King Zhao's Mansion fell into hell overnight, just when Nian Fang sent Mo Hongyuan's body back to the mansion to deliver the news of King Zhao's death!

Originally, it was the sword array of the palace that greeted Nianfang, and the soldiers did not know the purpose of bringing people to the palace, and those who entered the palace without passing the word should be punished as the following crimes.

So, the palace housekeeper, who didn't know the inside story, was very unceremoniously surrounded by the people of the capital government with the government soldiers.

Nian Fang saw the formation in front of him, and snorted coldly in his heart: 'What kind of score to put up, there will be time for you to cry soon'.

On the surface, he was generous and did not care, and ordered his subordinates to carry the stretcher in front of the palace housekeeper, with a heavy and sad expression: "Butler, quickly go and tell the prince that the prince has been killed!" Lying on it is the body of the prince. ”

When the housekeeper heard this, he was furious: "Bold, the prince is in good health, how can you talk nonsense here." ”

Nian Fang lifted the square cloth on the deceased's face, revealing the remains of Prince Zhao.

The moment King Zhao's face was revealed, it caused a gasp of exclamation on the spot.

The butler's face was like earth, he couldn't believe what he saw, the prince lying on it, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, his lips were purple, his trembling hands reached the prince's snort, and for a long time, he couldn't feel a trace of breath.

The housekeeper sat on the ground in fright, dumbfounded, and only listened to him repeat: "How could the prince be dead?" How can it be? How could it be ······"

The prince, who was fine when he went out at night, died suddenly, who believes it? But the facts are in front of you, so you have to believe it!

At this time, the soldiers all surrounded them, their faces were full of shock, and at the same time they looked sad, and some even cried bitterly, they couldn't believe that it was their prince who was lying here!

At this time, the movement in the front yard has alarmed the prince in the backyard of the palace, in the middle of the night, disturbing people's dreams, Mo Han came to the front yard angrily, before the person arrived, the voice arrived first: "It's better to give me an explanation." ”

Everyone looked at the sons of the world who were walking straight away, and Mo Han saw them all with red eyes and crying faces.

Just wondering what was going on, before he could ask, the people in the courtyard knelt on the ground, bowed their heads and wept, and choked up: "Please mourn on the Prince's Day!" ”

In a word, Mo Han was stunned on the spot.

Condolences? There is nothing in the house, what is he mourning!

However, his eyes involuntarily fell to the stretcher surrounded by everyone in the center, where there was a person lying on his body, who looked very familiar with the royal blue brocade robe, and the exposed jade ring·····

Mo Han's heart was beating uncontrollably, staring at the man intently, even if he wanted to, he couldn't move it. Even, he couldn't move, and he wanted to go up and see what was going on, but his feet seemed to be on the ground, and he didn't move at all!

His fingers trembled, and a voice in his heart said to him: How is it possible? In the evening, we had dinner together, and we didn't see each other for a few hours····· No, it can't be him, Mo Han, don't you think nonsense?

Nian Fang hugged his fists and saluted from afar, and said truthfully: "The subordinates found the body of the prince on Dongfang Street, and the subordinates were incompetent, and the prince was already dead when we rushed there." However, the murderer of the prince has been captured by us, please rest assured, the subordinates will definitely bring the murderer to justice and avenge the prince······"

Before Nianfang finished speaking, Mo Han looked angry, came to him in three steps and two steps, and punched him heavily when he was unprepared, and then scolded angrily: "your father, Lao Tzu still sees him jumping around at night, will this bring back a corpse that Lao Tzu got out of nowhere and tell Lao Tzu that it is my father?" Damn, your father is dead before people applaud, dare to curse Lao Tzu's father, this world sees that you don't want to live! ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, the housekeeper and a few little guys hurriedly stopped the impulsive Shizi, if he hadn't pulled him, he would probably be kicked again.

There was a smell of blood on the tip of his tongue, and Shizi's punch just now was heavy, and half of his face was suddenly swollen like a steamed bun.

Nian Fang, who was punched, secretly remembered Mo Han's hatred for beating him, and at the same time his disrespectful words to Nian Zhenggang.

