Emperor Wei's voice gradually weakened, he seemed to have a lot to say, and seemed to know that he couldn't say it anymore, he tried his best to exhale a breath, leaning his back against the fence, at this time the sunlight had clearly illuminated the entire Seven Treasure Pagoda, his golden cloak was golden and dazzling in the light, Murong Zihua stood in front of him with a pale face, looking at this person who was on the verge of death, this person he had hated for more than twenty years and had been going to kill, at this moment he didn't even have the pleasure of revenge, he only felt that there was a hot coal-fired fire in his throat, which burned him so much, but he couldn't shout。

"Son, remember! The country is for you! The Wen royal family is the only one, you have to be the master of this world, don't live up to the world, don't live up to yourself!" Emperor Wei suddenly raised a hand high, and the golden cloak also danced with the wind, and the black and white striped tiger skin kept turning out and rolling up, making a whirring sound. At this time, Emperor Wei suddenly grinned, there was black blood between his teeth and chin, and even the front of his bright yellow shirt was soaked, such a smile was so terrifying and terrifying, even Murong Zihua, who was standing in front of him, instantly had the idea of fleeing!

"You!" Murong Zihua couldn't help but reach out and hold Emperor Wei, who was about to fall forward because of the arrow, "You ......"

What should he say? Are you dead? Are you finally dead? Are you damned? Murong Zihua's mind was in chaos, he couldn't say a word at the moment, he even looked at the sides a little blankly—there was nothing, the empty seventh-story tower, the so-called high place, it turned out that only the cold sunlight was sinking, only the terrible wind was whistling, and only this piece of chaotic air with the smell of blood and strange medicine was everywhere.

"Zhang, Zhang Changyan is really a loyal minister, I let him ambush in the forest, and when I saw someone in a golden robe raise his hand, he shot him, and he really did it word for word...... Son, such a loyal minister, my father will not leave it to you, just let him go with his father......" Emperor Wei laughed, but the laughter was very vague, as if the sound was stuck in his throat and mixed with viscous blood, and then more and faster poured out of his mouth.

Murong Zihua only felt that there seemed to be some deep meaning in these words, but he really didn't understand it, his palms were greasy and cold, so he had to shake Emperor Wei violently: "What do you say, what do you say!"

Emperor Wei was still smiling so weirdly, he tried to reach out and touch Murong Zihua's face, but when he saw that his hand was also stained with blood, he gave up and muttered, "Your life history will be written in the edict...... And Zhang, Zhang Changyan is an assassin, the one who wants to murder me, he, he tried to shoot me, you come to save me, save me...... However, I have been killed by an arrow, and you are my eldest son, and I will pass it on to you......"

Murong Zihua gradually understood that this Qibao Building and this cloak were all designed by him in advance, and he calculated that his limit was approaching, so he designed Zhang Changyan and designed himself, just to create such an illusion, in order to give the future Emperor Wei a tainted background, and to give Murong Zihua an innocent appearance.

"Remember, remember! Be a king, be a real emperor! Extinguish love! Extinguish love!" Suddenly, Emperor Wei seemed to use all his strength to push Murong Zihua away, and then turned over and climbed onto the railing, without a trace of pause and hesitation, he jumped down.

The blue sky was cloudless, and the wind blew through every strand of hair, every inch of skin, and every breath of air was cold and desperate, Murong Zihua shouted no, no, but what did he want? He just rushed to the railing, desperately outstretched his hands, unable to grasp anything, his body leaning out, his slender arms reaching so far, and yet he could not grasp anything. He stopped blankly, looked at the bright yellow shining for a while, twice, and then there was a distant and heavy sound, bang-Murong Zihua didn't dare to look at it, he fell to his knees in a daze, and the imperial physician behind him kowtowed his head heavily, and every time he bowed his head with a voice: "Your Majesty."

Shin Tae-young...... Who are you calling?"

"You. ”

Due to the sudden death of Emperor Wei, the entire Changqing Palace and the Wei court were in chaos, Yang Guifei cried when she learned the news, and once cried and fainted several times; the prince was going down the steps, and after hearing the news, he fell down the steps, but the hall was already in chaos, waiting for the master to come to the idea, and finally Wen Ziwu was carried to the Zijin Palace, and a group of panicked courtiers were considered to have the backbone.

"The imperial physician ordered the purple gold life card to come back, saying that the emperor had an edict to announce, so that we all waited here. But at this time, shouldn't you welcome the emperor's Zigong back first, and do it in advance......

"I heard that the emperor was shot by the traitor Zhang Changyan with an arrow, and then fell from the Seven Treasure Pagoda, and now all the people in that Zhang's mansion have been taken into the heavenly prison - I really can't imagine that it is him, His Majesty also ordered him to arrest the assassin in the palace before, and now it seems that eighty percent of the assassin's affairs have nothing to do with him!"

"Now that the emperor has died suddenly, and the war in the country is still unsettled, if the dense forest takes advantage of this to make trouble again, how can this be good!"

When everyone was discussing, Wen Ziwu, who couldn't walk, was carefully supported by the palace people, limping in, everyone saw that his eyes were red and pale, he had always been neat and meticulous, but at the moment he also had messy hair, everyone knew that he had always been a very filial prince, and now his father died suddenly, presumably it was a big blow, and no one was embarrassed to speak first for a while, everyone retreated to both sides and stood up as in the past, but they couldn't help exchanging uneasy looks with each other in private.

"You are all the pillars of the court of the Great Wei Dynasty, the ministers of the humerus, and now the father and the emperor were killed and died suddenly, although the traitor who killed him has been destroyed, and his whole family has been imprisoned, but the emperor's Zigong is still in the Hot Spring Palace, and many major events have not yet been done one by one, and I hope you ......" Wen Ziwu barely said a few words, and the eunuch's hurried and shrill voice came from outside the hall: "Your Majesty's edict has arrived——"

Hedu, which had been sunny for many days, began to snow heavily from this day, and the moment Yao Jin, Aunt Zong, and the big shopkeeper drove out of the gate of Hedu with a light and sturdy carriage, the low and distant bells rang one after another behind them.