CHAPTER XXXII

"Oh no, no, my lord has been assassinated!"

Wei Yuhao was in the house, caught off guard, and the maid shouted loudly as if she had lost her soul. The voice reached Wei Yuhao's ears, Wei Yuhao hurriedly came to Master Wei's bedroom, but saw a cold dagger inserted in his heart, there was a large amount of jet blood around the dagger, the blood splashed on the bedding, stained a large piece of red, this is obviously a man-made wound, Chenyang probed his nose again, Wei Lao Ye didn't know when he had already lost his breath, his body was also stiff, and he had obviously been assassinated for a long time.

"What's the matter, how can there be assassins in the house?" Wei Yuhao was shocked and looked at Chenyang.

Chenyang was also shocked, and shouted at his subordinates, "Search me carefully!" Don't miss a single footprint or clue. ”

"Yes!"

Dozens of people rushed in and carried out a big inspection of the bedroom, and after a while, one of his subordinates came out with a token, "Report to your lordship, I found a token." ”

Chenyang and Wei Yuhao looked at each other, they both recognized that this was a royal token, the token was made of gold, only royal people were qualified to have it, at this time, another subordinate rushed out, "Report, there is still a footprint at the scene, it looks like a man's." ”

Wei Yuhao looked at the token, and couldn't remember where he had seen it, but he felt very familiar, and Chenyang immediately reacted, this is the belongings of the emperor's sword-bearing guard Fengyan.

But no, the token is engraved with a big Feng character, which can never be wrong, presumably this footprint is also Feng Yan, right?

"Why would he do that?" Wei Yuhao felt a little broken.

"It must be the emperor's will, isn't Fengyan just at the emperor's disposal? He is the emperor's personal bodyguard. Chenyang guessed.

"Then why did the emperor do this, why did he do this?!" Wei Yuhao was already extremely angry, "He didn't let me marry Nalan Xi, he didn't let me marry Zhu Yunying, if I didn't do it, he would kill my father, what a ruthless heart, such a ruthless heart." Wei Yuhao had tears in the corners of his eyes, his voice had begun to deform, and there was a monstrous hatred in his eyes.

Chenyang couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and ordered his subordinates to put Master Wei's body into the coffin that had been there earlier, and then clean the blood stains on it and tidy up the remains.

Wei Yuhao has been in a slump since this day, lingering in the Qinglou and the tavern all day long, drunk and dreaming of death, thinking that in this way he can escape the fact that Master Wei is no longer there. By the way, he can escape his incompetence, because even if he knows that the emperor killed his father, he can't do anything to him, so Wei Yuhao is extremely aggrieved in his heart, and a sense of helplessness surrounds him, but he has no way at all.

As soon as King Jin heard about Wei Yuhao's current situation, he almost died of laughter, isn't this appearance more uncomfortable than killing him? This is really murderous, and it doesn't leak.

When King Jin came to look for Wei Yuhao, he was getting drunk in the Qinglou, and he was still holding two girls in his arms, and he was drunk and nowhere to be found.

King Jin couldn't get used to his appearance, so he asked the warbler and Yanyan in his arms to retreat.

"Master Wei, what are you doing here? Do you drink wine as tea? King Jin was still talking about the wind and cold.

"Leave me alone, won't you? You're so annoying. Wei Yuhao had a big tongue.

"My lord, what are you talking about, aren't you getting drunk? Can you tell me what's going on. "King Jin is kind and seductive.