The Korean prince died.
When Ji Wuye saw the corpse of the Korean prince, his fleshy face twitched, his eyes flashed with an uncertain light, and his fists were clenched. It was obvious that his mood was extremely unstable. You must know that the Korean prince But the puppet he has worked hard to cultivate over the years...the future King of South Korea.
He died suddenly, and all of Ji Wuye's investment was naturally in vain. You can imagine how he felt.
"What's going on? Why is the prince dead?"
Ji Wuye looked ugly and looked at Zhao Jia and Honglian. They brought the people back. The death of the Korean prince must have something to do with them, otherwise why only the Korean prince died.
Han Fei said nothing, but glanced at Wei Zhuang with a solemn expression, and then softly comforted Hong Lian.
As for the death of the prince.
Things have already happened, and it would be pointless for him to blame Zhao Jia. On the contrary, it would damage the relationship between the two parties. At least the other party brought Honglian out intact.
Zhao Jia walked up to Ji Wuye, glanced at the lifeless body, and said in a low voice: "Won't the general check the body?"
"..."
Ji Wuye's eyes narrowed and he knelt down to take a look. He instantly noticed the obvious traces of frostbite on the corpse. He suddenly felt a thump in his heart and fell silent.
He knew the temper of the blood-clad Hou Bai Yifei. With his character, he might kill the Korean prince, but this required a reason. If it was not necessary, why would Bai Yifei kill him? Thinking of this, Ji Wuye looked at Zhao Jia again , the look is a little subtle.
Not long ago, Bai Yifei told him that Zhao Jia most likely stole Tianze's antidote in the palace.
Ji Wuye stood up slowly, stared at Zhao Jia with a faint look, and said coldly: "Young Master should have nothing to do with this matter."
"Of course not. I was passing by and accidentally discovered the escaped Princess Honglian and rescued her. Unfortunately, His Highness the Crown Prince..."
Zhao Jia sighed softly, seeming a little regretful.
There are so many loopholes in this sentence that it cannot even withstand scrutiny, but no one present has the idea to go into details because the person is already dead. If the impact continues to expand and involves Zhao Jiayi or Bai Yifei, the consequences may not be what South Korea wants. Yes.
Can South Korea still touch Bai Yifei?
As for causing trouble for Zhao Jia, it is even more nonsense.
Zhao and Qin are no joke.
Ji Wuye looked at Zhao Jia, who was "interested", and immediately took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "Tianze and others, this general will not let them go, and South Korea will not let them go either. This revenge must be avenged." !”
After saying that, he ordered his men to dispose of the body of the Korean prince, and at the same time ordered the army to search the mountain.
The person has been rescued, so there is no need to worry about anything else.
As for the previous plan with Bai Yifei... Tianze has escaped from the trap and jumped out of the chessboard, and the so-called plan has become a complete joke.
He strode away.
Han Fei took a step forward and thanked Zhao Jia: "Thank you for your help this time, sir!"
He didn't care how the Korean prince died. In contrast, it was more meaningful to thank Zhao Jia for his help. If Zhao Jia was willing to cooperate with Liusha, that would be better.
"It should."
Zhao Jia looked at Honglian and chuckled.
Honglian curled her lips, seeming to have regained some of her previous arrogant character, and snorted softly: "I won't thank you."
There is a saying.
You can always be a child when your loved ones are around.
This seems to be the case for Honglian. For her, Han Fei, her brother, is her support.
"Guren, don't mess around!"
Han Fei frowned and scolded him dissatisfiedly.
"I'm not messing around, brother!"
Honglian made a face at Han Fei, as proud as a blooming little red flower, as if the suffering did not wither her, but made her mature.
Zhao Jia said softly: "Now that the matter is over, I will go back first."
He didn't want to get involved in what was going to happen next. As for whether Tianze could escape the pursuit of Bai Yifei and others, it would depend on Ye Mu's ability.
Now there is no pull from Yan Lingji.
Tianze and others are obviously unable to cooperate with the people in Liusha, and the final outcome is unpredictable.
He wanted to watch a show and prepare for his return to Qin. He had been in South Korea for almost a month, and it was obvious that he couldn't stay here forever. He had already done what he needed to do, and he just had to wait for things to happen. Fermentation.
