Yin Luzhu didn't listen any more, only that sentence echoed in his mind: Brother Shen Jinzhao is the prime minister of the current dynasty!
Shen Nanxiao!
He was actually Shen Nanxiao's younger brother.
The hands under Yin Luzhu's sleeves squeezed tightly, and the sentence appeared in her mind again: Someone came, gouged out her eyes and sent her to the execution ground, so that Fu Qianhuai could take one last look at her daughter's beautiful eyes.
The four hundred members of her Fu family died like this under Shen Nanxiao's butcher's knife.
Everyone in the world knows that Shen Nanxiao, the prime minister of the current dynasty, is unrivaled in the world and is the most virtuous minister of the Yin Dynasty.
But this wise minister owed her Fu Mansion more than four hundred lives.
"Prince? Crown Prince?" Qingluo called softly twice.
"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?"
Yin Luzhu suddenly came back to his senses.
Looking at the puzzled Qing Luo in front of her, she reached out and pinched her face, and said perfunctorily: "Since I am attracted to Shen Nanxiao, why do I want to trap Shen Jinzhao in the house?"
Hearing this, Qing Luo pursed her lips.
"Your Majesty loves your son dearly and has taken your thoughts into consideration. However, he is Shen Nanxiao. If he can't touch him, he can only touch Shen Jinzhao, who is somewhat similar to him."
Yin Luzhu nodded, with a sharp light in his eyes: "Kill!"
"Ah?" Qing Luo's eyes widened in surprise, "Kill...kill...kill Shen Jinzhao?"
"Why, Your Majesty, didn't you say before that Shen Jinzhao also has a different taste?"
"He is too weak. In this world, weakness itself is a sin!"
Looking at the coldness in her eyes, Qing Luo trembled slightly.
The prince is really murderous!
"lead the way."
Looking at the determination on Yin Luzhu's face, Qing Luo wanted to say something else, but she held it back.
Stepping on the thick snow, the two of them walked towards Qingheyuan.
The Qinghe courtyard is full of luxury with its carved beams and painted buildings. The plants in the courtyard have all withered in the deep winter, and the wilderness is scattered all over the place. The remaining lotus leaves in the pond are only withered stems and leaves, adding a bit of depression to this winter.
As soon as he walked in, Yin Luzhu saw the man not far away.
He wore a long robe, and the embroiderer with excellent embroidery skills embroidered green bamboo with extremely fine silver threads. He paired it with a luxurious hollow jade belt, and then decorated it with a full-body green bamboo pendant. He looked graceful and picturesque, outstanding. .
The long sword in his hand drew a graceful arc in the air accompanied by the flying white snow.
Yin Luzhu stopped and looked at Shen Jinzhao expressionlessly, his eyes getting colder little by little.
Sure enough, he looks very similar to Shen Nanxiao.
Looking at it, I wanted to stab him to death with a sword.
At this time, Shen Jinzhao also obviously noticed Yin Luzhu. He dropped his sword and strode over.
He was so close, and there was still a little bit of fine sweat on his forehead.
When he saw Yin Luzhu, a happy smile appeared on his face. The smile was like a flower shining on water, indescribably elegant, just like the graceful and picturesque man in front of him.
"Lu Zhu, I heard that the emperor issued an edict to you today. He didn't make things difficult for you, right?"
Yin Luzhu looked up at Shen Jinzhao, with a gloomy cold light shining in his dark pupils.
"Lu Zhu, I got a good thing recently. I'll take you to see it."
With that said, he came to take Yin Luzhu's hand, but she quickly avoided it like a snake or a scorpion.
"..." Shen Jinzhao was slightly stunned.
Yin Luzhu's dodge made a hint of hurt and confusion appear in his eyes, "Luzhu?"
Yin Luzhu stared at him, and the indifference and coolness inside made Shen Jinzhao feel a trace of confusion in his heart.
