The thing that shocked Master Yan was not the prince, but the Xie family.

The prince has always been tough in handling affairs over the years, and the ministers of the DPRK and China have actually become accustomed to his style of conduct, but this Xie Jia...

Unexpectedly, the bandit was born, and he did things so well. If these cases are done well, they will be praised by thousands of people. If they are not done well... it will make many people scold the bandit for killing innocent people.

After all, it is normal to kill female infants. Under normal circumstances, how can a felony be convicted?

This time, Master Yan didn't make a move again.

The group of people watching from behind did not dare to enter the palace rashly.

This year, they have played the prince several times without success. Nowadays, even Master Yan has flinched. It can be seen that it is not a good time to target the prince.

The prince is about to get married, and his Majesty is happy now. At this juncture, no one will find bad luck.

If you really want to bring down the prince, these trivial things will never happen...

The Minister of Beijing, he was surprisingly quiet, Xie Pinggang was waiting for others to make trouble, but in the end... nothing happened!

It was quite strange in my heart, but the prince didn't respond much, his face was plain, as if he was already prepared in his heart.

"His Royal Highness... there is something... the subordinates don't know whether to talk about it or not." Zhou Weizong looked tangled.

If he said it, then he was the villain behind his back, but if he didn't say it, he didn't think it was appropriate.

"When did you learn this set?" When it is inappropriate to say it? If you don't want to say it, then you shouldn't start with these words. If you start to hesitate, who do you want to suffocate?

Zhou Weizong chuckled: "Yesterday... I went to the Xie family to be a guest, and I just saw it, the Xie family is doing funeral..."

Zhao Xuanjing's face was startled, but also a little suspicious.

"This funeral is different from the others...it's fake. Master Xie seems to have kept people in the coffin to teach his younger brother. It must be said that Xie Ping is dead, and that Miss Xie is also...dead, that one. In the small courtyard, the servants cried and said...Miss, you died so miserably..."

In the last sentence, Zhou Weizong was still squeezing his voice, as if singing an opera.

Zhao Xuanjing's expression was a little weird: "Xie Pinggang's preference is really..."

It's hard to say.

"The subordinate just feels a bit unlucky." Zhou Weizong said honestly.

"What about Miss Xie?" Zhao Xuanjing asked.

"The subordinates didn't see the princess." Zhou Weizong told the truth.

"Then she knows and agrees clearly in her heart. The loneliness and inconvenience of their siblings are inconvenient to mix up, but... how can you not talk to the lonely about such a lively thing? Go and prepare for the second son Funeral ceremony, send it to Xie's family." Zhao Xuanjing thought for a while, but decided to say.

Xie Qiao knows better than anyone if it is bad luck.

So it is not his turn to be passionate and nosy. Since their brother and sister have such an arrangement, it is not good for him to pour cold water, so it is better to join in the fun together.

Zhou Weizong was taken aback for a moment.

After that, I hurried to do it.

He thought that His Highness would feel sorry for the girl?

Unexpectedly, he would have to go crazy with Xie Pinggang, but he couldn't help but listen to what His Highness said, so someone prepared something and secretly sent it to Xie's house.

Xie Pinghuai has been locked up for two days and two nights.

Inside the coffin, there was almost no sound, but occasionally I could hear the sound of nails gripping the wood.

People under the maid are almost crying.

"This coffin has been stopped for long enough. Carry the coffin and bury it! People like this are gone, and you can't do anything!" Xie Pinggang said, then shouted at the family, and carried the coffin from the back door of Xie's house. Carried it out!

There is even funeral music.