Princess Against the World

Jiang Mu from the back cut a palm on his back knee: "You kid is looking for death?!"

When the prince died, the emperor was in anger.

If this grandson is so innocent, maybe he will be arrested and buried.

"boom!"

Feng Chenglin knelt down heavily.

It was this pain in his knee that made him completely awake and jumped up suddenly.

"Great Lord, Second Commander Ling..."

Fatty Feng's voice was very sharp and piercing in the wailing.

Baiguan stopped crying one after another, and looked up.

In front of the prince's coffin, there were two people who led the way and carried the coffin, which was very dazzling.

Ling Bufan.

Lingyunxi.

Among the sixty coffin carriers, Ling Bufan was the first to bear the brunt.

Before the coffin, Ling Yunxi was sitting on a wheelchair with a white banner on his shoulders, being pushed by an eunuch.

Everyone was dumbfounded, wondering what this was actually doing.

Even if it is the coffin of the prince, whether it is carrying the coffin or leading the way, it is the most humble little eunuch.

Ling Bufan and Ling Yunxi, one is a brave grandfather, the other is a general who was killed by the blood formation, how could they lead the way for the prince? !

"This……"

Feng Zaitang was the first to react and quickly climbed up and rushed up.

"Duke, second commander, what are you doing?"

"Stop!" Fang Cheng took a step and stepped out of the hundreds of officials: "Master Zaifu, this is the crown prince's coffin...you can't help but be presumptuous!"

My grandfather was scorned by the little crouch, so where is Feng Fatty?

He stared up uncomfortably: "I'm your Fang Cheng, when my grandfather speaks, is it your turn to be presumptuous?"

"Don't make a noise!" Xiao Tongzhou stepped out, his face gloomy: "No one is allowed to make a loud noise before the prince's coffin."

Feng Chenglin wanted to say something, but Feng Zaitang grabbed his wrist.

He is an old fox, and he has seen the clues.

With Fang Cheng's humble identity, how dare to challenge him with Zaifu.

When he did this, there must be someone behind him.

And this person must be the emperor.

Only with the emperor's promise, Fang Cheng dare to be so unscrupulous.

He looked at Ling Bufan and Ling Yunxi, tears looming in his old eyes.

"The Great Duke..."

Fang Cheng Yinyin glanced at Ling Bufan: "Master Zaifu, what are you doing? Brother Bufan and Second Commander Ling think that the prince has no queen, so they want to give the prince a helping hand!"

Although Feng Chenglin understood that Grandpa was suggesting himself, but he didn't know what he was suggesting to himself, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Fuling...to the end? Isn't that what the younger generation did? Let's talk about it... The Great Duke and the Second Commander..."

They are not an ancestor, so let's go to the end! !

The wind roared suddenly in the hall: "Shut up! Where is this place, why is it your turn for a little thing to say five and six drinks? Go back!"

When he said this, his eyes were sharp and squinted at Fang Cheng.

The fool heard it all, he was pointing at Sang Shuhuai.

Of course Fang Cheng heard it, but Feng Zaitang seemed to be scolding Feng Fatty. He was not good at answering the conversation, so he could only sullen himself.

Xiao Tongzhou bowed his head insidiously, lowering his voice: "Cousin, the prince will enter the underground palace at three noon. It will be bad if the hour is missed... Let's still..."

Feng Zaitang suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him, and walked towards Ling Bufan tremblingly: "You all come back! I, this old bone, will accompany the Great Duke and Ling Ershuai to send the prince off!"

Ling Bufan had been standing there blankly, and couldn't help but trembled: "The wind is in the hall!"