"King Changle personally escorted him back, presumably his status will not be low?"

"Could it be General Qin? I heard that General Qin lost three cities, so he apologized for his sins outside Anjiang City, and although he failed to recover the three northern cities, his body should be recovered and buried. ”

"How is that possible? Have you forgotten that in Longling Kingdom, the fate of the defeated generals? The emperor sent the prince on the expedition this time, which was to establish the prestige of the prince in the army, and the people he brought out were all elite soldiers.

However, this General Qin failed to help the crown prince win this battle, this crime, the emperor is not implicated in his family, it is good, do you still want him to get a thick burial? Impossible. ”

"You said that it wasn't General Qin in the coffin, so who could it be? Among the people who went on this expedition, except for the crown prince, he was the highest general of Qin...... Ah, isn't it too ......"

As soon as he said the word "too", he was violently covered in his mouth.

"Shut up! Do you want to die? ”

Not to mention whether the person in the coffin is the crown prince, before the official announcement is now, he dared to say that the person in the coffin is the prince, isn't this a curse for the prince to die?

This crime is too big, not to mention that they are ordinary people, no matter how big the officials are, they can't bear this result.

Although everyone didn't dare to blatantly say that the person in the coffin was the prince, many people had a clear heart, and the people inside were very likely to be the prince.

Thinking that the prince of his country was killed by Xiliang and Beimeng, everyone lowered their heads for a while, with a gloomy and sad look.

This is not to say how much they have feelings for the crown prince, but if a country even the prince was killed by the enemy country, and their lives are not guaranteed, then their lives are not even more like ants.

The distance from the north gate of Chang'an to the north gate of the palace is about five thousand meters, but Zi Yichen has walked for a long time.

When the sun rose overhead, Zi Yichen's convoy finally arrived at the north gate of the palace.

Zi Yichen turned over and dismounted and walked towards the north gate of the palace.

The palace guard saw Zi Yichen walk up to him, glanced at the convoy dragging the coffin behind him, and his face changed slightly.

One of the guards asked, "King Changle, what's that behind you?" ”

Another guard said, "Although you are the prince, we can't let you take that ...... Unlucky things enter the palace gates. ”

Zi Yichen glanced back at the coffin, and said with a gloomy face: "Today, you have to let it go, and you have to let it go if you don't let it go, because it's ......."

At this point, he paused, but the two guards immediately became vigilant, and both clenched the hilt of their swords in their right hands.

If King Changle insisted on entering the palace with something as obscure as a coffin, they would have no choice but to be polite.

Zi Yichen glanced at the two of them and slowly spoke: "Because, the person in this coffin is His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"What? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? ”

"King Changle, you said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is ...... Dead? ”

Zi Yichen looked at the two of them, nodded slowly, and two lines of tears rolled out of his eyes like flowing water.

Seeing that King Changle was so sad that they cried, they naturally didn't dare to doubt it anymore, but they were also a little at a loss for a while.

Moreover, the coffin of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, without the consent of the emperor and empress, they did not dare to open it without authorization.

The two of them were stunned for half a minute, and one of them reacted, and after saying a word to the man next to him, he turned around and ran towards the palace.