Chapter 113 Contact (4)
As a result, Dongfang Yan, who was shocked by Zhao Ziheng's domineering attitude, didn't know how to respond to Zhao Ziheng's words.
"I declare once again that I attach great importance to the diplomatic relations between our two countries. The death of Princess Dongfang was a complete accident, and the murderer you all saw was obviously just a scapegoat. The real mastermind is someone else. It is conceivable that the person who can break through the layers of defense of our Zhao Kingdom Palace must be extraordinary, so he will definitely not be caught so easily. I don't know why King Lian suddenly became so obsessed with wanting that scapegoat, but I will never sit idly by. After all, it happened in our Zhao Kingdom Palace. Whether King Lian believes it or not, our Zhao Kingdom will do its best to find the mastermind behind it. Before that, our Zhao Kingdom will do its best to protect the suspect, because only with her can we find the mastermind as much as possible."
In the silent imperial study, Zhao Ziheng's voice was particularly clear, and his attitude without any emotion left everyone speechless.
"Why are you defending her so much?"
It was a long time before Dongfang Yan regained the ability to speak. There was no more fierce strength and anger in his tone, only a slightly low and inquiring tone.
"It's not about protecting someone, but I don't want anyone to die in vain. Even if they are scapegoats or scapegoats, I won't allow it to happen."
"What about my daughter? Didn't she die in vain?"
At this moment, Dongfang Yan's attitude turned into the vicissitudes of an ordinary father who lost his daughter. Zhao Ziheng was silent. Yes, he could not deny the fact of this matter. Suddenly, Zhao Ziheng stood up under the gaze of everyone. Many people were shaken. Under the surprised and puzzled gaze of everyone, Zhao Ziheng walked to the side and took down the sword hanging on the wall. This move immediately caused a commotion and vigilance among the people present. Then, Zhao Ziheng walked to the front of King Lian with the sword in his hand under the panicked gaze of everyone and pulled out the sword. The sound of the blade rubbing against the sheath was particularly harsh...
"King Zhao!!!"
"What do you want to do??"
"emperor!!"
There were constant sounds of surprise and panic from the crowd, which was a normal reaction, but Zhao Ziheng did not care. Wang Ye was the only one present who was unmoved by Zhao Ziheng's actions, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes as he looked at Zhao Ziheng.
Then, something shocking happened. After Zhao Ziheng drew out his sword, he pointed the hilt towards Dongfang Yan...
"What's the meaning??"
Dongfang Yan, who had almost no energy to think, was even more confused by Zhao Ziheng's actions. He had to admit his failure as a monarch. Facing Zhao Ziheng, who was younger than him and became king later, he was completely oppressed by the other's momentum.
"Before the real murderer is found, if King Lian insists on a result, then I will bear it. Although I cannot say that I will pay with my life, I will bear it until King Lian is satisfied. King Lian can put all the pain of losing his daughter on me. This is my answer."
When these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked, except Wang Ye who just closed his eyes sadly. The ministers of Zhao State spoke out to stop him, the people of Lian State were speechless, and Dongfang Yan was completely stunned, staring at Zhao Ziheng, he couldn't believe that Zhao Ziheng would say such a thing.
Zhao Ziheng did not listen to what others said at all, and simply ignored it. He kept the sword in front of Dongfang Yan, with a calm expression. There was no fear no retreat, no hesitation, only calmness and determination.
"Your Majesty, please think twice."
"emperor!!"
"emperor!!"
The ministers of Zhao State kept speaking out to stop him, but Zhao Ziheng only made a gesture to quiet everyone down. Dongfang Yan seemed unable to hear the sounds around him, as if he could only feel the existence of himself and Zhao Ziheng. He slowly raised his hand. He was clearly jealous and resentful, and he was clearly right in front of him, but he could never touch him. Looking at the calmness in Zhao Ziyin's eyes, Dongfang Yan felt deeply attracted to him, and his hand unconsciously grasped the sword handed over by Zhao Ziheng...
"Go ahead, don't worry."
Zhao Ziheng's words undoubtedly stimulated Dongfang Yan's instinct, so he instinctively raised his sword and pointed it at Zhao Ziheng's left shoulder. The Zhao ministers immediately exclaimed...
"Be quiet. This is what the king wants. Listen, no one is allowed to disrespect the king."
With just a few simple words, Zhao Ziheng's deep voice silenced everyone. The Zhao ministers resisted their impulses out of loyalty to Zhao Ziheng, while the Lian people were all stunned, unable to come back to their senses for a long time. They could only watch their monarch put the sword against Zhao Ziheng's left shoulder.
Dongfang Yan had some basic skills in martial arts, so although the sword stabbed down, it did not penetrate deeply. A red flower slowly bloomed on Zhao Ziheng's left shoulder, but Zhao Ziheng did not even frown, as if he felt nothing at all.
"Is this the only level that can offset the pain of the Refining King?"
Zhao Ziheng spoke in a provocative tone, and almost everyone felt a chill down their spines, and their whole bodies froze. Who would have thought that Zhao Ziheng ? And Wang Ye still closed his eyes tightly, seemingly calm but unable to hide his body trembling. Although it was only slight, Wang Ye could still feel the reluctance in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, and red liquid flowed out from between his fingers, dripping onto the ground drop by drop.
