Wei Wuji stood outside the door, his legs seemed to be stuck on the floor, and he couldn't move at all.

Those few steps made him feel as far away as the end of the world.

Just as Wei Wuji was stunned, a thick voice came from the hall.

"Come in here!"

This was the voice of Wei Hou, which made Wei Wuji tighten and thoughts arise in his mind.

But in the end, he took a step and slowly walked into the hall after the eunuch helped lift the curtain.

The first impression the hall gave Wei Wuji was that it was big, followed by depth.

Although he was only more than ten meters away from the Marquis of Wei, Wei Wuji clearly felt that the distance between him and Marquis of Wei was as far away as heaven and earth.

After staying for a while, Wei Wuji suddenly woke up, and then smiled in his heart. This was not the distance between father and son.

This is the distance between the king and the minister, this is the distance between heaven and earth...

"My... Wei Wuji, pay homage to you!" Kneeling on both knees, Wei Wuji bowed deeply again and knocked his head on the floor of the hall.

"Get up!" The voice of Wei Hou on the throne became deeper and deeper, pressing against Wei Wuji's head like a mountain.

He stood up with difficulty, and Wei Wuji stood with his hands down without saying a word.

The hall suddenly became calm again. Wei Wuji didn't know what Marquis Wei was doing, and Wei Hou didn't know what his son was thinking.

After a long time, Wei Hou said, "You all retreat!"

"Yes..." The eunuchs in the hall bowed together, their eyes full of relief.

As fewer people in the hall were, Wei Wuji became more and more nervous. He didn't know what he was going to face.

In this summer, although it was almost dark, the warm current in the air still made people feel hot, and Wei Wuji felt that his back and forth were soaked.

"I heard... you were assassin?"

The first sentence of Wei Hou's speech made Wei Wuji shocked. How did he know?

But when I think of the existence of Fengyingji, I feel that everything can be explained.

"It's just a few thieves!" Wei Wuji replied softly. He still reserved it without knowing the intention of Marquis Wei.

Unexpectedly, Wei Hou said, "You are not covered up. I already know the attack more than 20 days ago!"

As Wei Hou said so clearly, Wei Wuji naturally had no need to hide it.

But he was not perverted about this. He wanted to see what Wei Hou meant, so he chose to remain silent.

After staring at Wei Wuji for a long time, Wei Hou sighed, "I have ordered the Zongzheng Mansion to make up for the loss."

Wei Wuji still stood there without saying a word.

The Marquis of Wei continued, "In addition, you have raised your guards to sixty."

Wei Wuji bowed down to express his gratitude, and then there was no movement.

But he didn't move, and the Marquis of Wei above stopped talking, and the situation became stalemate again.

"You have nothing to say?" After a while, Wei Hou asked.

If a person is assassinated and almost dies, it would be abnormal if he has nothing to say in his heart and is very calm.

Wei Wuji struggled hard. He wanted to say too much, but he didn't know how to speak.

After plucking up the courage, Wei Wuji raised his head toward the Wei Hou, who was above, said, "Will your father find out the envoy behind the scenes?"

Wei Wuji's question is undoubtedly redundant or even wrong. Because of this indirect proof, he does not believe in his father.

"What do you mean?" Wei Hou's mood did not fluctuate, as if he was asking very ordinary things.

"My son is just asking. If the father thinks things are difficult, he is willing to share his worries for his father." Wei Wuji raised his head again, showing the firmness on his face.

He was nervous just now, but as soon as he said that, he took the initiative.

From the words "What do you mean by this?" Wei Wuji could guess that his father was definitely not going to investigate strictly.

This also further shows that Wei Wuji's original guess was correct, and the envoy behind the scenes was likely to be within this palace wall and above the Huatai.

"Madam Wei..." Wei Wuji said hatefully in his heart. He was furious at this woman he had never met.

"You want to share my worries?" Wei Hou repeated Wei Wuji's words, looking very tired.

The palace affairs were so secretive that even the Marquis of Wei were unwilling to really make it so clearly.

This time, Wei Hou asked Wei Wuji to come over, which was to warn him not to act rashly. Unexpectedly, Wei Wuji expressed his intention to investigate the truth.

"I know... Now that you are growing up, you know a lot of things and have your own ideas..." Wei Hou's voice was low, and his face was full of fatigue but not like a king.

Wei Wuji was confused. He didn't know what Wei Hou said these words and what he wanted to express.

Wei Hou's words continued, "You will feel very wronged after being assassinated. I know, but..."

"I hope you put the overall situation first... don't say anything about this matter anymore." Having said this, the eyes of Wei Hou looking at Wei Wuji were filled with lust.

This made Wei Wuji understand that Wei Hou's words were not joking, but that he really wanted to do that himself.

Wei Wuji suddenly felt it was ridiculous. Is this really his biological father? His son was assassinated. It would be fine if he didn't find out the real murderer, but he had to let himself, the victim, swallow the bitter fruit.

"Why?" Wei Wuji let out a low roar. Even if he was a ruthless person, he would ask clearly.

"Haha...Why?" Wei Hou sneered, his eyes were haunted by fatigue again.

Wei Wuji looked up calmly, and he was about to get an answer.

"You already know in your heart who is the mastermind behind the scenes, but I can't let you get involved!" Wei Hou said in a deep voice.

He had learned before that the reason why Wei Wuji did not hold Wu'an's order was to wait for him to come back and then reveal the matter.

"Why?" Wei Wuji said this again, and he could not accept such a treatment.

"Once you do that, it will inevitably cause an uproar and cause turmoil in the government and the country..." Wei Hou spoke a little fast and seemed very excited.

Regarding Wei Wuji's statement, Wei Wuji did not say anything. He did not agree that the matter would be so serious. Even if that was the case, it would not be a reason for his grievance.

"Does my father think that this is the case if the child is humiliated?" Wei Wuji took a step forward and roared his own roar.

In the main hall, the distance between father and son, who were up and down, was widened a long distance.

"Then do you think it is your personal honor and disgrace important, or is the hundreds of years of foundation of the Great Wei Dynasty important?" Wei Hou slapped the table and roared angrily.

But he felt very uncomfortable. Looking at the young face below, he seemed to see his unwillingness more than ten years ago.

"If the child is not that important, the father will let his son hit him and make him bleeding. Why do you need to call me over and say this?" Wei Wuji was also passionate and no longer cared about the etiquette of the king and his subjects.

"You are arrogant..." Wei Hou slapped the table again and stood up.

But Wei Wuji's stubborn eyes touched the soft part in his heart again, which was so similar to her temper.

Facing the furious Wei Hou Lei Ting, Wei Wuji did not give in. He stood up straight and looked at the figure on the high ground with his head raised.
Chapter completed!