Chapter 427

After a few days, no half of the festival has been completely over.

The thick snow on the ground has long gone, and now there are young green growing slowly.

The people in the city do not know the confrontation between the old and the new forces. They only know the peace that has lasted for a long time. They even think that this matter has long passed.

The streets began to become lively. Although there was no voice of children, there were already pedestrians in a hurry.

Once powerful people didn't know what Ling Tianwang had been silent for so long. They just thought that the other party was afraid of rebellion, and even planned to do something about it.

But before their plan was formed, great news came from outside, which completely shattered their dream.

"The emperor died?" Those dignitaries unconsciously repeated this news, and their eyes were at a loss.

They couldn't believe the news, and their surprise made them forget the current situation.

"Why? How could it be? " They are in their own house, turning back and forth again and again, asking in a low voice again and again, but in no case can they get any answer.

With the cooperation of Ling Tianwang, Zhou's father's plan is particularly smooth this time, so smooth that no one even realizes that he is the ultimate murderer.

In a hurry back to the house of Zhou, Zhou's father's beating heart slowly calmed down.

Ignoring the puzzled eyes of the people nearby, he sat on the chair and looked at his hands.

Before long, Zhou Ruoyan, who had been listening to the news, came in a hurry.

She looked at the intact sitting on the chair of Zhou Fu, uncontrollably slowly vomit a bad breath, tight for many days of heartstrings finally relaxed.

Slowly approaching each other, Zhou ruo'an asked in a low voice, "father, is this thing over?"

All of a sudden, Zhou's father was startled to hear other voices nearby.

He raised his head fiercely, his face turned pale, but his eyes turned red, and he looked very strange.

Scared by his look, Zhou Ruoyan's upper and lower teeth constantly collide with each other, making a clear sound.

"Father?" Clenching his teeth, Zhou Ruoyan forced himself to take another step forward and asked, "what's the matter with you? It's me

At this time, Zhou's father slowly recovered.

Slowly spit out a bad breath, Zhou's father slowly closed his eyes, some weak low voice asked, "how can you come here?"

Zhou ruo'an looked at him and raised his heart again.

"Father," she asked, not answering, "is this over? Do you need to worry about it? He will also Will it kill you? "

Zhou's father looked up at her with a complicated look.

"You're a little keen on these things," Zhou said with emotion. "It's over. I'll leave with you."

Hearing this, the corners of Zhou Ruoyan's mouth couldn't be controlled and raised, and the gray in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

"Great," she repeated, her eyes soft and wet, almost to tears.

No one knows their discussions in this house, and no one knows when they left.

When those once powerful ministers finally recovered from the news of the emperor's death, everything was settled.

Under the sign of Ling Tianwang, the emperor's death is put on the name of accident.

The ministers were a little unconvinced in their hearts, and even refused to admit such reasons, but they could only show off their ability in words.

"Just don't know how the third prince is now?" Someone asked.

This sentence immediately reminds those people of the only Miao left by the royal family of the former dynasty. They look at Ling Tianwang with the same action, and their eyes are warm to the strange point.

Even under this kind of vision, Ling Tianwang is also at ease, but thinking about the person they care about, he can't help being speechless.

After a long silence, Ling Tianwang sighed and said, "Song Ci has no worries about his life, but See for yourself. "

Speaking of this, he clapped his hands and his eyes were complicated.

Those people didn't know what moth he had hidden in it. Originally, the excitement caused by hearing that he had no worries about his life gradually disappeared, leaving only the worry about Song Ci.

With all the people's attention, the sound of people's feet becomes particularly clear when they walk.

They subconsciously turned to see the direction of the sound, heart gradually raised up, do not know what kind of picture they are about to see.

This atmosphere reached the highest at the last moment. People unconsciously held their breath, as if they were afraid that they might disturb each other accidentally."I, I'm afraid, I don't want to come here!" The familiar voice came slowly and fell into everyone's ears.

Ling Tianwang had known the truth for a long time, and there was no unexpected emotion for such a voice, but for those ministers who were ignorant of everything, such a voice and such a tone made them unable to recover for a long time.

Because this familiar voice belongs to Song Ci, but this tone belongs to three-year-old children, or younger children.

They are not stupid people. They have a guess in their mind, but they can't accept the answer.

"Maybe it's just an accident," someone murmured unconsciously. He kept repeating this sentence. He didn't know whether he wanted to comfort himself or leave his final confidence.

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer, until the familiar figure of Song Ci appears in front of them.

The other party was dressed as usual, but the ministers were acutely aware that his eyes had changed.

Once upon a time, Song Ci had many calculations in mind. Even if he stole a gentle shell, his eyes were often foggy.

But now, Nanpei looked at them straightforwardly, his eyes were black and white, at the same time, he was curious and explored.

The fact is right in front of them, and there is no longer any possibility that they don't believe it.

"The third prince?" Someone looked at Song Ci and asked tentatively.

Unfortunately, although Song Ci heard the voice and looked at the past, he didn't feel that the other party was calling himself.

He looked at each other curiously. After looking at each other for a long time, they pointed to themselves with a blank backhand and asked, "you've been looking at me. Are you calling me?"

The man's face stiffened and his lips trembled.