Wei Mopeng saw the shadow above his figure, guessed that it was Wei Qingshan, turned his head happily, and was about to salute Wei Qingshan.

But no one thought that Wei Qingshan would prepare a sword, and that sword would stab straight towards Wei Mopeng's chest.

Before Wei Mopeng's "see ......" in his mouth was finished, he had already stopped the rest of the words in his stomach. Wei Mopeng looked at Wei Qingshan in front of him in disbelief, and Wei Qingshan's originally triumphant face was stunned when he saw Wei Mopeng.

"Mo Peng! Mo Peng! Wei Qingshan let go of the sword in his hand and hurriedly hugged Wei Mopeng's gradually falling body.

Wei Mopeng raised his hand and pointed at Wei Qingshan, and the blood in his mouth couldn't help but gush out. Wei Qingshan looked at Wei Mopeng struggling to speak, his heart was even more uncomfortable, and tears were about to fall from his eyes.

Wei Zhaohua couldn't see the expression on Wei Qingshan's face clearly from a distance, but he could think of a few things. Seeing Wei Mopeng's hand put down weakly, Wei Qingshan, who was holding Wei Mopeng in place, was crying. Wei Zhaohua's psychology can't be explained, if he hadn't found a way to convert the note, then what Wei Qingshan killed today was Wei Songting!

Wei Zhaohua shook his head helplessly, the general trend has gone, Wei Qingshan can only repent of the mistakes he made, what other way can he be. The two figures in place had not moved for a long time, and Wei Qingshan, an old general who had dominated the battlefield, was receiving spiritual punishment for today's mistakes.

Wei Qingshan's cry was not small, the innermost part of the hunting ground, he didn't expect that he would cry inside the third watch in the middle of the night, and he wouldn't have thought of everything that happened here. Even though Wei Zhaohua felt sorry, all this was just their own doing.

When Wei Zhaohua returned to the tent, the child had already been coaxed to sleep by Anyang. Anyang saw Wei Zhaohua coming back, and just as he was about to get up, Wei Zhaohua made a small gesture.

Wei Zhaohua walked lightly to Anyang's side, looked at the child who had been cleaned up by Anyang, and smiled.

"You can rest here too, stay with this child, and leave me alone." Wei Zhaohua said softly, for fear of waking up the sleeping child. But the child still turned over dissatisfied, holding An Yang's hand all the time.

Anyang listened to Wei Zhaohua's words, and felt a little weak, after all, this is Wei Zhaohua's tent, if Anyang sleeps here, then Wei Zhaohua will definitely go out, and it is extremely unruly for men and women to be in the same room.

As soon as An Yang wanted to say something, Wei Zhaohua had already quietly lifted the tent and walked out. Wei Zhaohua could only shake his head helplessly, gently lay on the side of the child's bed, and closed his eyes.

After Wei Zhaohua got out of the tent, he walked gently to Wei Songting's tent. The lights inside have been extinguished, and the people inside must be asleep.

Wei Zhaohua stood in front of the pitch-black tent for a long time and smiled bitterly. Looking at the camp that used to come and go during the day, there was nothing alive except for the patrolling soldiers. Wei Zhaohua sat on the stone in front of the tent, quietly holding his head in his hands, staring blankly at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

There was nothing to see in the sky, a full moon hung in the sky, just like when Wei Zhaohua had just entered the hunting ground, as if nothing had happened. Wei Zhaohua slowly closed his eyes, imagining when it happened at night, Shen Jing, Wei Qingshan, Wei Mopeng, and Jian .......

Thinking about it, Wei Zhaohua suddenly felt that someone was patting on the shoulder, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Heng's gentle face, Jiang Heng was holding a coat and draping it on Wei Zhaohua's body.

"Why are you asleep here? If I don't want to go back, sleep in my tent, I can find another place to rest. Jiang Heng sat next to Wei Zhaohua and said carefully.

Wei Zhaohua shook his head slowly, a smile reluctantly raised on his face, "You go back, I'll go back by myself in a while." ”

Jiang Heng looked at Wei Zhaohua's stubborn appearance, so he stopped talking, and sat quietly next to Wei Zhaohua, looking at Wei Zhaohua's side face, sleepless all night.

When Wei Zhaohua woke up the next day, it was already dawn. Jiang Heng beside him was already dressed and busy with his own things, and the soldiers who came and went were also packing up their things.

Wei Zhaohua got up from the ground, it should have been a night of inactivity, and there was already a feeling of numbness in his legs. Wei Zhaohua supported the wall before he could barely stand up.

Wei Songting came out of the tent and saw Wei Zhaohua's struggling appearance, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Wei Zhaohua.

"What's wrong? Why are you here? ”

"It's fine, it's just that I'm a little tired from walking here." Wei Zhaohua said lightly, making it impossible to hear Wei Zhaohua's tone. Although Wei Songting heard that Wei Zhaohua had some problems with what he said, he did not refute it.

