xue Rourou that day. Where was Sang Baohe?

In a flash, Li Huoyue began to think about sneaking into Prince Liang's palace again.

She looked at the open door and felt that it was waiting for her. Could it be that it was sure that she would come back?

But if it weren't for the inertia of practice in the past few days, she might not have returned to the vicinity of Prince Liang's Mansion at this moment.

A weird feeling.

This is different from calculation. There is no suspicious deduction clue, no plan, it's as if this thing was predicted to happen.

She suddenly thought of Sang Fuqing.

It's that feeling, exactly the same.

After a while, Xu Lesong's voice trembled slightly, but his tone was firm: "Since I saw it today, there is no reason not to save it! Even if you are the King of Liang, you can't resort to lynching the people. Even if I report this to the emperor, the explanation will be the same!"

Li Huoyue sighed inwardly, no wonder he could get along well with his sister-in-law.

After a while, a guard stealthily checked the door and the surrounding walls, then hurried upstairs to report.

"No?" The man above was obviously a little shocked, and his voice rose one or two degrees.

It started to rain again, and a light rain was about to fall.

"Your Highness, Prince of Liang!" Xu Lesong shouted, "Let's release Young Master Li first. If he really has offended you in any way, you've already beaten him. Shouldn't you have calmed down by now?"

Li Huoyue was filled with admiration for such fearless remarks.

"You..." The person above was somewhat helpless, "...that's all."

After saying that, the rope that was hanging Li Mengjin slowly slid, and his slender figure fell into the green tripod below, falling to the bottom of the tripod like a sack.

Li Huoyue did not expect this development. She did not think the other party would let her go.

If a fake prop is put down and let Xu Lesong touch it, won’t it be exposed?

What she didn't expect was that the person in the depths stood up and walked slowly to the front of the stands with dejected steps.

It was dark, but it did not affect Li Huoyue's vision. After seeing the man's face clearly, Li Huoyue was a little dazed.

This is the King of Liang!

That face, that figure, are exactly the same.

what's the situation?

Is it true that Prince Liang sneaked back upstairs?

No, no.

Li Huoyue squinted his eyes and looked around, and soon found something unusual.

The clothes are different.

To be precise, the dark patterns on the clothes are different.

It’s not that Li Huoyue paid so much attention to Prince Liang that he even remembered the dark patterns on his clothes clearly. Rather, the sewing technique of the dark patterns on Prince Liang’s clothes was a unique technique of the Li family’s clothing shop, and Li Huoyue could recognize it at a glance.

In the Southern Kingdom, the clothing of the legitimate masters of this kind of royal palace is uniformly distributed by the palace, and they will not buy it from outside clothing stores, even from royal merchants who have cooperation with the palace.

This King Liang is fake.

But there was one thing Li Huoyue couldn't understand. How could their Li family clothing shop be so bold as to sew clothes for the palace?

"Ms. Xu cares so much about Li Mengjin? Oh... looking at your moves just now, your master is Xuelin, right?" The fake King of Liang upstairs interrupted Li Huoyue's thoughts.

Xu Lesong was dragging the ladder that had been taken away by the servant and climbing up step by step.

Hearing the question, he paused and replied: "Yes, Your Highness, do you also know my master?"

"Ah."

After King Liang said this, he watched Xu Lesong start climbing again.

Xu Lesong was a martial artist, so this wasn't a difficult move. If she hadn't used up all her energy fighting just now, she probably wouldn't even need a ladder and could have jumped directly into the cauldron to save people.

When Xu Lesong climbed up the ladder to the edge of the cauldron and jumped into the bottom to untie Li Mengjin, the King of Liang spoke again:

"Your master also died here, but not in this tripod. This one is new."