Chapter 1261

Fengche three people into the hospital, the people waiting in the hospital did not seem to see them, do not move, not even salute.

It was the prince's guard waiting at the door, saluting respectfully, "Lord Zhan."

Then he opened the door.

The wind Chul went in, and the house was warm as spring. The prince only wore a single robe and put down the tea cup in his hand. "Can you rest?"

The wind Che went to his opposite and sat down, "um".

The prince picked up an empty tea cup, poured it and handed it to him.

Feng Che took it with both hands, put it on his mouth and took a sip. His eyes fell on his knee. "What happened to his knee?"

"It's been seen by the doctor. It's OK to take medicine. Just have a good rest."

Feng Che didn't say anything else. He took two sips of tea and put it down. He dipped his finger in the water and wrote two words on the table.

The prince took a look, nodded slightly, lips slightly open, no voice, only the mouth, "Zishi."

Feng Che erased the words on the table.

The prince ordered dinner.

It's not rich. Four dishes and one soup are very common meals, or the meals of ordinary people.

Two people's faces don't change color of finish eating, again said a short while words, the breeze Che gets up to return to own yard.

The courtyard was dark, and there was still no one to wait on.

Feng Che stopped, "Feng an, go and call people."

Feng'an walked away quickly. After a long time, he called the housekeeper.

The housekeeper's face was not willing. "If you have anything to say, I'll be busy preparing for the burial of my master."

The wind Che negative hand but stand, don't speak.

The housekeeper was not happy, and said in a shrill voice, "I said, Lord Zhan, do you mean to find fault on purpose? I'm too busy to be here with you..."

Feng Che kicked him into the hospital.

"Ouch."

The housekeeper staggered on the ground and cried out in pain. Then he opened his throat and said, "come on, come on

The sound of footsteps came from all directions one after another. Soon, twenty or thirty boys came running, carrying lanterns in each hand, and lighting the yard like day.

The housekeeper sat on the ground, pointing at Fengche with his skinned fingers, trembling with anger, "you, you, you..."

"Feng an."

Feng Che's voice is declining. Feng an has come to the housekeeper, grabs his hand pointing at Feng Che, and tries to

The housekeeper screamed like a pig.

The boys were shocked and came forward.

The wind Che negative hand but stand, the whole body cold idea divulges, the cold eye son once scanned them.

The boys were shocked, as if they were fixed in the same place, and they did not dare to step forward.

The wind Chul out of the voice, the cold voice, such as the cold wind of the cold city, into their four limbs and bones, "who gave you the courage, even want to fight against my lord?"

The boys looked at the housekeeper together.

The housekeeper disdained himself, sweating and screaming.

"Go away!"

The wind Che a fierce drink, the small Si after mutually looking at each other exits the yard, stands in the courtyard gate.

Feng an let go and the housekeeper fell to the ground in pain.

Feng Che looked down at him, just like looking at a mole ant, "don't challenge my patience, roll down, and get all the things for me."

Probably afraid, the housekeeper didn't dare to shout again, and climbed out of the yard with hands and feet.

As soon as he left the hospital, he was helped up and carried away by the boys.

Soon, the charcoal pots, lanterns, candles, hot water, hot tea, etc. were all delivered, accompanied by four little boys and four servant girls. They stood in the courtyard without a sound.

Fengche didn't care about them. After drinking two teas, he blew out the candle and went to bed to have a rest.

At night.

The whole city Lord's mansion was quiet, and the eight people in the courtyard seemed to be settled. They were not only motionless, but also could not hear the sound of breathing.

Inside, Feng an and Feng Zhong snore like thunder.

Several figures leaped into the courtyard and quickly pointed the acupoints of eight people in the courtyard.

The snoring stopped at the same time. Then the door is opened, and Fengche comes out of the house. Fengan and Fengzhong follow him.

Those who came were the prince's people. They bowed and stood. After the wind was clear, they followed.

The prince was waiting outside the courtyard. Seeing the wind coming out, he nodded to him.

Fengche comes to him, and they come to Lingtang.

Kneeling outside the watchman, head drooping, at first glance, as if asleep.

There are two candlelight lights in the hall. As they enter, the candlelight flickers, adding a bit of gloomy atmosphere.

Feng an, Feng Zhong and two other prince's guards go over and gently push the lid of the coffin away. Feng Che picks up the candle and holds it over the coffin with one hand covering it

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The cold and horrible laughter suddenly rang out.

All of them were surprised, and they all turned back, where there was half a shadow.

Feng an and Feng Zhong have two guards on the side of the prince and Feng Che. The rest of the guards go out carefully.

There was no one outside. There was no laughter. It was very quiet, just like the laughter was their illusion.

"Who's playing tricks, come out!"

A guard yelled in response to the boundless silence.

Fengche with a candle in one hand, one hand into the coffin, hand just about to touch the body's face, laughter again, "ha ha ha ha, Fengche, you're OK."

It was the voice of the prince.

The crowd was horrified. The guard held the blade tightly and looked around nervously.

Voice seems to come from all directions, "father is really hurt me, let you come to see me off, just in time, I am very lonely, you stay with me."

"Ha ha..."

Wind Che takes back a hand, sneer a few, "big prince is afraid not so big ability can leave me?"

"Is it?"

As the voice approached, the guards outside the hall heard it clearly, and Qi Qi rushed towards the direction of the voice.

A gust of wind blew into the hall, the candle was blown out, and the Hall fell into darkness.

The "great prince" came in from the door wearing a white robe, a haircut and a dozen blood holes. He looked like he had just been cut down.

Fengche's body rushed out. "The Prince" seemed to expect that he would be like this. His body swayed slightly to avoid his attack, and there was a burst of gloomy laughter, "Fengche, don't worry, soon you will come to hell to accompany me!"

Words fall, the window creaks twist open, the body unexpectedly from the half open window in the soft floated out, instantly disappeared.

The Hall fell into a dead silence.

Looking for the voice of the past guard did not find anyone, turned back to see the hall in darkness, shocked, "master!"

Shua!

Feng'an lights up the fire fold, reflecting the white face of the outstanding people.

Seeing that the prince was safe, the guards were relieved.

Feng an went to light the candle and held it in his hand

Feng Che reaches out his hand, takes the candle, and goes back to the coffin again. He doesn't hesitate any more. He goes in and gropes on the corpse's face.

The crowd held their breath.

But the prince suddenly grabbed the short knife of the guard around him and cut it down to Fengche.