"Bang, bang, bang!"

When Yin and Mao intersected, Qin Anwen was awakened by a rapid knock on the door, he sat up suddenly, and listened carefully with his ears pricked.

It wasn't long before I heard the sound of rain outside and the crackling sound of running.

"My lord, someone from the palace ordered you to enter the palace quickly. A moment came the low voice of the butler outside the door.

Qin Anwen sighed heavily in his heart, and the "emperor" screamed silently helplessly.

When he arrived at the palace and was led to Fengming Palace by the palace people, the lights were already as bright as day, and on the ground in the house stood Marshal Wu, the prime minister and the other two important ministers of the court.

Xia Linhai and Yi Feng also stood on both sides, and behind the two of them stood a person, dressed in a green shirt, with a tall and long posture, just looking at the back, he already felt that his temperament was outstanding, but on his face was wearing a silver mask that was the same as that worn by the eagle guards.

Qin Anwen suspected in his heart that that person was the Eagle Guard.

Empress Wu Yan stood beside the half-height incense burner, which was lit with a faint cigarette smoke that added a sense of mystery to the dim room, and Feng He stood in front of Feng Qing with his hands down.

"Your Majesty, Lord Qin is also here. ”

Looking at Qin Anwen who entered the door, Wu Yan said softly, with a little tear on her face.

Qin Anwen hurriedly stepped forward and peeked at Feng Qing through the salute, but saw that his eyes were desolate and sad, just like last time.

"Your Majesty, what do you have to say?"

Wu Yan asked in a low voice.

Feng Qing looked at everyone blankly, and finally stopped at Feng He on the side. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he tried to raise his hand as if he was about to point to the wind river, but he couldn't lift it, but his breath became heavier and heavier.

Feng He stepped forward and hurriedly took Feng Qing's hand, "Father, father." He knelt in front of Feng Qing with a cry.

Feng Qing looked at Feng He, and suddenly there was a gentle smile in his eyes, although the smile was gentle, there was a vague dementia.

Then his eyes closed, and at that moment it was as if a gust of wind had swooped down on Feng Qing's body through the sound of the crowd, raising the curtain around him. The lamps and candles beside the brocade couch suddenly flickered.

"Father!" Wind River's tears gushed out at that moment.

"Your Majesty!" all the ministers shouted in low voices. Wu Yan motioned to the imperial physician on the side to step forward and check Fengqing's pulse, and after a long time, the imperial physician knelt on the ground and said mournfully: "The emperor has died." ”

Suddenly there was chaos in the room, Feng He cried and lay on the ground, and Wu Yan struggled to support the corner of the table with her hands. The ministers also wept silently.

"Xia Linhai. The edict was announced. ”

In a sad voice. It was Wu Yan's calm voice.

Xia Linhai opened the edict handed over by Yun'er on the side and read it out loud: "The emperor's edict is to establish the eldest son of the emperor as the crown prince to inherit the world of the great dragon, and the second prince Fengze will be reduced to a commoner and give a mansion to live in seclusion." ”

Qin Anwen and the prime minister glanced at each other. There is a vague hesitation and helplessness in his eyes.

"All the courtiers are the pillars of the dragon, although the emperor has repeatedly punished the eldest son of the emperor, but the eldest son of the emperor is not a big mistake, and now the emperor has restored the status of the eldest son of the emperor when he is dying, and it can be seen that the emperor loves the eldest son of the emperor in his heart. The situation of the emperor's treatment of the emperor's eldest son must have been seen by all the adults, I don't know what doubts a few adults have?" Wu Yan's voice passed through the low sobs of grief of everyone, with an indescribable majesty.

"Xia Linhai, you have been following the emperor's side, can you see that the edict is the emperor's handwriting?" she asked coldly again, although her eyes were red and swollen at this time, but her expression was only cold and severe.

Xia Linhai bent down and replied respectfully, "It's Your Majesty's handwriting." ”

Old Marshal Wu sighed: "There is no doubt about the ministers. ”

Wu Yan's gaze swept over Qin Anwen and the prime minister again, and the two of them also hurriedly replied: "There is no doubt about the righteousness of the ministers. ”

No one saw the brilliance that flashed across Wu Yan's eyes in an instant.

"In this case, please ask a few adults to arrange it, this country cannot be left without an owner for a day, and the crown prince should ascend the throne as soon as possible, but I am afraid that the country of Ji will take advantage of this new emperor to take over the time and disturb the frontier of the great dragon, so don't announce the death of His Majesty to the world for the time being. ”

"Your Ministers obeyed. ”

Not long after everyone left, a figure suddenly appeared like a shadow next to the dead fake Fengqing, but it was the eagle guard chief in the green shirt.

