The news was brought by people from Watten, who asked them to hold the funeral.

What surprised them most was that General Zuo had clearly returned earlier, but disappeared on the road for no apparent reason.

All of this made them feel confused and unable to understand.

"No matter what, we must find their bodies first. We must find them alive or dead. Otherwise, how can we explain to the court?"

General Zhou's face was full of sadness and pain.

Since coming here, everything has been going smoothly for them, but who would have thought that God would be jealous of their talent.

He heard from others that if two people jumped from such a high cliff, there would be almost no hope of survival.

General Li's eyes were red. He sat beside him and sighed, then picked up a pot of wine and gulped it down.

"The prince loves his people like his own children. He should be the emperor. The bastards in the court treated him like this. One day, I will avenge him."

"General Li, please don't let anyone else hear what you say, otherwise..."

General Li was indignant, but he also knew the consequences?

These words were outrageous, and it was enough for him to just think about them in his mind.

He didn't want to be thrown into death row before he avenged Wen Jingchi and Chu Weiyue.

The other side.

The subordinate brought a broken jade pendant to the leader.

"Captain, we found a jade pendant and a tattered shoe. We didn't pick it up because it was too broken, but it looks like it belongs to Wen Jingchi. This jade pendant was worn by Chu Weiyue, and it's very strange that it's broken."

The chief frowned and placed the jade pendant in front of his eyes.

"It's not unusual for this jade pendant to be broken. Maybe it hit a rock."

Upon hearing this, the little leader next to him couldn't help but laugh.

"Chief, you don't know that this jade pendant is not an ordinary thing. Even a stone can't break it. If you don't believe me, I will try to show you."

He placed the half jade pendant on the stone and hit it hard with another stone.

What shocked everyone was that no matter how hard he tried, the jade pendant could not be smashed.

The little leader returned the jade pendant to the big leader.

"Chief, this jade pendant cannot be broken even if it is smashed with a rock. It can be imagined that they must have hit the cliffs below when they fell, and then fell into the water, otherwise the jade pendant would not be broken. There is no way to preserve even the jade pendant, let alone the flesh and blood body."

Besides, I heard that there are many big fish in that river. Maybe the big fish swallowed them as food. They are definitely dead, so you don’t have to worry. They are definitely finished this time.”

The chief was a little bit unbelievable at first, but after hearing his words, he couldn't help but nodded.

"What you said makes sense. This leader also thinks they should be dead. Hurry up and give the divorce letter to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The young leader nodded and wrote a letter himself to inform Wen Chenxuan of the situation.

After Wen Chenxuan received the letter, he placed it on the table in ecstasy.

It’s hard to believe that Wen Jingchi is really dead.

"Am I dreaming? Is Wen Jingchi really dead?" He suddenly grabbed his right-hand man and pressed his shoulders hard.

The attendant just saw the content and nodded without hesitation, "Yes, Your Majesty, Wen Jingchi is indeed dead."

Picking up the letter again, Wen Chenxuan looked at it carefully for a few seconds, then he laughed out loud, his eyes burning with burning hatred.

"Wen Jingchi, it would be a relief for you to die like this, but it's better to die. No one will be hostile to me anymore. From now on, I will have the final say in this world."

Thinking of this, he sat comfortably on the dragon throne.

In this way, he can rest assured and no longer have to worry about anyone competing with him for the throne.

He caressed the magnificent dragon throne greedily, completely blinded by power.

When attending the morning court the next day, Wen Chenxuan deliberately dressed himself to look haggard, with red eyes and obvious swelling.

When he saw everyone, Wen Chenxuan showed a painful expression.

"I think everyone already knows what happened..."

He didn't finish his sentence as he burst into tears, so grief-stricken that he couldn't utter a word.

Several ministers couldn't bear to watch and immediately walked over and knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, please mourn. The dead cannot be resurrected. The Ninth Prince died for his country."

"Yes, Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. What we have to do now is to avenge the prince. Only in this way can he and the princess rest in peace."

"Your Majesty, your health is important. Please do not be too sad. The Ninth Prince is still waiting for you to take revenge."

…

These ministers are all Wen Chenxuan's followers.

The reason why Wen Chenxuan acted so grief-stricken was just to deceive the historian.

Let them remember the painful expression on their faces at this moment.

He didn't want to leave any trace of him harming his brothers or misbehaving with the emperor a hundred years later.

"You are right. I must cheer up. I will never let those thieves go. I must avenge my brother... They died so tragically that there is not even a trace of their bodies. I can't believe this is true..."

In front of all the princes and ministers, he didn't care about his face at all, and cried again on the spot, looking extremely sad.

If someone didn't know the truth, they would think he was really heartbroken.

Little did he know that behind his back, where no one else could see, he was shaking with excitement!

Wen Jingchi's followers remained silent.

How could they not understand Wen Chenxuan's character? He was happier than anyone else that Wen Jingchi had died, and it was impossible for him to shed a single tear.

Pretending to be so painful and aggrieved at this moment is just an act for others to see.

So these ministers were completely indifferent.

After acting for a while, Wen Chenxuan wiped away his tears.

"Since the Ninth Prince and his princess have died heroically, I think it would be better to build a cenotaph for them and bury them formally with the highest royal etiquette. What do you think, my dear ministers?"

Wen Chenxuan clenched his fingers, feeling a little nervous.

As long as Wen Jingchi is announced to be dead, even if he is alive, he can be assassinated blatantly.

Upon hearing this, Lord Wang, who was in the lead, was the first to stand up.

"Your Majesty, this is inappropriate. The Ninth Prince is not an ordinary person. How could he die so easily? We cannot make a hasty conclusion before seeing his body. What if he comes back to life?"

Lord Bai also followed suit. They were all Wen Jingchi's trusted subordinates.

"Your Majesty, I also think that it is impossible for the prince to die easily with the princess. Moreover, there is a turbulent river below the cliff. Ordinary people may not be able to escape, but the ninth prince is the best swimmer in our country. He cannot die."

"Your Majesty, I suggest that you continue to look for the prince. Only in this way can you live up to our ancestors. If you insist on giving up, how can you stop the people from talking?"