"It's not a bully!"

Yan Yiyi was angry.

"Oh."

Yan Zheng pinched her bulging little face: "Then don't cut it!" ”

Yan Yiyi: ""

She wasn't going to stop talking to the Great Tyrant.

With the handsome face of a great tyrant, Yan Yiyi let him face himself head-on.

Staring at his daughter's round little face, as well as this serious little appearance, Yan Zheng loved it more and more, and soon lowered his head and kissed her little face, and rubbed his head vigorously there.

"Girl, why do you think you're so cute?"

Yan Yiyi: ""

Turning his head, he looked at Yan An beside him: "Where is the Mother Mother?" I'm not going to want this daddy! ”

Yan An: "!! ”

Yan Zheng: "!! ”

After the time of a stick of incense.

Yan Zheng was furious.

Jun's face seemed to be covered with a layer of cold ice on it: "These rebels! Am I really dead? How dare you do such a thing right under my nose!! ”

Yan An: ""Alive, who dares to take the emperor as a death?"

It's just that the emperor himself doesn't like the prince, and you only have the princess in your heart, let alone ask them about their life and death.

"Yan An!"

Yan An shuddered, thinking that the complaint in his heart had been discovered by the tyrant, so he hurriedly leaned forward with a sad face: "The emperor's slave is wrong"

"Go and salvage the corpse in the lake, I want to see which prince was thrown into the lake!"

"And the people involved in this matter, all of them will be investigated by me! I can't find out, I've taken your heads! ”

"Yes, it's the emperor."

Guangyue Lake

The corpses in the lake were recovered, and the corpses were not large, but they were swollen by the blisters in the lake.

The face was rotten, and it was devoured by the fish in the lake, so it was completely unrecognizable.

Yan Yiyi was held in the arms of the great tyrant, and before she could look at it for a while, her eyes were covered by the tyrant's hands, turning her small body over, turning her little head to her shoulders to lie on her stomach, not allowing her to look at the unrecognizable, terrifying and swollen corpse on the ground.

There are so many princes in Yan Zheng that there are so many that some princes have never met each other when they were born, or how old they are, and they don't know their existence at all.

Even the previous thirty-three princes were the same.

As for the corpse in front of him, he can only be faintly distinguished from his clothes, he is a certain prince in the palace, and as for the first ranking, he is completely unrecognizable.

However, it may be because the blood dissolves in water, and this time, it is not just because of Yiyi.

Yan Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at the swollen corpse on the ground, and there seemed to be frost in his cold eyes.

"Your Majesty, look at the clothes of this prince, it should be from a concubine below the third rank"

Yan An carefully checked the clothing style and fabric on the corpse, and the most difficult thing to ignore was the prince's swollen hands and a handful of long hair.

The body was swollen from the soak, and the hands didn't obey their own calls at all, but the hair in the palms of the hands was very tight and never let go.

He took off the handful of hair from the little prince's hand and handed it to Yan Zheng.

The corpse smelled of foul smell, and even the hair he was holding in the palm of his hand was smelly, Yan An thoughtfully wrapped his hair with a handkerchief and wiped it clean, until it was not so stinky, and then dared to respectfully hand it to Yan Zheng.

"This hair also looks like a child of the same age."

The hair texture is not as coarse as that of an adult, but more like a child's delicate jet-black color.

Yan Yiyi turned her head, stared at the handful of hair in Yan An's arms for a while, and said loudly.