Chapter 389

Wu Ma'an and Che Hongliang hurriedly followed up. Before long, they saw the prince standing aside vomiting. Not only Zhu Zhengqing was vomiting, but also the soldiers.

Peace is too long. The soldiers have never seen such a scene. They almost spit their guts out.

And after seeing Wu Ma'an and Che Hongliang, they could not help leaning aside and vomiting.

Looking at the whole front yard, the tragedy can't be described. It's basically one by one. There's no complete body at all.

And there is a pungent smell of blood and stench in the air. After all, some intestines are exposed and dirty.

Zhu Zhengqing can't stand it. He runs straight out. Unexpectedly, he stumbles when he steps on something.

The whole face is stuck in a person's belly. The problem is that the belly is cracked.

"Prince!"

"Prince!"

Suddenly a group of people rushed over, many people were fell, the blood on the ground is sticky, with lubrication effect.

Several bodyguards picked up the prince's highness and found that his highness had fainted. They hurriedly carried him to the imperial palace.

Che Hongliang and Wu Ma'an calmed down a lot, and they walked towards the Marquis's mansion in silence.

It turns out that it's just appetizer outside, but it's more horrible inside. Who made it? It's annihilating human nature!

"Chelao, the Marquis should be killed!" Wu Ma'an said lightly, covering his nose.

Chehong frowned deeply. Was the death of marquis an accident or a man? After all, there were many people who benefited from the death of marquis, such as Prince and his own.

"Newspaper!!! Found it!!! " A soldier with blood all over his body came to report that, basically, all the soldiers' armor was bloodstained, which was dyed when turning over the body.

Chehong said in a deep voice, "bring it here!"

When they saw Hou Xuelin's body, Wu Ma'an and Che Hongliang were shocked.

They know the strength of the Marquis! At this time, the Marquis was divided into three parts. The right hand half was connected with the head, and the head was divided into two parts. From the view of the wound, it was very neat and was cut by a sharp blade.

In the morning, the three people were still talking about the problem, but in the evening, the door was closed.

The two couldn't help but wonder if they would have been one of the bodies if they hadn't returned.

The answer is obvious.

Before long, the soldiers found the Marquis's sword again.

Che Hongliang and Wu Ma'an know this sword, ancient artifact! It's not easy to get it!

The weapon that Lord Hou regarded as a treasure was cut in half. Who did it!

"Chelao, even if your majesty has a rest now, you have to talk!"

"Well, let's go together." Che Hongliang also knows the seriousness of the matter.

The imperial palace of Tianfu is heavily guarded. There are more than 100 buildings, large and small, but it is surrounded by the largest palace in the middle, standing like a guard.

But that night, unlike before, there were many times more soldiers on patrol. The main hall, which was supposed to be out of light, was also full of lights.

On both sides of the palace stood guards with serious faces, all of them with swords.

According to the rules, the guards can't bring knives into the palace, but today's situation is different.

On the throne was a handsome middle-aged man with a mole on the corner of his mouth. He was wearing a yellow robe and staring down.

There are four people standing below, three of whom are prince Zhu Zhengqing, Wu Ma'an and Che Hongliang.

Another is the master of heaven, Yingwei!

This is a white haired old man with a long stick in his hand. It looks rough as if he had been chopped directly from a big tree. But when he held it in his hand, he felt different in a moment. Maybe this is the momentum!

In the main hall, there is Hou Xuelin covered with white cloth.

The dim light makes the atmosphere in the whole hall very heavy, which makes people feel breathless.

Zhu Chengxuan gently taps on the handrail of the faucet and mumbles, "blood awn!"

Yingwei Gongshou said: "Your Majesty, the appearance of blood spots must be prevented. In order to avoid danger, I think that the royal hunting should be cancelled."

Zhu Chengxuan said in a deep voice, "Tianshi, let's not talk about hunting for a moment. First, check the cause of the death of the Marquis!"

"Back to his majesty, the prince was cut into three pieces by the blade and died!" Chehong said respectfully.

"Open it for the emperor to see."

Zhu Zhengqing hurriedly said: "father, the prince is in a sad state of death, or..."

"prince, according to the order of the eldest and youngest, you have to call him uncle, and the emperor has to call brother!"

"What my father taught me!"

Wuma'an bows to lift the white cloth. Although it's all put together, the mark is still there, and everyone can't help frowning.

When Zhu Chengxuan saw Hou Xuelin's body, he was relieved and died well! Wonderful death!

That's right! In the past, it was the brothers, but this Hou Xuelin was so powerful that he didn't even pay attention to the royal family, and there were many small actions. If Hou Xuelin planned to usurp the throne one day, Zhu Chengxuan would not be too surprised."What about the God of the Marquis?"

"In response to his father and emperor, the yuan Shen of the Marquis disappeared. Only when the children felt the fluctuation, they woke up from the bed and went to check the situation." Zhu Zhengqing is also smart, as if he wants to put all the credit on himself.

Zhu Chengxuan said lightly: "the Prince did a good job."

Che Hongliang frowned slightly. Although Zhu Zhengqing looked very bohemian, he was very smart at this time.

"Did the murderer find out? Is it male or female? Is it tall or thin? " Zhu Chengxuan asked, just pretending to reward the murderer. You have done a good job to help the emperor get rid of his serious troubles.

Yingwei respectfully said: "judging from the strength and ferocity of the murderer, he should be a man with a special blade."

"Tianshi is right, but is there no one alive in the prince's mansion?" Asked Zhu Chengxuan curiously.

"Tell the father that today is the birthday of the prince. There are many guests present. Besides, they are his family members. They have no life to live!"

After hearing this, Zhu Chengxuan heaved a sigh to the sky and murmured, "in thousands of years, there has never been such a tragedy in Tianfu. We must find it out!"

"Yes!"

"Besides, bury the marquis. After all, he used to be the eldest brother of the emperor!"

"Yes!"

"Your Majesty, the Marquis is is dead," said Wu Ma'an, bowing to his hand. "The positions under his jurisdiction cannot be guarded!"

Che Hongliang hurried up to talk.

But Zhu Zhengqing speeded up: "the father, the children are willing to take over temporarily, and when the father and the emperor find a candidate, they will hand over!"

Che Hongliang scolded shamelessly and said in a hurry, "Your Majesty, your majesty, your royal highness already has the jurisdiction, I'm afraid your highness is too tired."

"Mr. Che, as the prince, he is also the future prince. If you can't deal with all the small things well, how can you deal with the big things in the future?" What Zhu Zhengqing said is impassioned and forceful.