"Your Highness!!!"
A shrill cry rang out.
Floating on the lake on the shore was the body of the third prince.
The people are gone.
The Martial Lord of the Splitting Cloud Sect who was sent to find the third prince did not expect that he would actually see the death of a prince. Whose handiwork could it be?
He pinched his palms calmly and tried not to think about that name.
The guards went over and fished it out. The man was already dead and could no longer die.
"Send someone to investigate immediately! We must find the murderer of His Highness!"
The housekeeper was holding the body of the third prince, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.
The guards who were yelled at by him also quickly began to search the surroundings, while the others sent the housekeeper and the third prince back to the house.
A prince died, and his death was unknown. This matter could not be concealed.
There was thunder outside.
After finding the person, Wu Zun went back and informed Mu Hu Rong of the incident. None of them spoke.
They were not sure if Lu Feng did this, but he was highly suspected.
Looking at the lightning flashing outside, even Mu Hurong, an elder of the sect, was a little flustered. He walked out with the sword in his hand.
"We'll leave the city now before the rain stops."
Emperor Wu probably doesn't know yet, and he won't be stopped by the guards at the city gate if he goes out at this moment.
No one else had any objection to this and followed Mu Hurong silently.
The owner of the inn saw several people coming down and quickly dissuaded them:
"It's raining so heavily outside. You might as well wait a little longer. There's no rush."
Not urgent?
No, they are really anxious.
"The account has been settled. Let's take our leave."
Just saying this, several people disappeared into the rain.
Lu Feng had already returned to the Hou Mansion. Fortunately, he had tidied himself up before his father came to find him.
The big braised elbow on the table, paired with a few glasses of wine, is simply not too comfortable.
The sound of the rain at this moment was particularly pleasant to the ears. Lu Feng was chewing on his elbow. It was rare for his father to eat with him.
In the past, Dad had a lot of things to do, so he wouldn't always come to him.
"Dad, do you have something to tell me? Is there someone in the court who is giving you a hard time?"
Lu Feng's mouth was full of oil and he didn't look polite at all.
On the other hand, Lu Qingtian seemed to be a rough man, and he was a bit polite when eating. He threw the bones on the ground.
He put down his chopsticks.
"Your dad and I have nothing to do today, can't we come over?"
"Hehehe, of course."
"Tell me what you did today. Did you practice swordsmanship according to the swordsmanship in Lingshui Sword Book?"
Lu Qingtian doesn't like swords, but that doesn't mean he can't see the power of Lingshui swordsmanship. He approves of his own son practicing this style.
Picking up a glass of wine, Lu Qingtian was drinking it when he heard Lu Feng say:
"I did something today. I threw the third prince into the river."
"Pfft! Cough cough cough..."
Before the glass of wine entered his stomach, Lu Qingtian spurted it out.
He stared at Lu Feng, wondering if he had just drank wine with his elbow. The more he drank, the more confused he became.
"You threw the third prince into the river? Where is he now?"
Lu Qingtian knew when Lu Feng went out. He didn't see the guest at that time, so he subconsciously thought that he went with Lu Feng.
If the prince comes to cause trouble, it seems that the outcome will not be too good according to Yun She's temperament.
In the end, Lu Feng replied calmly:
"Drown."
Drowned?
Can you repeat it to me? !
A prince died, drowned by his own son.
Lu Qingtian didn't know how many times his heart was in his throat because of his son.
Unable to hold it back, Lu Qingtian skillfully pulled out the whip coiled around his waist.
Speaking of which, if it weren't for Lu Feng, how could a grown man wear a whip on his body? It's all to make it easier for his son!
"Did you see that bench? Get on it!"
If he dares to kill the prince today, he will dare to kill the prince tomorrow. In two days, he will dare to think about the emperor on the throne.
This traitor!
Lu Feng's eyes were innocent, but he didn't move his butt in a daze, and he opened his mouth to defend himself.
"No, dad, if the third prince hadn't pointed out that he wanted to kill me, I wouldn't have wanted to drown him. Also, dad said he didn't mind. Dad, don't worry about his son."
"Then the third prince came to you directly and said he wanted to kill you?"
Lu Qingtian put away his whip and looked at Lu Feng.
If this is the case, then the third prince indeed deserves to die.
Look, his father is also very good at changing his face.
Lu Feng silently complained in his heart, and then nodded honestly.
"No one knew when he came to me, and no one would think it was me if he died. The body might have been discovered by now."
"... My son has done a good job. Where is the place where the body was dumped? There are a few people in the Hou Mansion who are good at handling these traces. I will let them go and take a look."
Seeing the whip being coiled back around his waist little by little, Lu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
But after hearing what he said, I felt that the business of the guards of the Hou Mansion was a bit extensive? Will this happen too?
"Don't worry dad, there won't be any traces left."
"Come on, come on, I'll give you some elbows."
Lu Qingtian was very satisfied with this method. As for the third prince's matter, as long as no one has evidence to prove that his son did it, it is all nonsense.
After all, the ones who died were not among the few.
…
Clang.
The second prince stood up in shock and moved the stool with him, causing it to fall to the ground.
"What did you say? Third brother is dead?"
He hadn't talked much with the other party since the last time. He thought someone from the Splitting Cloud Sect would take care of him, but it turned out that the Splitting Cloud Sect no longer wanted this disciple.
And now, news of his good third brother's death came.
"Reporting to Your Highness, the third prince is determined to have died by drowning."
"Everyone who saw it said that the third prince's belly was slightly bulging, his body was soaked in water, and his face looked like he was drowning. It's unmistakable."
Who could have done this?
The second prince held one hand on the edge of the table and began to think.
The person was not found in the Prince's Mansion, but by the river.
The Split Cloud Sect must have given notice today when they said they were leaving. They had no reason to take action. The source of the Split Cloud Sect abandoning their third brother was the Hou Mansion, Lu Feng.
It was his third brother who went to find trouble with Lu Feng and ended up where he was now.
Can't go wrong.
"Your Highness is scared?"
The counselor also thought of this, and could not help but feel palpitations.
The second prince slowly turned his head to look at his advisor, stepped forward and grabbed his collar, looking directly into his eyes.
"How can I not be afraid? He actually dares to kill the prince, and I am a prince too!"
In this regard, there is no difference between them.
If Lu Feng wanted to kill him in the future, he would not wait for him to find her, but would come directly to her!
"Your Highness, please be at peace. The Second Prince's Mansion is heavily guarded, unlike other princes."
"I have an idea. I wonder if Your Highness could listen to me?"
Cold sweat broke out on the counselor's back. He had already understood that if the young prince was allowed to stay in the capital, he or the second prince might not know who would die first.
The second prince waved the others down and sat down again.
"explain."
"Your Highness, do you still remember that there is still a Lu family army remaining on the border of our country?"
