The soldiers were all sad in their hearts, and they felt even more uncomfortable when they were howled by Yin Zhiheng, and many soldiers shed tears.

In the hazy eyes of tears, no one asked whether the person on the stretcher was Song Yanei or not!

After all, it was a face exactly the same as Song Yanzhao, and it was estimated that Song Yanzhao would be shocked when he saw it.

The Southwest Hou wiped his face sadly, "Yanai also suffered this misfortune for disaster relief, quickly carry Yanai into my tent, don't let him be exposed to the wind and sun outside." ”

In the end, the Southwest Hou couldn't help choking, which made the soldiers feel even more uncomfortable.

The soldier carrying the stretcher was about to start, when suddenly someone shouted, "Slow!"

Yin Zhiheng's heart skipped a beat and he looked at the person who spoke.

Wouldn't he find any flaws? No, he himself was shocked when he saw this face just now, because it was so similar!

It was a Praetorian Guard commander who was looking at the stretcher with red eyes.

"Don't move, let our Praetorian Guard brothers come by themselves!"

Another commander choked up and said, "Yes, Yanai is the commander of our Praetorian Guard, we should come and let Yanai live in the tent of our Praetorian Guard." ”

Yin Zhiheng frowned, did these people die when he died?

He's the commander of the Praetorian Guard, right?

But the words of the two commanders aroused the sorrow in the hearts of all the Praetorian Guards, and they spontaneously stood in two rows.

The four Du Yu Marquis stood directly beside the stretcher.

The soldier carrying the stretcher subconsciously looked at Yin Zhiheng.

Yin Zhiheng's lips twitched.

Southwest Hou coughed lightly, "The brother of the Praetorian Guard wants to send Yanei, it is also human nature, get out of the way." ”

Then the voice changed, "However, it's not that Ben Hou doesn't like what he says, your tent is smaller, Ben Hou's tent is spacious, and it can also accommodate the people who mourn Song Yanei, Yanei suffered this disaster for the people in the disaster area, and he can't be wronged behind him!"

The two commanders of the Praetorian Guard glanced at each other, and felt that the words of the Marquis of the Southwest were not unreasonable.

How could they bear to let Yanai live in their cramped tents?

Seeing that they didn't insist anymore, the Marquis of the Southwest signaled Yin Zhiheng not to make extraneous branches, arousing their suspicions.

Yin Zhiheng waved his hand, and the four soldiers gave the stretcher to the four Duyu Marquis.

The commander who had just begun to speak closed his eyes and shouted, "Brothers, send the yamen into the account!"

His voice was tragic and high-pitched, and it made the listener's heart grief.

The four Duyu Marquis lifted the stretcher, and as the stretcher moved forward, all the soldiers moved their eyes with it, and they refused to blink until they entered the tent of the Southwest Marquis, and they refused to withdraw their gaze for a long time.

The Southwest Hou sighed, "Ben Hou will go to King Fu to discuss the aftermath of the Yanei!"

The commander of the Praetorian Guard stepped forward, "Our brothers of the Praetorian Guard are going to be on duty for the last time in the Yanai. ”

The Marquis of Southwest frowned, finally nodded, and went directly to King Fu's tent.

Han Yuntao blocked the outside and did not let Southwest Hou and Yin Zhiheng enter.

"The prince is not feeling well, he just fell asleep, Hou Ye and Yin Tong will take the lead and go back!"

The Marquis of the Southwest looked sad, "I knew that the prince was injured, so I shouldn't have bothered, but now something big has happened, and I have to discuss it with the prince." ”

Han Yuntao frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Found Song Yanei's ...... Remains!"

Han Yuntao didn't react, and looked at Southwest Hou in a daze.

After a while, he jumped up suddenly, his eyes glaring at the boss, "How is it possible?"

Southwest Hou's face was heavy, and his eyes were red, "Yanai is in my tent now, his body is hard, and he was bitten by a poisonous tongue......"

Han Yuntao's face suddenly changed greatly, he obviously saw Song Yanzhao when he was looking for Mu Jin in the back mountain, and later Song Yanzhao jumped off the cliff to find Mu Jin.

Didn't he find Mu Jin, if Song Yanzhao was bitten by a poisonous tongue, then Mu Jin ............

Han Yuntao only felt that his heart shrank, and he subconsciously jumped up and rushed to the camp tent of the Southwest Hou.

He had only run two steps before he reacted again, turned and ran back, back in front of the tent.

"I'll go see Song Yanei later, the prince is resting, and Hou Ye and Yin Tong will take the lead and go back." ”

Southwest Hou narrowed his eyes, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

Yin Zhiheng took a step forward, "Song Yanei is our little master of Yizhou Road, and for such a big thing as his death, we can only report to His Royal Highness King Fu, why does Lord Han have to stop us and not let us see the prince?"

Han Yuntao's eyes flashed, and he seemed a little uncomfortable.

"It's not that I have to stop it, it's really that the prince has given orders, and no one has seen it, and I ask the Hou Ye and Commander Yin not to embarrass me. ”

Yin Zhiheng squinted, and his face sank, "Han Yuntao, you are hiding it, could it be that something happened to the prince?"

A hint of panic flashed on Han Yuntao's face, "No, no, the prince is fine." ”

Southwest Hou put his hands behind his back and looked at Han Yuntao with a faint expression, "Yuntao, I have a bit of friendship with your father, we have been on Yizhou Road together for more than ten years, and your Han family is also an old family on Yizhou Road, and you still have to think about the future of the Han family." ”

Han Yuntao pursed his lips, his expression seemed to be a little loose, he hesitated for a moment, and suddenly raised his head again, his expression was firm, "Hou Ye is too worried, the prince really just fell asleep, nothing happened." ”

Southwest Hou's face sank suddenly, and he glanced at Yin Zhiheng.

Yin Zhiheng understood, strode forward, and was about to rush in.

Han Yuntao frowned and went to stop him, "What is Commander Yin doing here?" ”

Five or six guards poured out from around the tent and stopped in front of Yin Zhiheng.

Yin Zhiheng was furious and fought with them in an instant.

The men he brought with him hurriedly joined the battle.

Southwest Hou took the opportunity to push Han Yuntao, lifted the curtain and went in.

There was no one in the tent!

Southwest Hou's face changed suddenly, and he instantly remembered the words golden cicada shelling.

Isn't it good, could it be that the king of Fufu is aware of their plan?

Southwest Hou's mind turned quickly, and Han Yuntao had already rushed in, shouting in a trembling voice: "Master Hou, what do you want to do?"

The Marquis of Southwest turned around suddenly, stared at Han Yuntao coldly, and shouted, "I just wanted to ask what you want to do?

Han Yuntao's face turned a little pale, "Lord Wang, Lord Wang just went out for a while, and he will come back in a while." ”

Nannan Hou sneered, "Nonsense, just now you kept saying that King Fu was unwell and had fallen asleep, I think you are clearly pretending to be a ghost and have a bad heart." ”

Han Yuntao looked at each other angrily, "Master Hou should talk about evidence when he speaks, don't spew blood!"

"Evidence," Nannan Hou snorted coldly, "Ben Hou will let you see the evidence." ”

After saying that, he shouted loudly outside: "Come on, Han Yuntao and his guards conspired to kill His Royal Highness King Fu, the crime is unforgivable, take them down for me!"

As soon as the words fell, a group of soldiers with spears in their hands instantly poured in outside, and the spears were aimed at Han Yuntao.