The man was dressed in a white moonlight robe, and the blood under his body gurgled and spread, and in a short time it flooded the robe, dyeing the robe dark red, and it was extremely terrifying to look at.

The third prince was uncharacteristically frightened, trembling with fear, and only had time to see his eyes wide open, and bright red blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he was so frightened that he took a few steps back.

The robe was the prince's favorite robe; That figure is the shape of the crown prince, that kind of appearance - the third prince's gaze was dull, he looked around, looked over for a while, dumbfounded, this was the day he assassinated the prince.

But it is clear that he did not stab the prince to death that day, but only injured him! His heart was still filled with fear, and he didn't know why it suddenly changed to the day of the assassination of the crown prince. Isn't the crown prince dead? Shouldn't you have been killed by yourself??!

His mind was a mess, and he remembered all his experiences in the Prince's Mansion for a while, wondering if he had been dreaming all the time, right? Haven't you killed the prince yet? Isn't he dead yet?

His doubts were confused in his mind, and for a while, he shook his hands and hugged his head, and shouted loudly into the dark air: "Ahh!!!!h ”

He didn't know how long he screamed, and only stopped when he was exhausted and his voice was hoarse, he shook his body and fell to one knee with his legs limp.

He longed to have a knife in his hand, so that he could vent the displeasure in his heart, and stab the man in front of him a few more times! He got up with red eyes and stepped forward, stooped over the man's nose on the ground and tried his breath.

Only then did I find that there was no snort at all, and even the fingertips were inexplicably surrounded by a cool air, which made people startled and immediately retracted their fingers.

But after a while, he suddenly remembered something again, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on his dull face, his mouth grinned at the root of his ears, and he laughed unconsciously: "Good, good, the prince, the prince is finally dead, finally dead!" It's dead and clean, hehehehe......"

The strange laughter spread all around, and even echoed in the distance, piercing people's eardrums and making people start. I saw him kick the dead body on the ground, laughing madly, and laughing strangely in my heart.

He kicked left and right, kicking back and forth on the corpse on the ground, as if he was kicking a bow, having a lot of fun, the weirdness on his face was getting deeper and deeper, and his mouth kept muttering "The prince is dead, dead, the prince is dead......

Then he remembered something, his face immediately became gloomy, and he kicked him hard and scolded: "No! No! What a prince! Lonely is the prince! Lonely is the prince! He scolded fiercely, feeling miserable in his heart.

The prince is dead, and he still acquiesces in his heart that he is the prince! can't compare to this, it's not that others think, it's that he himself thinks that Su Weiwei is the prince! He was used to the fact that the person in front of him was the crown prince!

His atmosphere was endless, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't vent his anger when he whipped the corpse, just thinking about how he died, and the corpse was still in front of him! It is precisely that the more I think about it, the more it is an eyesore, that is, the foot is raised, and when I see this, I want to trample him to pieces!

But as soon as he stepped down, just when he couldn't see anything clearly, there was suddenly a fog in front of him, and what he stepped on was an empty floor, and the man on the ground suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

And when the smoke cleared, there was a royal chair in front of him, where the empress sat when she was in the government and the opposition! He seemed to have forgotten the prince who had just been at his feet, and immediately noticed the imperial chair.

Looking at it, his eyes were straight, his mouth was constantly saliva, and his hand unconsciously stretched out to rush forward, but the tip of his hand had not touched the imperial chair before the wind blew and became arrogant again!

Just a few steps away, the wind blew, and he took a few steps back, and before he could raise his head, there was a sudden sound of a couple of men and women laughing in his ears.

He was deeply surprised, and when the wind had dispersed, he came and took a look, and found that two people were sitting on the royal chair laughing with each other, feeding each other's mouths with crystal clear grapes!

The two were dressed in the yellow and white costumes of the king and the queen, and the faces of the two under the crown turned out to be Yeli and Su Weiwei! He suddenly panicked, stretched out his hand and scolded the man above him: "You, aren't you dead!" You give me back the throne! Give it back! ”

His feet seemed to be fixed to the ground, and he could only scream desperately, trying to go up and pinch people but couldn't reach the place. After scolding like this several times, the person at the top finally reacted.

"Su Weiwei" stopped laughing, paused the movements in his hand for a while, and suddenly turned his head to look at the third prince below.

The two of them seem to look no different from usual, they look like that face, but the appearance of laughing is extremely gloomy, but the third prince at this moment does not feel anything abnormal.

It's just that the two of them turned their heads to look at him at the same time, told him to stop scolding for a while, looked at the people above in a daze, and stared at each other for a while.

Even the third prince grinned stupidly, but before he could laugh, a fat palm suddenly appeared on his shoulder. He turned his head to look for a while, but he didn't see who was behind him, and the hand suddenly increased its strength, and he couldn't bear it and was pressed to the ground.

A hand pressed on his shoulder could push him to the ground, and he couldn't help but look up, but when he looked up, he found that standing behind him was an executioner with a knife in his hand.

His eyes immediately widened, and he didn't know when he was tied to a thick hemp rope, and it was at this time that the laughter like a silver bell suddenly rang again, and when he listened to it again, he could find that his whole body was cold.

His pupils narrowed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Yeli and Su Weiwei, and suddenly saw them sitting on the imperial chair and snuggling up to each other, and suddenly the imperial chair suddenly retreated, as if he was being pulled by the imperial chair and dragged back.

The speed is so fast, as long as it doesn't take a while, the royal chair will disappear completely from his sight!

At this moment, the prisoner card on his back suddenly asked the executioner to pull it out, and he knew that this meant that he was going to be beheaded!

He didn't know where the fear came from for a while, and immediately turned around and shouted at the executioner: "Presumptuous! Licentious! Lone is the prince! Lone is the prince! How can you kill the prince! Let go of me!! ”

But the nephew's face was expressionless, his eyes were blank, like a puppet who had been tricked, he couldn't hear him, and he only did his own thing numbly.