But the current situation can't be taken care of by him, the prince who can't stand the news of the prince's death, maybe he will be angry with him at any time, he is just a military attache of the government, even if he is beaten to death by Mo Han, there is nowhere to say, after all, no one wants to offend Zhao Shizi for him!

"The subordinates understand the feelings of the prince who lost the prince, the deceased is gone, and please don't grieve too much. The prisoner was still waiting in the yamen awaiting trial, and his subordinates went back to handle the case first and retired. ”

Nian put two words of persuasion, did not forget to stimulate the son of the world in the words, after speaking, he made a salute, and then led people to slip away.

No one in the palace cared about their stay, and the housekeeper knelt beside King Zhao, with tears in his eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "The prince has a good appetite at night, and he ate two bowls of rice porridge, and after eating, he told the old slave that the rice porridge was very suitable for his appetite, and instructed the old slave to cook more every day for the prince to eat." It's not that going out for a walk, it's only been a long time, how can you be harmed by people for no reason? It's really a disaster from the sky, heaven is unjust, lord, you died so unjustly! ”

The soldiers quietly wiped their tears, even if the men didn't flick their tears, but when the prince who was like their relatives died, they were sad from the bottom of their hearts.

Hearing the news, Concubine Shen's pear blossom brought rain, and with the support of the maid, she stumbled and threw herself beside King Zhao and cried bitterly.

The sound of whining and whining resounded throughout King Zhao, and it was heard in the ears endlessly, and the sound was heard at night, like the grief from hell.

Everybody who is sad and sad doesn't notice that their son disappeared from the front yard at some point?

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It was impossible to disappear, Mo Han just wanted to find a quiet place to be quiet, and now, his mind was still buzzing and dizzy and unable to think.

Mo Han dragged his stiff steps back to Jinchun Courtyard, ignoring the worried gazes that were looking at him all the way.

Passing by the bald tree, I couldn't help but stop, looking at it in a daze, thinking about the scene of their father and son sitting here chatting during the day!

Rubbing his trembling hands back and forth on the stone table, the person sitting here during the day, with a warm smile, still had a short conversation with his parents, talking about the past and the present......

The temperature is not far away, but the people are gone?

Mo Han thought about it, suddenly laughed, and knocked on the door of his head: Mo Han, you have nothing to look for, you don't sleep at night, what are you running around, you see, now you have hallucinations?

He laughed heartlessly, carelessly, he hypnotized himself like this!

Jin Ge, who rushed to learn the bad news, happened to see Mo Han who was sitting in the courtyard and lost his soul but forced a smile.

Seeing him like this, Jin Ge didn't step forward, comfort was not what he needed, now, what he needed was the courage to accept reality!

Mo Han, who was propping up the table, was still recalling everything during the day.

I remember that my father came to Jinchun Courtyard to look at every scenery nostalgically, and even the fallen fruit trees were very serious.

At that time, my father looked at the fruit tree, and he actually missed the person who planted the tree.

And those words said, looking back, every word is like the last confession to him, smiling but occasionally sad, how desperate his mood should be at that time!

The last hug was obviously full of nostalgia and reluctance, and he couldn't wait to send him away at that time!

There are all kinds of signs that my father knows that he may die, so he will do something different from usual.

At that time, I felt strange that his behavior was different from usual, but even if he found a suspicious point, it did not cause him to think deeply, and he missed the opportunity to learn the truth!

If, at that time, I cared a little more and asked more things, would my father not have had an accident?

Mo Han's hand that grabbed the edge of the table was tightly intertwined, his bones turned white, and his face was pale.

Yes, it's all his fault, if he had faced up to his father's strange words and deeds and followed him at any time, the murderer would not have a chance at all, and he would not have an accident?

The body suddenly lost the strength to support it, his feet were floating, and his body was staggering, Jin Ge saw that his body was unstable, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and said with concern: "Shizi, are you okay?" ”

Mo Han looked at her with empty eyes and didn't speak, pulled out the hand she was holding and slowly walked towards his room.

The desolate back, soaked in silent sadness, Jin Ge saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but bow his head and shed a tear.