Na Tuo flew into a rage out of humiliation!
He couldn't wait to capture the assassin and tear him into pieces.
To relieve the hatred in his heart!
Seeing his anger, the guard hurriedly knelt on the ground and lowered his head: "This subordinate is incompetent, please forgive me your highness! I will continue to send people to look for him. "
"If you cannot find him, this prince will hold you responsible."
"Yes!"
The guard received the order and prepared to leave.
Na Tuo suddenly stopped him. "Wait!"
"Does your highness have any other orders?"
Na Tuo frowned and thought for a while. He had some concerns and ordered: "Listen, the matter of this prince being injured tonight must not be spread out. If even half a word is leaked, you know what the consequences will be."
"This subordinate understands."
"Also, search until dawn. If you still cannot find him, then don't search anymore. If this matter reaches father's ears, he will say that this prince is incompetent."
"Yes!"
He was a dignified prince, but he was injured by an assassin like this.
If this matter were to spread, where would his face go!
Thus, this matter could not be known to the second prince.
More importantly, he could not let his father know.
Otherwise, his position as the crown prince would be affected.
The guard understood what was going on and left after receiving the order.
Na Tuo's anger had not dissipated. Who was that assassin?
Why did he break into his room in the middle of the night and only injure him instead of killing him?
And what did the assassin's words mean?
He was confused and could not help but speculate. Could it be … that the second prince sent someone? Was he purposely trying to show off his strength and humiliate him?
Thinking of this, he clenched his fist and slammed the table beside him.
"Dong!"
The wound on his palm split open again.
It was bleeding again.
The doctor immediately bandaged it again.
Na Tuo looked at the doctor and said in a threatening tone, "If you dare to tell anyone about this prince's injury, this prince will take your head."
The doctor's hand that was holding the bandage trembled violently. He lowered his head and said, "This lowly one would not dare even if he had ten lives."
"It's good that you know."
…
The next day, the news of an assassin breaking into the third prince's residence quickly spread to the second prince's residence.
In the courtyard.
The second prince was practicing his swordsmanship!
This person's name was Na Yan. He was quite handsome and could be considered to have delicate features.
Although he had an air of nobility about him, he was arrogant but not delicate. He also had the firmness and steadiness of a martial artist.
Someone at the side reported to him, "Your Highness, this subordinate found out that an assassin broke into the Third Marquis' residence last night."
Na Yan did not reply and continued to focus on his sword practice.
Only when he was completely exhausted did he stop!
He inserted the sword into the hilt and handed it over to a servant before entering the pavilion to drink some water.
After resting for a while, he looked at his subordinate and asked, "Is this true?"
"Absolutely."
"Did you catch the assassin?"
"Not yet, but the Third Prince was furious. He ordered the guards to search the whole night and only left at dawn!"
"Oh? How interesting! "Na Yan laughed and asked," Was the Third Prince injured? "
"I don't think so!" The secret guard was not sure, "This subordinate went to inquire, the people in the Third Wangye's Residence did not mention anything about the Third Wangye's injury."
But —
Na Yan did not believe it at all!
He swirled the cup in his hand a few times and smiled, "If Na Tuo was not injured, he would not make such a big fuss."
"But no one in the Third Wangye's Residence said anything."
"He must have sealed everyone's mouth. After all, if this matter were to spread out, it would have a great impact on him. Not only did an assassin break into the Third Wangye's Residence, but the master was also injured. Isn't this a joke? "
The secret guard had an idea and asked, "Then … this subordinate should announce this matter to the public?"
Na Yan raised his hand and said, "No need, this Prince wants him to say it himself."
His eyes were sinister and evil.
"You don't have to worry about this, Your Highness." He got up and walked a few steps, standing under the eaves of the pavilion. He looked at the cloudless sky in the distance and said, "Ever since he was young, he relied on his father's love and arrogance, thinking that he would be able to sit on the throne in the future! But everyone knows that he is a good-for-nothing.
He was a good-for-nothing. If it were not for Marquis Pingyang and Left Minister Gong supporting him, he would not have lived to this day! This Prince has fought in the south and fought in the north for many years, achieving countless military achievements. I have relied on my own ability. The throne is mine! "
His tone was full of the desire to control power.
The secret guard cupped his hands, "Your Highness is wise and resourceful, you will definitely be the one to sit on the throne!"
He sneered and narrowed his eyes, saying, "But now, Father has his concerns. The more prominent this Prince's position in the court, the more Father will be on guard against me. So, it is still unknown who Father will choose as the heir. "
"It will definitely be Your Highness."
This secret guard was a very good bootlicker.
Na Yan exhaled, his eyes were fixed on the distance.
He was deep in thought.
The secret guard reported again, "By the way, Your Highness, I heard that there was a murder case at the city gate yesterday."
"Murder case? What murder case? "
"A merchant was transporting gambling stones into the city, but he didn't expect to find a skull in one of the stones."
"Oh?" Na Yan was curious and turned to ask, "Did you find out what happened?"
"Not yet, but the case has been handed over to the city department. The person taking over is Marquis Pingyang's heir."
Eh?
When Na Yan heard this, his eyebrows furrowed, somewhat confused, "Marquis Pingyang's heir, Li Cheng?"
"Yes!"
"Isn't he a famous young master in Gaoding? Why would an idler like him go to the city department? "
The secret guard said, "It is said that Marquis Pingyang asked Left Minister Gong to arrange for him."
How did Left Minister Gong get involved?
Na Yan had always been a meticulous person.
He felt that something was wrong the moment he heard this!
Li Cheng was a famous little tyrant in Gaoding, he wasn't fit to be an official. Left Minister Gong arranged for him, was he not afraid that he would cause trouble and cause trouble for them? The more Na Yan thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was not simple. He analyzed, "Marquis Pingyang's eldest son, Li Qiao, is always by Father's side and is deeply trusted by Father. He is also in charge of the safety of the entire palace. No one can compare to such an important position! Why did they arrange for Li Cheng to guard the city gates? There must be a big mystery behind this. "
Ah. "
"What does Your Highness mean?"
Na Yan shook his head.
It was not easy to judge! After thinking for a while, he said, "In short, now is the crucial time for Father to choose the crown prince. We must not let go of anything possible. You must send people to keep a close eye on Third Marquis's people, Marquis Pingyang's and Left Minister Gong's people. Don't let go of that Li Cheng. If they make any movements, immediately report to this prince.
This prince wants to see what they are selling in the gourd. "
"Yes!"
Na Yan stepped out of the pavilion and took the sword that he gave to the servant.
Draw!
The silver light on the edge of the sword flashed in his sharp eyes.
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