In front of the gate of the .com speed and new} side hall of the reading hall, the people who knelt on the ground, even Mo Chushu also knelt in the front row. /www.Behind the white curtain of the .com/ hall of the reading hall, a white figure flashed, as fast as a ghost, and soon disappeared in the narrow coffin.

A man in a bright yellow brocade robe strode into the courtyard, followed by the man with a scar with an indifferent face, he secretly looked at the people kneeling on the ground of this mourning hall, a haze flashed in his eyes, and finally his eyes fell on the mourning hall covered with white cloth, his eyes were blazing, and he walked directly towards the dark Nanmu coffin.

On the ground, Mo Chushu knelt and moved two steps forward, and said respectfully, "The old minister greets His Highness." ”

"Well, get up!" Without looking at him, Xiao Yiteng walked straight towards the hall, but was stopped by Mo Chushu, who was busy getting up, "Your Highness's golden body is really not suitable for entering the mourning hall, the old minister is terrified!"

Glaring at Mo Chushu angrily, Xiao Yiteng lost his solemnity in front of his courtiers for the first time, and roared, "What does this king want to do, do you want Prime Minister Mo to agree?"

"The old minister doesn't dare, it's just that the little girl has just died, the old minister loves his daughter very much, and asks His Royal Highness to let the little girl walk safely!" Lowering his head, Mo Chushu spoke respectfully, but his eyes kept staring at the pair of feet with flowing golden boots in front of him, paying attention to his every move.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Xiao Yiteng immediately moved his gaze to the coffin and said coldly, "Yesterday, this king saw that she was still alive and well, why did she hang herself for love overnight?

"Your Highness atoned for her sins, yesterday it was the little girl who was rude, but she did hang herself in the room, and the old minister also '''''' hey!" he said, wiping a handful of tears from his own eyes, but his eyes were still fixed on his feet, for fear that he would walk over and lift the coffin, and then find that there was nothing inside. /www.Kanshutang.com/

"This king wants to see how she hangs herself!" There was anger in the narrow phoenix eyes, he snorted coldly, and then bypassed Mo Chushu to inspect the coffin.

"Your Highness, don't do it!" With a plop, Mo Chushu knelt down without hesitation, grabbed his feet tightly, and wiped his tears on his gorgeous brocade robe by the way, "Your Highness, the little girl's bones are not cold, how can the old minister bear to call her '''''' Your Highness again, you just see that the old minister has shared worries for the emperor for half his life, and has never been slack, so don't bother the little girl again." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of people behind him hurriedly knelt and moved, kowtowed to Xiao Yiteng and said, "Please Your Highness, don't bother Miss again, Miss is already very pitiful!"

Qi brushed the voice and lineup, but Xiao Yiteng was a little embarrassed, and then snorted coldly, "Shut up for this king." ”

Suddenly, everyone who had been crying and then knelt on the ground quickly shut up, and buried their heads low one by one, for fear that the prince would be unhappy and drag them out to bury the young lady. /www.Reading the Book Hall.com/ Burying his head, Mo Chushu immediately said in a low voice, "Your Highness, you can bypass the little girl, the old minister has made amends to you on her behalf, now that the little girl is dead, Your Highness has a lot, so don't worry about her anymore." ”

"Prime Minister Mo, don't act in front of this king, others don't know about you, don't this king know yet?" Slowly lowering his head, he sneered and looked at the slightly white-haired man, and snorted softly, "Get out of the way, don't stand in the way of this king." ”

"Your Highness!" This time, he knew that Xiao Yiteng was really angry, and he didn't dare to entangle anymore, so he immediately threw his whole body to the ground and begged, "Your Highness, please consider the feelings of the old minister, the old minister's white-haired person sent the black-haired person, it is already very pitiful, just let His Highness pity the poor old minister's old bones!" After a pause, he said slowly, "The old minister is now old, and he has lost his beloved daughter, and he plans to wait for the little girl's funeral to be handled properly, so he will resign and return to his hometown to take care of his old age." ”

In the court, he is neither the Three Kings Party nor the Four Kings Party, but he is the prime minister, one person is above 10,000 people, and he has naturally become a thorn in Xiao Yiteng's side. Now, when he suddenly said this, he couldn't help but make Xiao Yiteng stunned. Saying that he is old, it is just nonsense, although he is an old woman, and now he is only more than fifty, not only shrewd but also cunning, so he can sit firmly in the position of prime minister in this strange and changeable court, and now he actually said this, naturally there is his purpose.

His departure must have reduced a lot of trouble for him, this condition is indeed tempting, but when he thought of the woman lying in the coffin, he was unmoved, "The prime minister's words are to the point, but you have to wait for your father to wake up and tell him that the old man is the king, and this king can't be the master, which has nothing to do with the purpose of my coming today." Holding his lips and sneering, he said slowly, "Trouble Prime Minister Mo to make a way, otherwise if this king accidentally hurts Prime Minister Mo's old bones, he will feel deeply guilty." ”

"This ''''''" thick eyebrows furrowed, Mo Chushu had no choice, so he had to step back a little and plead in a low voice, "Your Highness, the old minister ''''''"

"Okay, don't say it, this king is not here to smash the mourning hall, he just wants to see if this chastly martyred woman hanged herself as others said! Prime Minister Mo didn't deceive everyone, why should he be so alarmed?" Looking sideways, he looked at Mo Chushu, who was slightly embarrassed, smiled extremely coldly, and then raised his steps and walked towards the coffin.

Kneeling there, Mo Chushu sighed in his heart, this is over, he deceived the people and deceived the prince, and his sin could not be washed away.

In the next moment, all the people were quietly kneeling aside, their heads so low that they were about to touch the ground, and they didn't dare to come out. But seeing Xiao Yiteng and the scarred man stretching out their hands, they pushed open the lid of the coffin without hesitation.

A faint fragrance of orchid wafted from the coffin, Xiao Yiteng and the two of them were suddenly alert, and hurriedly retreated, and when they saw the person lying in the coffin, they couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

With such a pale face, bloodless lips, and obvious strangulation marks on the neck, it looked like a corpse that had been dead for several hours by hanging.

Moving his gaze to the arm that had been injured by him, Xiao Yiteng was even more shocked, there was still a little dark red on his plain white clothes, which was obviously a bloodstain that had been dried up for a long time, and the arm that seemed to be disconnected from his body was a little frightening.

Thinking of yesterday's incident, Xiao Yiteng couldn't help but look away, and said coldly, "It's a pity, the third prince brother has not been convicted yet, but she went first, isn't this a waste of the kindness of the third royal brother?"

Hearing this, Mo Chushu was shocked, but he remained silent on the surface, and said in a deep voice, "I can only blame the little girl for being too stubborn, and she is not blessed to accept the favor of the third prince, and the old minister is ashamed." ”

"The matter of the younger generation, what is there to be ashamed of in the prime minister, life cannot be resurrected, the prime minister, you should mourn!" The cold eyes swept over the miserable white face, and he immediately motioned to the man next to him to check it, but he pretended to be concerned and said, "In this way, it seems that this king is rude, Changqing, quickly close the coffin." ”

"Yes!" respectfully responded, and the man with the scar, who was called Evergreen, slowly stepped forward and put his hand directly into the coffin, pretending to cover her with a white cloth. The calloused hand moved from the left side of her neck to her nose, and only when he was sure that there was a corpse lying in the coffin, he withdrew his hand and slowly closed the coffin.