Chapter 320 The Fake Prince's Identity
Under the dim moonlight, the dead-like "Li Xian" suddenly jumped up, and the shining dagger in his hand stabbed towards Li Yuanfang like the fangs of a poisonous snake in the dark night.

Although Zhao Ji had given him warning and Li Yuanfang dodged at an astonishing speed, the distance was too close and the dagger still cut through his collar with a "swish", leaving a shocking cut.

However, Li Yuanfang was wearing soft armor under his outer clothes, so he was not injured.

When "Li Xian" saw that his sneak attack failed, he was suddenly shocked. Fear flashed across his eyes and then he turned around and tried to escape.

However, Li Yuanfang's counterattack was faster than he had imagined, like a flash of light, so fast that he had no time to react.

"Li Xian"'s eyes went dark and there was a crisp sound from his chest. He didn't know whether he was hit by a punch or a kick. Several ribs were broken and he flew out in an instant.

Kui Wenzhong opened his eyes wide and saw "Li Xian" fall to the ground like a dead dog, blood gushing out of his mouth like a spring, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

When Zhao saw that Li Yuanfang was not seriously injured, he was relieved and turned to face Kui Wenzhong.

"Brother Wen Zhong, what did you intend to do just now?" Zhao Ji looked at Kui Wen Zhong with ill intention.

Kui Wenzhong's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

Li Yuanfang glanced at the dead "Li Xian" on the ground, picked up the sword, and slowly walked to Zhao Ji's side.

The two men secretly held Kui Wen Zhong to prevent him from escaping, and were ready to take action at any time.

Facing the double team of Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang, Kui Wenzhong performed a few saber tricks, seemingly fearless, and only sighed: "As expected of Li Yuanfang, he is really amazing!"

"And you, I really underestimated you before!" Kui Wen Zhong looked at Zhao Ji with fear.

Li Yuanfang looked at Kui Wenzhong sternly, as if he could see through him: "Brother Kui is indeed the best master of the Snake Spirit. Fighting one against two, he is still calm and composed. It is really admirable!"

There is a hint of sarcasm in these words.

Upon hearing this, Kui Wenzhong suddenly burst into laughter, revealing a bit of arrogance in his laughter: "Hahahaha... One against two? At this point, with your intelligence and talents, don't you two understand your situation?"

Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang exchanged a puzzled look, seeming to be puzzled by Kui Wenzhong's words.

When Kui Wen Zhong saw this, he just sneered and said nothing.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, gradually approaching with the flickering light of torches.

As the hall door creaked open, a group of Snake Spirit tribesmen holding steel knives rushed into the side hall like a tide and surrounded Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang.

Then, a woman in gorgeous palace dress walked over quickly.

She ran straight to Kui Wenzhong and hugged him tightly: "Wenzhong, you are finally here!"

Kui Wenzhong also had tears in his eyes, and he responded to the woman's hug emotionally: "Xiaohui!"

Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang's eyes met again, and they both secretly gripped the hilts of their swords, ready to fight the upcoming battle at any time.

However, at this moment, a majestic command came from outside the side hall: "Bring them in!"

Afterwards, several Qianniu Guards roughly pushed two figures, one very strong and the other with his head lowered, into the side hall.

Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang saw this scene, their eyes widened and they cried out in surprise: "Sir!"

Di Renjie and Crown Prince Li Xian were brought in.

Following behind them was Huan Bin and another tall and thin man dressed in prince's attire.

Zhao Ji saw at a glance that this person was the fake prince he had fought before, but he was about to complete his mission and no longer bothered to pretend. This person was about thirty years old, older than Zhao Ji, with a short beard on his chin, a pale face, and not very healthy, as if his injuries had not healed.

Kui Wenzhong temporarily appeased Xiaohui, with a sinister smile on his face, and then walked in front of Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang, boasting proudly: "How is it? You two, what is the current situation?"

Seeing this, Zhao Ji was not afraid at all and sneered.

His gaze shifted to Huan Bin, and he shook his head and sighed, "I never thought that the leader of the Emperor's personal guards would actually be a member of the Snake Spirit Rebellion!"

Huan Bin, who had a full beard and looked honest, laughed out loud at this moment: "Hahahahahahaha…General Zhao's compliment really touched my heart."

"I never thought that the wise Lord Di and General Zhao would be deceived by my seemingly honest appearance. This is really a great pleasure in my life!"

Di Renjie stared at Huan Bin and let out a long sigh: "I was wondering how the assassin in Hanguang Temple got in. It turns out that it was you, General Qianniuwei, who was behind this!"

"I never understood why Huang Shengyan led hundreds of fully armed internal guards to transfer Yuan Tiangang, but was attacked and wiped out. I didn't expect it was because of you!"

Huan Bin laughed even more wildly when he heard this: "You are right! It's a pity that it's too late for you to understand now!"

Kui Wenzhong smiled slightly: "Brother Yuanfang, now Di Gong and the prince are in our hands, and the inside and outside of this house have long been surrounded by the snake spirit's men and horses. Are you two still going to fight like trapped beasts?"

Li Yuanfang glanced at Di Renjie and the prince, sighed helplessly, and threw the weapon in his hand to the ground.

He glared at Kui Wenzhong and gnashed his teeth as he said, "It is I, Li Yuanfang, who am blind. I actually regarded a jackal like you as my close friend!"

When Kui Wenzhong heard Li Yuanfang's scolding, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, as if he was not ashamed but proud.

Zhao Ji glanced at Di Renjie and shook his head in a pretentious manner: "My lord, my lord, you didn't listen to me, and you really suffered this defeat! You have repeatedly put yourself in danger, and finally you have failed."

"If you walk along the river frequently, you will get your shoes wet! It's too late to regret, it's too late to regret!"

Then he threw the sword in his hand to the ground, as if he didn't want to resist anymore.

Facing Zhao Ji's reproach, Di Renjie was in the mood to joke: "As the saying goes, you can't get a tiger cub without entering the tiger's den! If I hadn't come to the East Palace, how would I have known that the mastermind behind this snake spirit was actually His Royal Highness the Heir to Prince Yong?"

After hearing this, Li Yuanfang was shocked. Was this fake prince in front of him actually a member of the Li Tang royal family?

Zhao Ji narrowed his eyes, with a complex and indistinguishable expression on his face.

According to the Tang system, the heir to the throne was between the prince and the duke. As the name suggests, the heir to the throne of Yong was the son of the late Yong King Li Xian.

So, in fact, this person is Zhao Ji's biological brother, the only surviving son of Prince Yong Li Xian, Li Shouli!

When Li Xian heard what Di Renjie said, he shook his head in pain, as if he was grieving over the fratricide among his relatives.

However, Li Shouli looked at Li Xian with disdain and looked down upon this weak and incompetent uncle.

On the other hand, he looked at Zhao Ji with more appreciation: "Even I didn't expect that my long-lost brother was still alive and well, and even changed his name to become a general of the Qianniu Guard and a county duke of the imperial court!"

"Ah! The spirits of my father and mother in heaven can now rest in peace!"

Zhao Ji was unmoved when he heard this, but just stared at Li Shouli with his sharp eyes.

Upon seeing this, Li Shouli dismissed all the snake killers in the hall, leaving only important figures such as Kui Wenzhong and Huan Bin.

"The people in the palace are either my royal relatives or loyal ministers of the Li Tang Dynasty. I think there is no need to be so nervous!"

(End of this chapter)