The vermilion door was covered with white silk all over the sky. In front of the mourning hall, the crying of the servants in the palace was heard.

Chu Chen walked up to the mourning hall in a daze, looked at the two parked coffins, staggered over, holding the coffin tightly, and looking at the body of his father in the coffin with a pale face.

The body is intact, only the elegant face of the past is blue and black.

Poisoning.

Father, the unfilial son is back...

Chu Chen slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed at his father's coffin.

"As long as you can really get better, you will be the one who decides the marriage."

The words are still in my ears. This is the simplest wish of the father. I just hope that he can be happy... I don't even mind that he married into the family, that he has the surname of someone else, that his future children cannot be named Chu...

But how unfilial he was, he only wanted to immerse himself in his own happiness, and did not know that his father was in danger and had fallen into a plan...

"If you want the military power in my hands, just say it." The teasing tone was a father's indulgence on his son.

Father, I just wish you and your mother peace and peace for life, break away from this vortex of imperial power, live a comfortable life, and enjoy a hundred years of health...

Why, but I didn't even see the last time?

I only left Xiling for two months, but when I met again, I was separated by yin and yang...

Chu Chen pursed his lips, closed his eyes tightly, and his whole body trembled.

Father, you have not seen your son get married with your own eyes, and you have not waited for your grandson to be born...

"Criminal." The housekeeper came over and whispered, "The prince's body has been parked for three days, and the funeral should be handled earlier..."

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it is approaching early summer. The body cannot be preserved for too long. In order to wait for Chu Chen to come back, the ice cubes transferred from the palace were used under the coffin to cool down.

The dead are gone, and you should be buried as soon as possible.

Chu Chen clenched his hands tightly, his eyes turned red, and his nails pinched into his palms.

He stood up slowly, turned his head expressionlessly to look at the mourning hall for a week, and finally his eyes fell on the four people outside the hall, including Han Shuo, Ji Qing, Wang Hanshu and Tan Feng.

"The four uncles are the capable generals of my father. When the father suffered this time, as a son of man, I must avenge him first." Word by word, cold as ice, with a ruthless and heartless crying, "Please ask the four uncles to order five hundred troops and follow me into the palace."

The four of them knelt on one knee: "I will obey the order!"

After the words finished, he turned around and left.

Chu Chen raised his eyes and looked at the sky from afar. His heart was burned by the fire of revenge and almost lost his mind.

Queen Mother.

Of course he would not think that the death of his father was directly plotted by the Queen Mother, and that old woman was not as capable as she was.

It is impossible for the father to fall into the hands of a woman in the deep palace.

But it must have something to do with her.

Through the solemn courtyard, Chu Chen stepped out with his stance, his figure was upright and his eyebrows were fierce and sharp, just like the god of death from hell, and he took off all the innocent and harmless disguise overnight.

The appearance is peerless, but it also makes people feel cold and daunting.

"Crown Prince."

As soon as I stepped out of the mansion, a gentle voice sounded.

Chu Chen turned his head and looked coldly to the right.

The graceful girl stood around the corner with her eyebrows slightly frowned, and her fair and delicate face was filled with a little distress and compassion: "Prince, please feel sorry for me."

Chu Chen looked at her silently and withdrew his gaze indifferently.

It seems that I don't know her at all.

Tang Wanjun couldn't help biting her lips, and walked to him with her pupils with her eyes hanging down: "My father is very worried about the prince, and he will be the one who will bring him-"

"Get out." The cold voice seemed to have soaked in the ice for thousands of years, and it was biting cold.

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Updated today.

Let me tell you, I will save the manuscript starting today, and I will get the update on the 10th next month. Time is very tight and I can only update 5,000 a day.
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