Honglian blinked her eyes and watched Zhao Jia leave, feeling a little sad for a moment. For some reason, she felt quite safe staying with Zhao Jia.
But she quickly shook her head and threw the thought out of her head.
She glared at Han Fei angrily and asked dissatisfiedly: "Brother, why didn't you come to save me? Do you know how those guys bullied me? They actually threw me into a cave full of poisonous snakes. If it weren't for the little Hong’s mother saved me…”
"Who is Xiaohong?"
…
Zhao Jia, who got on the carriage, asked Jing Salamander: "How do you feel? Are you sure you can kill him?"
"His internal energy with the extreme cold attribute is very troublesome. It is difficult to kill him in a head-on fight unless he attacks secretly."
Jingli's eyes flashed slightly, recalling the previous fight, and gave an evaluation. With her strength, suppressing Bai Yifei is not a problem, but it is limited to suppression. It is a bit difficult to kill Bai Yifei, especially Bai Yifei is also good at two-handed swords. swordsman.
Of course, this has something to do with Jing Salamander's profession. She was born as an assassin, and her best skill has always been assassination, rather than facing the enemy head-on.
"Then don't worry about him for now. In fact, I don't want to kill him~"
Zhao Jia said softly.
He also needs Bai Yifei to kill Tianze, so that he can naturally take over Tianze's 'legacy'.
Jingyu remained silent, but she did not feel aggrieved. She sat beside Zhao Jia quietly and elegantly, like a ray of moonlight, as cool as a moonlight.
. . . . . . . .
Zhao Jia obviously underestimated the commotion caused by the death of the deposed prince.
This night.
The entire Korean capital of Xinzheng was shocked by the death of the prince.
No matter how useless the other party was, he was still the crown prince of a country and the future king of South Korea, and he died so mysteriously!
This matter is like throwing a stone into the calm water, causing countless splashes in an instant.
Han Wangan also got the news soon. He walked directly to the gate of the palace in a thin nightgown. When he saw the purple-green and lifeless prince, his eyes suddenly darkened and he swayed a few times. If not With Hu Meiren supporting her beside her, she might have fallen straight down at this moment.
His pupils shrank, and he looked at the prince who had turned into a corpse in disbelief. His raised hand kept shaking, as if hoping that the prince would get up.
No matter what, the other person is his eldest son after all. Although he has many shortcomings, he is still his child.
But now when a child is lost in old age, the white-haired man gives it to the black-haired man.
How could he accept it.
Han Wangan suddenly pushed away Hu Meiren beside him, the flesh on his face trembled, glared at Ji Wuye and Han Fei, and roared angrily: "I want you to save the prince, are you going to give me this result?!"
It's not like he doesn't know that there is someone behind Tianze's special arrangement. He, Wangan Han, is indeed incompetent, but he is not stupid.
How could he endure what he had done now?
"Father, forgive me!"
"Your Majesty, forgive me!"
…
Following Han Wangan's anger, everyone on the field knelt down instantly. Everyone could see that Han Wangan was really angry to the extreme this time. Even Ji Wuye did not dare to tease Han Wangan at this moment. After all, the opponent was from South Korea. king.
No matter how mediocre and incompetent Han Wangan has been in recent years, he is still the king of a country and is related to the vassal states.
In this aspect alone, Ji Wuye cannot compare to him.
The king is the king.
A minister is a minister.
Han Wangan stared at Ji Wuye with cold eyes, "Excuse me? The prince was kidnapped in the palace, and now he is brutally killed. Until now, not even an assassin has been caught. Is this the explanation you gave me?!"
He is a little angry and has an unspeakable uneasiness.
Even the prince was in trouble.
Is it possible that after a while, even he, the great king of South Korea, will be in danger?
Ji Wuye lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the general has already investigated the origin of the assassins. The person they led is the red-browed dragon snake who escaped from the abandoned dungeon. This matter is also the general's dereliction of duty." , I never thought that more than ten years later, the red-browed dragon snake would still be alive!"
A flash of fear flashed in Han Wangan's eyes. Thinking of the killings and turmoil, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Red-browed Dragon Snake? He's not dead yet?!"
If there were just some worries and speculations before, now everything has been confirmed, and those terrifying memories in my mind naturally resurfaced.
It took countless people to die before the turmoil calmed down.
