Chapter 1005: Kill his true murderer

Chapter 1005 is the real murderer
"On the legs of His Royal Highness, his body was burned by thunder, but he did not hurt the veins, bones, and rested in general time, and he could get out of bed. As for the cheeks, it was scratched by the thunder. The doctor has been the Prince Edward. Using the best wound medicine, after a period of time, you can recover!" South Korea said low.
"That's good!" Qin Yu was relieved: although the current Mobei Palace has only one emperor, his father is still young. If he can't inherit the throne, the father will definitely be acquainted. After the birth of the prince, even if the harem can not produce a prince, the father can also choose the appropriate heir from the clan, this situation is not what he wants to see...
After waking up, he didn't know his specific injury. He was most worried that he would be physically disabled and his face was ruined. Fortunately, he was not thin, and he was not trapped in such a tragic situation. He only suffered a heavier injury to his father. After the hundred years, he can still inherit the throne...
Qin Yu’s mood was loose, and the haze of the whole body dissipated a lot in a moment. Looking up to see South Korea:
Would you ever go to the sleeping hall of this palace?

South Korea nodded: "I have been there!" When he learned that the Prince had an accident, he hurried into the palace. The Prince was seriously injured. The doctors jointly consulted. He stood outside the new dormitory and could not help. He went to the old dormitory to check.
Qin Hao's gaze is micro-coagulation: "What can I find?" After waking up, he always worried that he would be physically disabled and ruined, but he did not go to entangle the Thunder. Now think about it, his bedroom is located in Donggong. The best position, he lived for more than ten years, thunder hit more than the last time, but he has been safe, how suddenly a little thunder, it broke into In the temple, he was seriously injured, and things were not quite right...
South Korea’s cockroach shook his head:
There is nothing special to discover!
The thunder and sorrow of the Prince also smashed the ground of the Prince’s Temple. The palace ladies, eunuchs, and guards were eager to save the Prince. No one cares about the Prince. After the temple was rescued, the thunder was rescued. The scene of the Thunder was also destroyed. He could not find a clue. However, "I will put the Prince's bed in front and behind, inside and outside, up and down, up and down. After careful inspection, I found that on the roof of the Prince’s Hall, I seem to have let go of something..."
Qin Hao glanced at him: "What?"
South Korea shook his head: "I don't know the specifics. When I arrived at the roof of the temple, I had nothing on it. But the eaves on the left side of the hall were hit by a small piece..." The pieces are very new, obviously It was just after the collision, so it can be inferred that some people put things on the roof of the Prince’s Hall. In order to prevent people from being discovered, they took things away when they were in the East Palace.
"Oh, the palace was thundered, and it was designed by people." Qin said in a word, the chill in the scorpion, the South Korea 舅 did not doubt, if the people of Qin dynasty are here, Qin 昊焱 will Do not hesitate to tear that life.
"Zhao Zhengyi, must be the ghost he made." Qin said with a gnashing of his teeth, and the scorpion raging in the scorpion, it seems that Zhao Zhengyi was swallowed.
South Korea squatted for a moment, low: "It is possible." His Royal Highness sent more than a dozen palace squads to assassinate Zhao Zhengyi. Until now, the assassins have not returned. It is obvious that they have died in Zhao. I am in my hand!
(End of this chapter)