Wei Songting wanted to help Wei Zhaohua and send Wei Zhaohua back, but the two of them had just arrived at Wei Zhaohua's tent and had not opened the curtain to go in. A guard hurriedly ran over in the distance, saluted the two people, and said.

"Participate in the eldest young master, eldest lady! General Wei sent a small one to invite the two, and please hurry up and take a look in front of the tent of His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

Wei Zhaohua's heart trembled, he was going to return to the court today, presumably it should be because of what Wei Qingshan did last night that made it in front of Shen Fubai. Wei Zhaohua frowned a little unconsciously, Wei Qingshan really didn't make people worry!

Wei Songting didn't know anything at all, but when he heard that Wei Qingshan was in the tent of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he vaguely guessed that it didn't seem like a good thing.

Wei Zhaohua and Wei Songting glanced at each other, and the two of them walked towards Shen Fubai's tent again. After walking a lot, the numbness in Wei Zhaohua's legs has disappeared, but the psychological irritability is even more uncomfortable.

When Wei Zhaohua and Wei Songting arrived, they found that things were far from being as simple as Wei Zhaohua imagined.

The inside and outside circles were full of people, and Wei Zhaohua and Wei Songting, who had guards to take care of, could barely walk to the front. And Wei Songting stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes for a moment.

Wei Mopeng was lying on the stretcher with a pale face, and the blood stains on his body had already soaked his dark clothes. Even if no one said anything, they all clearly understood that the second son of the Wei family in front of him was already lifeless.

Wei Qingshan was kneeling on the ground, his face solemn.

And when everyone saw Wei Songting and Wei Zhaohua, their faces obviously changed slightly. Wei Songting also knelt on the ground and really didn't say anything.

Wei Zhaohua looked at Wei Qingshan's clean clothes, and felt a little uncomfortable, it would not be this time, Wei Qingshan still refused to let them go. With such a posture, isn't there still a bitter love drama?

Even though Wei Zhaohua's psychology turned back and forth, he didn't show it, and he knelt with Wei Songting and didn't dare to say anything. I don't know anything now, and opening my mouth is wrong. But there is nothing wrong with kneeling down to pay tribute to your cousin.

Shen Cuobai looked at the situation in front of him and said helplessly, "Old General Wei doesn't have to be angry, this palace will naturally seek justice for you." Since the second son of Wei is no longer able to return to the sky, it is better to take it back for burial first. The palace will definitely cooperate with Dali Temple to give you a satisfactory answer. ”

Wei Zhaohua savored what Shen Cuobai said, and knew that Shen Cuobai was deliberately telling him what had happened.

Hearing Shen Cuobai's bitter persuasion, everyone would have thought that Wei Qingshan would take advantage of this step to go down, but they didn't expect that before Wei Qingshan could speak, some people already disagreed.

"There is such a big mess in the hunting matter, I'm afraid it won't be easy for the royal brother to explain when he goes back. I don't think I have to go back to Dali Temple, and I can solve the matter here directly, and it will be easier. ”

Shen Chenmo said shallowly on the side, looking at Wei Mopeng on the ground with a sympathetic face, "At such a young age, it is unfortunate to be framed, and he is actually killed!" ”

When everyone heard Shen Chenmo's words, they all unconsciously put their eyes on Wei Songting. Although Shen Cuobai gave the order not to say it again, everyone knows in their hearts the scandal in the General's Mansion some time ago. If you really want to find out the murderer, I'm afraid the first person to bear the brunt is Wei Songting in front of you!

Wei Zhaohua saw that everyone's eyes were obviously a little displeased, and when he saw that Wei Songting on the side didn't care, he eased his face.

"The four princes are wrong, and the matter has not yet been decided, how can it be said that they were killed by someone. Could it be that he knew something about the four princes that he would be ......"

Shen Cuobai's tone was a little unkind, although what Shen Chenmo said was reasonable, and he would definitely be scolded by his father if he brought the matter back to Dali Temple to deal with it, but the more he stayed here, the more Shen Cuobai felt that things were getting more and more complicated and uneasy.

"The imperial brother said that I said something wrong, why did I say the wrong thing again, I and the second son of the Wei family just met in Pingshui, not to mention what a secret, I didn't even look at him carefully in my eyes, how could it be me? But ......"

Shen Chenmo replied unhurriedly, and deliberately stuck the words in the position of Dan, which made people sound full of curiosity.

"But what?" Shen Cuobai asked unhappily, he had no way to refute, so he could only continue to follow Shen Chenmo's words.

Shen Chenmo deliberately stepped forward, stood next to Wei Songting, and said with a deep expression, "But Master Wei is different. Get along day and night in the general's mansion every day, and they are brothers, so it is inevitable that they will say a little more about something, leaving no room for it. Wouldn't it be easy to know something? ”

Wei Zhaohua frowned unhappily, what are Shen Chenmo and Wei Qingshan going to do again, the frame-up last time was not enough, this time they even have to gamble with Wei Mopeng's life? Do you have to put Wei Songting to death?

"The four princes still have to be cautious."