Chapter 141: The Emperor Dies
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Everyone was silent, because they all agreed with Xiao Xincheng's statement.
"Send her back!" Xiao Xincheng gently hugged Feng Qingru and handed it to Wang Yu.
"Yes!" After Wang Yu finished speaking, he hugged the unconscious Feng Qingru and left with the red dove.
Tuoba Jun watched Wang Yu leave with Feng Qingru in his arms, and could no longer suppress his heartache, and burst into tears.
"Brother Huang! Don't be sad! It's time for us to get started! Xiao Xincheng persuaded a few words, then turned his head to Bao Wei and said, "Hug Gonggong, go and invite the two tall adults to come in!" ”
"Yes! Rajah! He hurried out of the temple.
Gao Yun and Gao Lu, who had been waiting outside the hall for a long time, walked into the hall slowly, followed by a personable man.
"He's the one who wants to die for me?" Tuoba Jun raised his eyes, glanced at the man, and then asked suspiciously.
"Back to Your Majesty, this person is exactly! He is an old minister, and he was selected from many candidates! Whether it is the size or the outline of the face, it is very similar to the majesty! Gao Yun said confidently.
"Except for this face, it really looks like me!" Tuoba Jun gasped a few more times, and then said forcefully, "What's your name?" ”
"Back to Your Majesty, Weichen Li Yi!" The man replied respectfully.
"Li Yi? Have you heard that I am going to do something to you? Tuoba tested Li Yi's mind.
"Wechen has heard what the prince said!" Li Yi still has an unchanging face and is calm.
"If you regret it now, it's too late! I won't force you! "Tuoba Jun doesn't want to deprive others of innocent lives.
Wechen is willing to do so. I don't regret it! Please rest assured! Li Yi's love suddenly became high, his words were sonorous, and his voice shook the ground.
"Good! Case. So let's get started! Tuoba Jun's face turned pale, and he was half-leaning on the dragon's collapse. He said breathlessly, he couldn't hold it anymore.
"Hug my father-in-law!" Seeing this, Xiao Xincheng hurriedly shouted.
Before he could speak, two beds were erected in the temple.
The bed is not big or small, one person is long, half a person high. The bed was covered with a white mattress. The mattress was covered with a white cloth. Between the two beds, there is a cabinet with a medicine box on it. The box is full of knives. Complete needlework and thread.
Xiao Xincheng and Bao Wei hugged Tuoba Jun and slowly collapsed, and then walked to the high bed.
Tuoba sat on the bed, still panting.
"Give! This is a "hemp boiling powder" made of love flowers, and you won't feel pain when you drink it! Xiao Xincheng handed over a bowl of sake. Then he said solemnly.
Tuoba Jun glanced up at Xiao Xincheng. Then he took the wine and drank it all. He lay down flat, his eyes staring at the empty roof, his mind blank.
What was he waiting for!
Not long after the sake ****, the feeling of crispness began to spread on Tuoba Jun's body. First from head to toe and then all over the body.
Tuoba Jun's mind was groggy, and he only felt that the voice around him was gradually silent, and his limbs were slowly numb. He could no longer open his eyes of the drunken stars. Lost consciousness.
Xiao Xincheng saw that Tuoba Jun had been medicated, so he nodded to Li Yi again.
Li Yi will know. Then he poured a bowl of sake, and then lay on the bed beside him. Before he knew it, he was also unconscious.
Xiao Xincheng saw that the two of them were ready, so he took a deep breath.
He gently picked up a sharp knife, and then slashed it softly, slowly, and carefully across Tuoba Jun's body......
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When Feng Qingru woke up, the sun had gone west. She hurriedly sat up, got out of bed in a panic, and rushed to the Taihua Hall in a hurry.
On a winter evening, the twilight is heavy. The cold day in the dusk sprinkled a wisp of weak afterglow.
The whole palace seems to be both the extinction of life and the rebirth of death.
On the edge of life and death, there are people ~ who did not break free from the call of death in the end.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! ——”
The death knell rings~
The ancient bells echoed throughout the palace and then resounded in the sky.
When Feng Qingru heard the bell, his nose was sour, and his teary eyes were instantly blurry and messy. She burst into tears, but she ran faster.
Before stepping into the hall, Feng Qingru was stunned!
Her face was full of pear blossoms, and she looked sad, and slowly walked forward.
In the hall, the spirit flag, the spirit tent is all over, the Hetian bead curtain hangs the tent, the white silk hairpin flower adorns the top, the cigarette smoke curls, and the cry is not stopped. At first glance, it looks plain white.
In the center of the main hall, the ground was full of people kneeling in the dark. or there are noble imperial relatives, or ministers of the court with humerus, or enchanting concubines in the harem, or young and ignorant innocent children. Men, women, and children, all dressed in linen and filial piety, wept silently.
In front of the people, there is also a high table. On the table, there is a bright and swaying spiritual seat, and the spiritual seat is inscribed with gold characters on a black background, with the inscription "Emperor Wencheng Tuoba Jun's Spirit".
In front of the spiritual throne is an incense burner, on which are inserted three incense sticks that flicker and flicker. There are also two white candles on the left and right of the incense, and the candle flame is dim and bright, and it seems to have a trace of evil spirit. There are also several plates of fresh melons and fruits in front of the candle, which are obviously presented to the deceased to enjoy.
Behind the high table, a hundred flowers bloomed, and a coffin was clustered among the flowers. On both sides of the coffin, two glittering golden dragons swam in the spirit. If the mouth of the dragon hangs over the river, the surrounding fairy clouds rise, and there seems to be a tendency to return to the sky and drive the clouds. On top of the coffin, silk flowers are clustered. Heavy coffin lid,
Half sheet and half closed. Inside the coffin, a handsome man was lying peacefully.
This man is none other than Tuoba Jun!
Feng Qingru held on to the edge of the coffin and cried heartbroken. She cried out miserably, "Brother Jun! Brother Jun! ——”
"Qing'er!" Xiao Xincheng walked out of the kneeling crowd anxiously. He stepped forward and reassured, "Don't be too upset! ”
"Qing'er! Take care of yourself! His Majesty is in the spirit of heaven, and I don't want to see you sad for him like this! Feng Xi also stepped forward to reassure.
"Brother Jun! Why? Why did you leave me? Didn't you promise me that you would protect me for the rest of my life? Why did you leave me so early? Brother Jun! …… Why did you leave me? Feng Qingru called out in despair.
At this moment, Feng Qingru's heart was like ten thousand ants burrowing in, being gnawed by the ant colony inch by inch.
She cried to death, because she had never felt such heartache for the loss of her loved one. This kind of pain is like one's own flesh and blood, which was cut off by Ling Chi one by one, until there were no bones left.
This pain is unforgettable! This kind of pain is hard to imagine! This pain is unforgettable!
Feng Qingru was in pain, she sat on the side of the coffin, leaning on the flowers and flowers, lost her soul and her heart was like ashes.
"Qing'er! ......" Xiao Xincheng leaned down, and the love and pity flashed countless times in his bright eyes. He grabbed Feng Qingru's shoulder, looked at her sluggish and thoughtless appearance, and burst into tears in distress. (To be continued.) )
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