I saw him glance around the empty and lonely room, quickly stretched out three slender fingers like jade and buckled them on the right vein of the fake Fengqing, stopped for two breaths, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pale green pill the size of a grain of rice and stuffed it into the mouth of the dead fake Fengqing, and then clicked on a few of his acupuncture points, and then he looked at the incense burner beside him, the incense in the incense burner was still an inch, he reached out and pinched the incense, and finally flashed out of the temple door in a flash.

When Wu Yan dealt with all the things, after watching Qin Anwen and the others leave her sight one by one, she let out a long breath, at this moment her inner clothes were all soaked, and the previous tension was only known to herself, but fortunately everything was so seamless.

Suddenly, her chest tightened, and she coughed violently, a stream of blood filled her nose and mouth, and a stream of blood spat out, splashing on the placket of her chest.

At this moment, the palace people beside her were busy with the emperor's affairs, and no one noticed her vomiting blood behind the curtain for a while.

Looking down at the little blood stain on her chest like plum petals, a miserable smile rose at the corner of her mouth.

"Your Majesty, you didn't want to see me before you died, but after you die, I want to follow you, and I can't see you if I don't want to. ”

In the whisper, there were two lines of clear tears and tears at the corners of the mouth.

On this day, the palace was immersed in silent depression, and Marshal Wu closed the four gates of the imperial city.

The people of the imperial capital speculated about the reason for the closure of the imperial city gates.

Qin Anwen and the prime minister wore mourning clothes, stood on the square in front of the main hall, and looked at the busy palace people coming and going, and the two of them frowned slightly as if they were worried.

"What do you think of Lord Taifu?" the prime minister asked in a low voice.

Qin Anwen glanced in the direction of Fengming Palace and shook his head, but he didn't say a word. The last thing you can do in this palace is to talk more. Although he had a lot of questions about the emperor's death, no one could ask.

The morning after the rain is exceptionally fresh and bright, the birds chirp happily, in the palace of the king of Xuan, Yaoling is sitting on the chair under the corridor and looks at a nest of small swallows under the eaves of the corridor, and from time to time she will learn the call of the little swallows to amuse them.

Yueming put his hands behind her and looked at her, the brilliance in his eyes was as gentle and bright as the sun that had just risen.

"You say, what will Wu Yan do with you and me?" Yao Ling, who had been calling Xiaoyanzi for a while, asked Yueming without replying.

"I won't be moving for the time being. Yueming's gaze stayed on Yaoling's back.

"Feng Ze hasn't come back yet, and when Feng Ze comes back, she will deal with Feng Ze with you and me. He said shallowly.

Yao Ling looked back at him, "You always seem to be unpredictable. ”

Yueming indifferently turned her head to look at the distant sky, but did not answer Yaoling's words.

Since he rescued the emperor, Feng Xuan did not allow them to interfere in again, he knew in his heart that his uncle was for him and Yanlong, after all, he was the crown prince of Yanlong, if he interfered in the affairs of the Dalong royal family too much, he would definitely be scrupled by Feng Qing in the future.

Yesterday, his secret sentinel handed him a letter, and Lan Yan was arrested, and he had already expected that Wu Yan and Feng River Dog would jump over the wall and take the throne away before Feng Ze returned.

Today, there are a lot of soldiers outside King Xuan's mansion, and he knows that Wu Yan has succeeded.

He let out a long sigh softly.

Yaoling looked back at him again.

"Why are you sighing?" she asked him.

"Wu Yan and Feng He's fate is on the verge of death. ”

Yaoling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned her head to look at the swallow's nest under the eaves of the porch, "That's their own doing." ”

Yueming seemed to think about something for a moment, and then asked lightly: "If you are Wu Yan, what should you do?"

Suddenly, Yaoling's body shook.

"The tall and majestic palace looks magnificent, but how many young women's dreams and loves are buried under that majesty?"

"If it weren't for the urgency, how could Wu Yan have embarked on that road of no return. The gentle and shallow words hit Yaoling's heart word by word.

Although it was a June day, Yaoling felt a cold wind swishing through her dress and into her heart, and her body trembled slightly.

Yueming looked at her trembling back with pity, and wanted to step forward to help her, but she couldn't help it.

In all this time, he hadn't seen a smile on her face.

knew in her heart that she was extremely kind, although she hated Wu Yan and Feng He's power-seeking behavior, but deep down she also sympathized with Wu Yan's mother and son.

"I know that you sympathize with their mother and son in your heart, but the court is treacherous and changeable, how can you be kind?"

After a brief pause, his voice was faint again: "Your mother is kind, and what should be the result?"

Yaoling's body shook violently again, and the bells on her body also trembled, and suddenly the snow silkworm brocade on her waist was torn off and raised all over the sky, and she floated up with a gust of wind, and disappeared in front of Yueming's eyes in a blink of an eye.

The moon stood there quietly, and her dress did not fluctuate in the slightest. (To be continued......)