How humble and despicable it is to support the prince's soul.

In order to protect Ling Luoyu, he and his son had no choice but to agree to carry the coffin and carry the flags, but Feng Zaitang had no need to humiliate himself like this and insist on embarrassing the two of them.

Feng Zaitang waved his hands: "I am an old man with a humble body and a humble voice, so I can't help you with anything... I can only help you share the weight on your shoulders!"

He squeezed to Ling Bufan's side and lifted the lever on his shoulders.

Ling Bufan felt very warm in his heart: "Why are you doing this?"

"Ling Bufan, we have always had a friendly relationship between gentlemen... It's not easy to still be a gentleman after living to our age... Just let me be a gentleman again!"

Although Feng Chenglin didn't understand what was going on, he understood what he was going to do.

He squeezed to Ling Yunxi's side and carried the white flag for him.

"Second uncle, let me help you!"

Ling Yunxi's eyes were deep: "Fat man, do you know that by doing this, you and your grandfather are provoking the emperor's anger!"

Feng Chenglin gasped: "I know! But Third Young Master told me that as a man, you should do what a man should do! I also want to be a man like him! Dare to act and bloody! Besides, I want to be a man like him!

... Third Young Master is my brother! His family is my family... If he is not here, I have to do some things for him!"

Feng Zaitang had an official position, so Fang Cheng didn't dare to offend him, so he could only drop harsh information on Xiao Tongzhou.

"King Dingjiang, look at this... isn't Feng Zaitang going against you?!"

Xiao Tongzhou chuckled disapprovingly: "The prince's death has something to do with Ling Luoyu! The emperor can't get Ling Luoyu, so he can only use Ling Bufan and Ling Yunxi to take the blame! Letting them support the spirit is just the beginning of the punishment... Feng Zaitang wants to

Let him wade through this muddy water..."

When you defeat a Ling Bufan, it would be the best to bring Feng Feng with you.

While they were talking, many people among the officials came out one after another and joined the procession of carrying the coffin.

They walked silently around Ling Bufan.

The emperor was so contemptuous of the Ling family father and son. They dared not speak out in anger, so they could only silently protest in this way.

No matter what kind of mistakes Ling Bufan and Ling Yunxi made, it was not their turn to support the prince, a useless loser.

The Ling family's contribution to the country is worth any fault.

Fang Cheng's face changed drastically: "King Dingjiang, look at what they... are trying to do?"

Xiao Tongzhou's smile became even more sinister and sinister: "This is what the emperor is most afraid of... The influence of the Ling family in the court is too great! What they do will only make the emperor more determined to get rid of the Ling family!"

Do it, do it until the emperor can't bear it anymore and give the order, then blood will flow like a river.

"call out……"

A loud arrow shot sharply into the sky.

Everyone's footsteps stopped abruptly.

"There is an assassin..." Xiao Yong's voice came in panic.

At the end of the street, he ran away like a lost dog.

The gray armor was in pieces, the clothes were torn and tattered, and the body was covered in scars and dripping with blood.

Looking at him like this, he seemed to be a defeated soldier fleeing in panic from the battlefield. He was extremely embarrassed.

He had just taken two steps when he suddenly fell to the ground and lost his shit.

"Yong'er..."

Xiao Tongzhou screamed and rushed towards him in panic.

"What's going on? What's going on? Why are you hurt like this? What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yong coughed and vomited out a mouthful of blood. He was panting and struggling to speak. He raised his hand and pointed behind him.

"Behind...behind..."

On the cold street, Ling Luoyu came bathed in blood.
Chapter completed!