Ji Wuye continued: "The general also didn't expect that after so many years, he could still summon his subordinates to take revenge on South Korea!"
Han Wangan's face was completely gloomy at this moment. He stared at Ji Wuye and said slowly: "I want them dead at all costs. General, do you understand what I mean?!"
"Understood, the Bloody Marquis has already taken action himself. I think it won't take long for the results to come out."
Ji Wuye bowed his head and responded.
He knew that Han Wangan's mood at this moment had reached the spiritual level and was not suitable for further stimulation, so he moved out the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei to comfort him. After all, for Han Wangan, he, the Korean general, was completely inferior to Bai Yifei. The former was a foreign minister after all, while the latter was Hereditary Marquis of Korea.
"It better be so!"
Han Wangan waved his hands violently and left without looking back. It was obvious that he did not want to stay here and look at the body of his eldest son. The anger in his heart also turned into fear at this moment.
The fear that the Red-browed Dragon Snake once brought to him cannot be explained clearly in just a few sentences.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a psychological shadow.
Hu Meiren glanced at everyone present and followed Han Wangan silently. However, she silently memorized the word "Red Eyebrow Dragon Snake". As for who the other party was, she didn't know much, because when the other party made trouble, she Still a little girl.
As Han Wangan left, the atmosphere on the court did not change at all.
Ji Wuye glanced sideways at Han Fei, who was silent. He was a little surprised that the other party did not bite the bloody Hou Bai Yifei, because the cause of death of the Korean prince seemed to have something to do with him. If the other party told the truth at this moment, it might cause trouble to Bai Yifei. A minor annoyance.
But Han Fei was a little surprised by his knowledge.
If the other party had been so aware early on, perhaps this drama would not have happened now.
He didn't say anything, turned around and strode away. As for the body of the Korean prince, it was naturally handed over to Han Fei and others for disposal. He also needed to assist Bai Yifei in arresting Tianze and others.
Now that things have reached this stage, the only way to calm Han Wangan's anger and fear is to hand over Tianze's head.
The cold wind at night is bleak.
Han Fei stood beside the Korean prince, looking at his eldest brother who had turned into a corpse, and remained silent.
At this moment, after receiving the news, the fourth young master Han Yu, who had arrived late, walked to Han Fei's side, looked at the body, was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Old Jiu, do you know who did it?"
Although he had murderous intentions before and wanted to take this opportunity to kill the Korean prince and pave the way for his future, he had not yet done so, and Han Qiancheng had not succeeded.
Now the crown prince of South Korea is dead.
Han Yu felt inexplicably relieved. If possible, he wouldn't want to kill his eldest brother, but after all, there can only be one prince.
If the eldest brother takes the position of the king of South Korea, then South Korea really has no future.
"I know or don't know. This matter is a bit strange, and there are too many people involved. I dare not speak nonsense."
Han Fei pondered for a while and whispered.
Blood-clad Hou Bai Yifei, Zhao Jia, Tianze...the forces represented by these people are too complicated. If they are not left alone, it may cause a major earthquake in South Korea. Today, South Korea can no longer withstand any storms. What South Korea needs is stability. .
"Lao Jiu, you have matured..."
Han Yu glanced at Han Fei in surprise, then smiled with relief and said softly.
Han Fei smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "The situation forces us to do so."
If possible, he would also like to pursue the truth and severely punish the murderer, but the reality makes him have to bow his head. At least at this stage, he must bow his head before he can plan anything else.
Han Yu looked at the prince's body, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said slowly: "Lao Jiu, I don't want to be your enemy, not now, nor in the future."
His goal has never changed. Among his brothers and sisters, he also admires Han Fei more. If Han Fei can remain the same as before and continue to study at Xiaoshengxian Manor, the two sides may never be hostile, but Today, everything has changed.
From the day Han Fei returned home, everything changed.
He also wants to be a good younger brother and older brother, but South Korea doesn't allow it. He is the son of South Korea!
"...Fourth brother, I don't want to compete with you for anything."
Han Fei stared at the corpse and said softly.
At this moment, there were only two of them left beside the corpse. Perhaps they were moved by the scene, and both of them expressed their thoughts directly.
Han Yu smiled and responded, "I believe you."
But compared to the gentle smile on his face, his eyes were extremely cold, because it was useless to believe...
(End of chapter)
