Chapter 1265

Feng Che put his hand on the table, and his fingers gently knocked on the table. Xiao Yi pretends to die. As long as there is one possibility, he and the prince will come. Such a plan is sure to make them both come back.

Shen Sheng said, "he doesn't do it in the mansion. It should be done when we go to the cemetery tomorrow. We should be careful not to touch his way."

Then he reached into his arms, took out the porcelain bottle, poured out two pills to him, "this is the detoxification pill, one for tonight, one for tomorrow."

The prince took it, put one into his mouth without hesitation, swallowed it, and took the remaining one in his hand.

In a low voice, "do I want to take someone..."

When he came here this time, there were not many bodyguards on his face. His secret bodyguards had been waiting outside the house for a long time.

Wind Che waved his hand, "tomorrow let them mix in the people, follow to the cemetery, act according to circumstances."

The crown prince nodded, and his killing intention suddenly appeared in his eyes: if Xiao Yi stays in the cold city honestly, even if he ascends the throne in the future, he won't do anything to Xiao Yi. After all, the mountains are high and the waters are far away, so there is no threat. But in the name of feigning death, we shouldn't deceive him and kill him.

The night passed.

Early in the morning, the cry came from the front. Today is the day to seal the coffin and go to the funeral. The people in the house got up early to prepare.

At the beginning of Mao Dynasty, the little eunuch came with the doctor last night.

The doctor, full of fear in his eyes, walked to the prince in fear.

The prince put his leg on the stool. The doctor put down the medicine box, lifted his robe and shook his hands to remove the gauze.

The prince looked at Fengche, who nodded slightly.

The doctor did not dare to change the medicine and bowed out.

At the beginning of the new year, the housekeeper came over with gauze around his neck, pale and limping.

In front of the prince, he said respectfully, "Your Highness, the coffin will be sealed soon. Please move to the Lingtang."

Today, the prince wore a white robe, while Fengche was black. One black and one white came to the Lingtang, which immediately attracted people to see.

Not only the officials and rich people from inside and outside the cold city are here. Of course, what they are fighting for is not the face of the dead prince, but specially for the prince. As long as they flatter the prince, they will not worry about the future.

The prince and Fengche walk slowly into the mourning hall. After worshiping, they stand in front of the mourning hall. Several young men, holding wooden hammers, nail wooden wedges into the coffin. With the sound of thumping, deafening crying starts.

The watchman, the mourner, the cry.

The housekeeper was crying and collapsed on the ground.

After crying, the housekeeper had two eunuchs to help him lead the way. The prince and Fengche followed him out of the hall.

They dodged a way, and the prince stood in the middle and turned back.

The housekeeper stood at the gate of the mourning hall, exhausted all his strength and said, "take up the coffin!"

Cry again.

Eight strong young men raised the coffin steadily and walked out of the hall step by step.

Prince in front of the guide, has been out of the door, coffin on the hearse, shadow a just led the horse to Prince.

The prince turned over and walked out of the city gate with the guide boy in front of him. He walked towards the southwest, which is the direction of the capital.

The housekeeper cried out several times.

The cemetery is five miles outside the cold city. It's a small hilltop. When the mourners come to the foot of the mountain, they are stopped. "My master likes to be quiet. Please send him here."

The great prince and imperial concubine were the same at that time. Without much thought, they all stopped, and only the prince and Fengche followed.

Prince in front of the wind Che with Feng an and Feng Zhong, and the prince's house guard followed.

The road up the mountain was a little steep. The coffin bearers walked slowly. They changed people twice before they reached the top of the mountain.

The tomb has been torn open. You can see the coffin of the eldest prince and concubine lying in it, with a place on the left side. The boys slowly put the coffin down.

The housekeeper cried and fell in front of the tomb, "master, wait a minute, the old slave will come to accompany you soon!"

The prince and Fengche are alert and retreat quickly, but it's too late. Suddenly a big hole opens in the ground, and everyone falls down. The hole closes, and there is endless darkness underneath.

Feng Che grasped the housekeeper tightly, "Feng an!"

Feng an reached into his arms and took out the fire fold. Before lighting it, he heard one after another landing sound. Then, their feet softened and they didn't know who they were stepping on. The other side gave out a dull hum.

Feng an caught fire. Before he could see the situation below, countless arrows shot from the walls on both sides.

"Protect the prince!"

The guards drew out their weapons one after another to protect the prince.

The sound of the blade and the arrow colliding was intermingled with the dull hum from time to time.

"Ha ha ha..."

The housekeeper lay at the foot of Fengche, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and crazy light shining in his eyes, "you, can't get out!"

Wind Che returns hand to cut off an arrow, "not necessarily!"

The housekeeper laughed. "Do you think you can go out if you catch me? you must be dreaming! I won't let you do it. "

Words fall, just want to force to bite off the tongue

The wind Che one foot tramples on his chest, the housekeeper one mouthful blood spurts out.

The rocket stopped, and the crowd was relieved.

Fengche squatted down, clamped the housekeeper's jaw, and the cold breath slapped on the housekeeper's face, "say, where is the exit?"

"Ha ha ha..."

The housekeeper smiles, the blood flows out along the corner of his mouth, "Feng Che, don't dream, even if you cut me, I won't tell you."

Then, looking at the prince, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, our master only wants his life. You are implicated by him. When you go to hell, you have to settle accounts with him alone. Don't ask our master."

The guard was injured several times. Even Ying Yiye was shot in his left arm. He pulled out his teeth and was about to throw the arrow on the ground. The prince reached over to the housekeeper and looked down at him. The arrow touched the palm of his hand. "I'll count one, two, three. If your master doesn't show up, I'll break your hand, and then the next one, and the foot."

The housekeeper's face showed a color of fear, but he soon calmed down and gave out a coarse and ugly laugh, "ha ha ha... Your Highness has the time to protect himself. Don't you find that the arrow is poisonous?"

As soon as the prince's face changed, he looked at the shadow and saw that his face had turned blue. He was immediately angry and put the arrow into the housekeeper's palm.

There was a scream from the housekeeper.

Fengche quickly takes out the porcelain bottle. Before he pours out the pill, Yingyi and the guards who have been shot attack them like crazy. The tip of the sword can wipe the prince's face.

"Yingyi, you are crazy!"

Shadow two waves a sword to block it.

Shadow eyes red, eyes chaos, in the hands of the move is very fierce, a move after a move, move straight to the point.