Chapter 239 (2/2)

Feng Mo Chen, who is in the middle of the walk, suddenly stops. He looks at Su Mou, who is standing in front of him and pleads to investigate the matter, and his eyes are tiny.

Is he crazy?

Who doesn't want to get involved? Does he have to bump into it?

Smell speech, the Feng emperor's face on the main position is one slow, Mou bottom dye a touch of deep pain of color, sink a voice way: ”accurate.”

”The Emperor... The emperor's son is gone. I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you... Wu Wu Wu.”

With her baby in her arms, the princess cried bitterly.

Feng emperor's eyes were full of heartache. He picked up the child in his arms and handed it to the consul's father-in-law next to him. He picked up the princess and said in a low voice: ”I'm not good. I didn't protect our child. I'm sorry for you...” and then he held her in his arms, with a tear in the corner of his eye.

”Wuwuwuwuwu..... Yu'er, my yu'er..... Why does God want to treat me like this? Why......” the princess cried bitterly in the arms of emperor Feng, but her tearful eyes were staring at Feng Mo Chen, and she hated her to the bone.

A reception, the full moon banquet because the little prince died, broke up unhappily.

Feng Mo Chen was put into the prison, and the courtiers in the hall gradually dispersed, leaving only Liu Su, Su Mou and Yeli cha.

”What's going on? Is the little prince really hurt by the Qi Lin sword

Seeing that there is no one in the hall, I can't help but ask Liu Su.

Liu Su looks calm, glances at him and says slowly, ”I don't know.”

hear nothing of?

What's the meaning of this?

”What do you mean you don't know?” The night leaves Cha Jun face to highlight some anxious color, stare at flow Su: ”you are not sure how the little prince died, why don't you explain to the emperor?”