Chapter 499 The day is about to change, it's so cold!
Song Quan and Master Song Qiyuan looked at each other.
They all saw the deep suspicion and vigilance in each other's eyes.
Song Quan took a deep breath: "Then... were you seen by the little princess?"
Han Zheng lowered his head: "I have never been able to do it, the princess has not noticed it."
Song Quan narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Then what did you see the monk doing? What's going on without the wind for so long?"
Han Zheng rolled his throat twice.
"I was a little far away. I couldn't see clearly. I just saw the people around the emperor coming and going back and forth, and the candlelights were burning in the hall all night, as if discussing things."
So, did these monks arouse suspicion?
Why is the emperor not circulating the wind?
Song Quan thought for a moment, and put on a polite smirk on his face. He reached out to pull Han Zheng: "Thank you for your hard work tonight, Yuan'er, take him to find a doctor in the mansion to treat the wound on his leg well.
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He gave Song Qiyuan a look.
The latter understands.
"Yes, please don't worry, dad."
Song Qiyuan's face was tense and he walked out.
Han Zheng thanked Song Quan for his grace and staggered and followed him out.
In the middle of the night, the drizzle fell, bringing the coldness of early autumn.
The back door of the Song Mansion suddenly opened, and a chariot covered with straw mat was pushed by several servants and squeaked out.
"Young Master has explained, where do you want to drag this person?"
"Mass burial, where else can it be!"
"Oh, that place? I'm very scared. This man is dead again, won't he be haunted, right?"
"Look at what you said, why did you scare yourself?"
"You didn't see it just now. When the young master took advantage of the man's inattention, he cut down on the back of his neck with a knife. A cold light flashed, and the blade broke directly!
Later, he struggled so hard that the young master asked five or six of us to press him, and then he killed him! If it wasn't a weird place, what would that cold light be?"
Another servant was also a little scared when he heard this: "Stop talking about this, hurry up and finish what the young master told us so that we can come back to sleep. It's going to change this day, it's so cold!"
The cart was pressing through the puddles.
A pale hand slid out from under the straw mat, and blood dripped down the fingertips.
Gu Nuoer's magic power can only protect him from harm once.
However, in the face of those evil people who deliberately want his life, Han Zheng's fate can be imagined.
In this world, there are always people who die, seemingly silent.
In fact, God sees it all.
Those who do evil will bring themselves into a shocking burial.
Song Qiyuan wiped the blood from his face and changed into another piece of clothing.
I just went to the study to find Song Quan.
"Dad, Han Zheng has already solved it, but his son doesn't understand. Since he has not been discovered, why should he silence him?"
Song Quan leaned against the chair, and the old god squinted his eyes on the ground.
"You are still young and not cautious enough. Don't forget that the emperor and the little princess are adult spirits and villain spirits. Han Zheng thought he was not discovered, what if?
We cannot bear the risk at all, let alone Han Zheng has completed the task, and it is enough to find out that the monks were not suspected by the emperor. So, it is useless to keep him!"
Song Qiyuan nodded, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Dad, this time, if you can send Gu Nuoer away directly, you can relieve half of my hatred!
If I could take her life with my own hands, I would be able to avenge my elder sister!”
Song Quan laughed: "No hurry, we have time to use the emperor's favor for the princess to put the princess to death! Let's wait and see."