The Seven Queens of the Divine Doctor

Chapter 82 Prince Fu Yuanyang

King Hao is dead, but her marriage still exists, she wants to see if Ji Dongming really wants her to marry a dead man!
If Ji Dongming is gaining power like this, don't blame her for preparing a big gift for him.

The news of King Hao's sudden death in the palace spread throughout Shengjing in just a few hours, as if he had grown wings.

While the empress in the palace was crying out of breath on the surface, but she was relieved in her heart.

This idiot is finally dead, otherwise, King Yihao's temper might cause even bigger troubles.

However, King Hao is the son of the Holy Majesty after all, even if he didn't come out of her stomach, he is still a prince.

Although King Hao is a fool, but he is a noble, he is a prince, but suddenly died suddenly in the palace, this is not going to happen.

The sage Fu Aotian immediately decreed that Prince Fu Yuanyang go to King Hao's mansion to find out the cause of King Hao's death.

The prince went to King Hao's mansion, and he also took the criminal officer with him.

At the mention of the criminal officer for an autopsy on King Hao, the report came out accordingly.

"His Royal Highness, the cause of Prince Hao's death was a severed heart. The lower officials can conclude that Prince Hao was a master of martial arts, and one move was fatal."

"Martial arts master?"

Prince Fu Yuanyang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately began to think about it.

If this master of martial arts can be used by him, then he can also have one more useful pawn.

While the crown prince was still thinking about the problem, the internal servant trotted up to him, "Your Highness, Lord Chang'an is here."

Only then did the prince come back to life, and he hurriedly ordered, "Please hurry up!"

An Xuan was dressed in a python robe. Although he was only 13 years old, his height was already as high as 1.7 meters.

There is something indescribably attractive about the sinister face.

As soon as An Xuan appeared, the Crown Prince Fu Yuanyang looked at him, naturally with that ambiguous and lecherous look, wishing he could pull An Xuan onto the bed and have a good time.

However, Prince Fu Yuanyang only has a lustful heart but no lustful guts.

Because, he knew very well that An Xuan was the imperial father's minion.

He could only please An Xuan, not offend him.

Otherwise, once An Xuan blows the pillow wind in front of his father, he will never be able to go around!
An Xuan glanced at the prince, feeling disdainful, but still saluted on the face, "I have seen His Royal Highness, the prince is a thousand years old!"

"Eunuch An please get up!"

Prince Fu Yuanyang stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help An Xuan get up.

Of course, when he helped An Xuan to get up, he blatantly touched An Xuan's weak and boneless little hand.

An Xuan lowered his eyes, and secretly decided that one day, sooner or later, he would personally chop off the prince's hands!
Dare to eat his tofu, it is courting death!
An Xuan straightened his expression, smiled slightly at Prince Fu Yuanyang, and withdrew his hand without any trace, "His Royal Highness, the Holy Lord sent a slave to King Hao's mansion to understand the situation. I wonder if the cause of King Hao's death can be found out?"

"Just now, the criminal officer said that Brother San Huang's heart was broken, and he was killed by a single move by a martial arts master."

As soon as King Hao's death was mentioned, Prince Fu Yuanyang stopped holding An Xuan's hand.

"Martial arts master?"

"Yes, I guess, did the Third Emperor offend the people in Jiang Hu?"

An Xuan knew well that King Hao's death was the work of his sister.

But he didn't reveal anything on his face, "Since there is no way to pursue this matter, according to His Highness's wishes, how should we deal with it?"

"I intend to report the truth to my father."

An Xuan shook his head beside him, "Your Highness's move is inappropriate."

"What's wrong?"

Prince Fu Yuanyang understood that An Xuan was his father's confidant, seeing that what he said was inappropriate, he hurriedly asked for advice.

(End of this chapter)