The assistant minister followed the sedan chair, still laughing smugly:
"Sir, the Prince of Chen is probably seriously injured and it's hard to recover. With the Crown Prince protecting him, he won't dare to do anything to us even if he suffers this loss. Should we go to the Prince of Chen's mansion to visit this defeated general?"
Inside the sedan, the man said disdainfully:
"If he saw me jumping around in front of him, he might have been so angry that he would die when he saw me... Ugh!!"
The voice stopped abruptly.
"Hahaha!" The minister did not notice this detail. He was still immersed in defeating King Chen. He laughed triumphantly with the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears.
"Hahahaha! Adults are still kind, hahaha!"
"My Lord, I think..."
He was talking in a babble.
There was no response from inside the sedan.
In the sedan chair where no one could see, the middle-aged man who had been sitting upright now lay on the ground with his limbs spread out, his head tilted limply to one side, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
An ice spike pierced through the heart from the back. When it came into contact with body temperature, it turned into water and flowed out mixed with blood.
The murder was invisible, and not even the 'murder weapon' was left behind.
No trace...
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Chen Palace.
The injury of Prince Chen caused quite a stir, and within just one hour, many people who received the news came to visit. Some came out of genuine concern, some came just to show their face, and some came to curry favor.
When Concubine Tong received the news, she rushed out of the palace immediately.
"Cub!"
She rushed to the bed, her eyes red and tears streaming down her face.
"Your Majesty, please don't be sad. The master has lost too much blood and is very weak. If he wakes up and sees you so sad, he will be even more uncomfortable." Han Ying took two steps forward, took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her.
"The princess has checked it out. The prince is not in danger of death. Please rest assured, Concubine Tong."
Xiao Zhihua stood behind.
She looked at the person on the couch, with concern in her eyes, but she had sworn that no matter how strong the impulse was, she would suppress it forcefully...
"My poor baby, who did it? Which beast did it?" Concubine Tong cried in worry.
If anything happened to her son, how would she explain to the deceased Concubine Xiao?
Which blind grandson dares to touch her child!
She was furious: "Have you found out? Who is the bastard who did this? I will hire fifty people to chop him into pulp!"
Han Feng: “…”
The word "Prince" came to his lips, but he choked and didn't dare to say it out loud, so he replied tactfully:
"Please rest assured, your majesty. I am investigating."
Bullshit!
How can she feel at ease when the person has become like this?
Concubine Tong was extremely agitated. She wished she could pull out the murderer and kill him alive. She grabbed her hair in anger and became even more annoyed when she saw the group of people outside the door.
It’s so noisy!
This group of people included officials, dignitaries, and imperial doctors sent from the palace. Each of them was chattering and nagging, like a group of flies flying around.
"Tell them to go!"
"Everyone, get out! There are so many people standing here, disturbing my child's rest, get rid of them all!"
Han Feng took the order and immediately tried to drive the people away in a tactful way.
Just after he said a few words, he saw the princess walking in from outside with a cold expression, and his heart tightened.
Before, after the princess asked about the position of the Minister of Revenue, she left the house without saying a word. She came back so soon. Did she do something before going out?
He rushed forward:
"Princess, where have you been?"