King Murong Fusu of Fujian, Xue Yu, three o'clock on May 20.

It was a cloudy day with a breeze. In the morning, Concubine Zhen also happily took a fan of Xingong to the King of Min to enjoy, the two sat on the couch and said with a smile for a while, until Chu Ling came in and got angry, Concubine Zhen reluctantly got up and retreated, and said that she would come to visit the king again in the afternoon, and she would set a certain time to go to Chi Island Palace to escape the summer. Murong Jing even went to Nanyan Tower to summon Yang Ying and Long Wan, and the three of them went to Tianzhang Courtyard together, seeing that King Min had a ruddy face, he wanted to say a few more words, but he had no choice but to have an attitude of wanting to bombard, so he kowtowed at the door and asked for peace, so he left with peace of mind.

When everyone thinks that King Min's body is getting better day by day, the new prince is also diligent, as if everything is getting better and better. No one noticed it, but Chu Ling's eyes were getting thicker and thicker, the dark green was getting heavier and heavier under his eyes, and there were fewer and fewer words every day.

"Fusu, the deadline is approaching. ”

"I know. ”

"Maybe it's today, maybe it's tomorrow, maybe it's the next moment. ”

"I know. ”

"I ...... I'm so sorry. ”

"No, Chu Ling, thank you. Murong Fusu showed a calm smile, "Thank you for bothering these days, thank you for hiding the truth from them for me, thank you for helping me ask Lord Yan for these days, this is the best time of my life - thank you, my best friend in this life." ”

Chu Ling choked silently, he looked at the birds and flowers outside the window, and only felt that his heart was barren and there was no grass. Back then, he couldn't save the love of his heart, and now he can't save his best friend in this life, he has been obsessed with medicine all his life, but seeing that the most important two people were healed by him but couldn't save them, he said dejectedly: "What is the use of studying medicine in my life......"

"It's useless for me to be the king of the Murong family in this life," Murong Fusu looked at him and said lightly: "After I die, I still have to bother you to look at Zhen Ji, and when her mood is stable, you can travel the world again." ”

"Don't worry, her son's great cause has not been accomplished, and she will not seek death. ”

"No, Chu Ling...... She's not as ruthless as you think, she's really good, very good......" Murong Fusu's face slowly appeared with a look like a dream, "In my life, if I haven't met her, it will really be in vain." ”

"It's just when you meet her that you will-" Chu Ling wanted to stop talking, thinking that Fusu was about to be over, and he didn't want to say anything more to make him sad, and finally sighed, "You can sleep and recuperate, Zhen Ji will come again in a while, if she sees that you are not in good spirits, she will be sad again." ”

"Yes, I'm not afraid of death, but I'm most afraid of seeing Zhen Ji sad. Murong Fusu smiled and closed his eyes and slept peacefully.

He never woke up from this sleep.

No matter how Zhen Ji shouted, how she scolded Chu Ling, how she shouted to God and pray to the Buddha, Murong Fusu never woke up again.

Murong Jing, who hurried back from outside the palace, did not have grief, did not cry that the sky was falling apart, he just stood outside the dormitory, silent and motionless. Yang Ying was crying, and asked him to go in, and after pushing him a few times, he couldn't move, only to find that his eyes were suddenly red, and suddenly, tears crossed his face like a straight line.

"I'm the same as before, fatherless, motherless, alone. It seemed to be a simple sentence, but it made Yang Ying feel distressed, she grabbed the corner of Murong Jing's clothes, just shook her head incessantly, and kept saying, "No, no." ”

Murong Jing finally glanced at her sideways, gently pushed her hand away, walked in with tears on his back face, and embarked on his fateful path.

This day seems to be a day that everyone will never forget. With the news of the death of King Min and the succession of Murong Jing to the throne, many major events have happened in various countries.

Under the long Qingling Mountains of the Northern Wei Dynasty, there were suddenly 50,000 iron horsemen who lived in the south of the Snow Mountain and the king of the jungle north of the Li Dynasty. This war report has not yet been sent to the Changqing Palace, the news that Emperor Wei is suddenly dying first spread out of Hedu, for a time the Wei State was in chaos, and the prince Wen Ziwu, who was less involved in military affairs, was suddenly very busy, and had no choice but to invite Emperor Wei's military talisman, and ordered the Black Cloud Capital, which was still surging in the territory of the Li Dynasty, to return to China as soon as possible to help.

At this moment, the Li Dynasty is even more in danger, the Beiping rebels and the black clouds that were originally divided into three roads have been combined, and the target is directly aimed at the capital of the Li Dynasty, and the Xiguan army that rushed to resist finally stopped the enemy's footsteps in Wulian, which is only three or four cities away from the capital, but Li Huang in the capital was also frightened, and almost wanted to take refuge in the south. The war in the north has just stabilized, and the invasion of the Hu tribe in the west has made Li Huang sleepless all night, although the Hu tribe has occasionally fought in the past, but the twenty-four patriarchs in the clan have always fought fiercely, so although the Hu tribe is strong, it has not been able to become a big climate. Emperor Li thought that since there was already a prince Zheng led the army to recruit in person, and the Xiguan army had 5,000 elite soldiers in the west to respond, there should be a good news back soon, who knew that the twenty-four patriarchs were unified, and the combined troops were handed over to the nine patriarchs who were the most warlike commanders.

The world is in such chaos, and Murong Zihua and Yao Jin, who are stirring up the storm behind their backs, are especially not enough.

Needless to say, Murong Zihua had conditioned Emperor Wei's body for so many days, and finally one day after his last dose of medicine went down, Emperor Wei vomited blood again and again, and then his heart was greatly damaged, and life and death hung by a thread. For a while, the imperial doctors in the Changqing Palace gathered, and he, Hua Zixu, a divine doctor outside the state, had already left Hedu unconsciously, no matter how Wen Ziwu sent people to look for him, there was no trace of him.

On the other hand, Yao Jin, who had been busy in Jiucheng and Yijiang, pretended to actively contact the capital on the surface, and made a posture of a royal princess who was worried about the country and the people, claiming to protect the country, claiming that if the county guards could gather the soldiers of the county guards to go north to Qinwang and save the country from the danger of fire and water, they would definitely be rewarded and reused by His Majesty; in private, he hinted that several county guards who were at odds with the Zhao family, especially jealous of Zhao Sheng, said that if she could obey her wholeheartedly, she could personally ask His Majesty to grant them the official position of the Imperial History of Jiucheng and One River. Turning her face, she arranged for the two Zhao Yu brothers to redeploy the garrison troops of the thirteen counties and counties, and recruited a group of recruits from the people, so that Fu Jiang, the defender of Pucheng County, who was born in the army, could practice diligently in the area of Caiyun City.