The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

Zhao Tong and Zhao Rui cried even more sadly, yelling, there was really no place to vent their anger, and as soon as they entered the palace, they went straight to the mourning hall.

"Grandfather, oh, oh, oh..."

Zhao Rui screamed like a pig, knelt down on the ground, hugged the corner of the coffin, and knocked on the corner of the coffin with his head desperately.

Bang bang bang!

The forehead was knocked down again and again, causing the whole coffin to shake slightly.

It's too spicy!

He can't stand it!

A group of civil and military ministers who were crying but had no tears were all taken aback.

This man cried so sadly!

No, he's going to smash the first emperor's coffin into pieces!

"Your Highness, Your Highness is in mourning."

A group of people panicked and rushed to pull Zhao Rui.

But this side just went to pull Zhao Rui, and Zhao Tong on the other side also yelled, with snot on his face and red eyes, he rushed to the side of the coffin, hugging another corner of the coffin and smashing it desperately.

"Woooooooo..."

His mouth was swollen from the heat, like two big sausages, he kept bumping into the coffin, trying to divert the pain.

A group of civil servants were shocked, and hurried to pull Zhao Tong again.

They were shocked.

This little Highness's lips are actually swollen!

How sad is this?

When they thought that they were crying and had no tears, the faces of these civil servants couldn't hold back immediately. Some of them bit their tongues and burst into tears; The fist was hammered towards his crotch, and the hammer suddenly screamed in pain, and tears burst into tears.

"The late emperor!"

"I can't do it anymore, woo woo woo..."

The few people who had hammered their crotches rolled all over the ground in pain, like rolling gourds.

"Grandfather!"

After being pulled away, Zhao Tong and Zhao Rui yelled again and knocked their foreheads to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

The hard marble floor was shattered by their foreheads one after another, stone chips flying, mixed with tears, flying everywhere.

The magic skills of the two turtle shells were indeed not in vain, and it finally came in handy at this time.

A group of civil and military officials were even more surprised. Seeing this scene, they wailed even more terribly.

Chen Xuan stood on the side of the hall, looking at Zhao Tong and Zhao Rui, the corners of his mouth twitched.

These two are simply superb!

They are not afraid to cry the old emperor back to life!

The second prince and the seventh prince looked shocked, and looked at Zhao Tong and Zhao Rui. They didn't expect the old master's son to be so upbeat.

On this occasion, she cried so hysterically.

Suddenly, an awl appeared in the second prince's hand. He glanced at the eldest son next to him, his eyes became ruthless, and he stabbed the awl on the eldest son's ass.

"Ow..."

The second prince's eldest son whimpered, jumped up from the ground in an instant, clutched his buttocks, and danced back and forth, tears streaming down his face.

"Grandfather!"

The eldest son yelled miserably while jumping.

Chen Xuan looked at the second prince with surprise in his eyes.

The second prince hastily put the hammer back into his sleeve.

"Can you still play like this?"

Chen Xuan was surprised.

At this time, the Seventh Prince scratched his head anxiously. He was a little younger and had no heirs. Now he could only cry on his own. He suddenly howled and slammed into a pillar on one side.

"Father, I'm here to find you!"

More miserable, he asked himself that he has never been weaker than anyone!

A group of civil and military ministers were shocked, rushed over and quickly held down the Seventh Prince.

"Seventh Prince's condolences!"

"The Seventh Prince can't commit suicide!"

"Woooooo, don't stop me, let me die, I'm going to find my father, woooooo... don't stop me!"

The Seventh Prince howled without tears.

Chen Xuan shook his head again and again.

This acting is not good!

I don't know how many times worse than the eldest prince and the second prince, and he didn't even shed a tear.

When he shook his head again and again, his eyes suddenly moved, and he was keenly aware of several eyes falling on him, and his eyes immediately swept over.

On the other side of the hall, not far behind the Seventh Prince, a group of men in black robes clasped their hands, their eyes were cold, and they looked at him coldly.

Chen Xuan also looked at the past, frowning slightly.

Great master!

Could it be that these are the powerhouses of the Black Tiger Clan?

Chen Xuan thought for a while, then suddenly took a step and walked towards the men in black robes.