But after flipping through it, he found nothing at all. He only knew a little about the music, and the music score was very difficult. With his ability, he couldn't even understand it, let alone see the clues contained in it.
Already.
"Han'er, do you know what's so special about this music score?" The emperor couldn't help but ask, his mind already occupied by the music score, Blood Moon Flute, and Nine Heavenly Beads.
"Father, son and ministers cannot be seen."
Feng Qinghan said with a smile.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll gather people to study this music score. Han'er, it's okay. You can go back first." With the music score, there is no need for Feng Qinghan. If Feng Qinghan can see it, he will keep Feng Qinghan with him.
Research, but Feng Qinghan can't see it, so handing over the music score is of no use.
Wei Huan was angry, but he endured it. Now was not the time to get angry.
"Father, have you got some clues about the prince's affairs?" During this period, the emperor was busy tracking down the music score and the Blood Moon Flute. He didn't pay attention to the prince's affairs at all. It had to be chilling. No matter what, he was still his son.
Ah, how can you leave someone alone after they die?
No matter how miserable the prince is, even if several of his brothers have a grudge against the prince, the father is always the father. As a father, can he just ignore it?
"I have already asked someone to investigate, and the truth will be revealed soon. Don't worry, well... if you are anxious, just go and investigate yourself." The emperor was obviously distracted, and his heart fell into the music score.
Feng Qinghan and Wei Nuan left. When they were on the carriage, Feng Qinghan didn't say a word, obviously he was not in a good mood.
Wei Nuan understood his mood. She sat quietly and did not speak. After discussing it, they decided to hand over the music score. With more people, strength, the emperor asked the emperor to find someone to study it. Maybe he could really study it. As for this music score,
They had already made two excerpts, and the one sent out was actually a copy, while the original was in Wei Nuan's hands.
"Han, although I had issues with the prince, but now that he is dead, I won't say anything about him. He will be poisoned. I think it is related to Wen Weiling. Do you want to go find her to check?" I don't know.
What's going on with Wen Weiling now? Maybe it's even worse.
If you want to know who poisoned you, you should go to the Prince's Mansion to investigate, but after so long, I don't know if there are any clues.
However, when Wei Nuan was about to say something else, Feng Qinghan suddenly turned around and hugged her, hugging her a little too hard. Wei Nuan was startled for a moment and then immediately realized, "You can't use your shoulders, the wound will open!"
But Feng Qinghan didn't let go, he just hugged Wei Nuan hard, Wei Nuan's hair fell on the tip of his nose, and he moved.
"Fei'er, is there no one who can accompany you to the end? Will you always leave first?" Some are gone physically, some are gone souls, some are never really around, but when they go
, I will still be sad, scared, uneasy, and miss you.
The slightly warm peripheral vision fell on Feng Qinghan's shoulder. The white clothes were already dyed red and were still seeping out. He must have deliberately made her feel uncomfortable.
"The person who truly loves you will always be by your side, because she lives in your heart. As long as you still think about her, she will always be there. In fact, it is not just that others cannot accompany you to the end.
, you can't accompany others to the end, right? Life, old age, illness and death, human relationships are warm and cold, maybe she goes first, maybe you go first."