Is this dead, dead and blind?

Jiang Zebei curled the corners of his lips and smiled mockingly.

He said word by word: "The emperor died." ”

There was a smile in his voice, but it made people inexplicably feel cold.

Yu Shijie, Zhu Ziyue, Chen Qishan, Bai Yin, and Han Liqing all put their eyes on Jiang Zebei who was standing in front of the dragon couch.

The latter slowly turned around under the gaze of these men.

He looked at the people in the huge dormitory, and finally set his eyes on Han Liqing.

"The minister has a leg disease and can't salute, so I ask the emperor to forgive me."

Jiang Zebeifeng's words were light, but he recognized Han Liqing's identity, and he would be the future emperor of Xiliang Kingdom.

Han Liqing looked at this young man with a gentle smile and an indifferent light in his eyes, and for a while, his heart was chaotic and indescribable.

Maybe he couldn't see through this man too much.

"Ministers see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live—"

Bai Yin took the lead in kneeling, and Han Liqing bowed his head to court.

As early as when he went to the palace to deliver the holy decree, he knew that their future status would be that of a monarch and a minister.

I have thought a lot, but I never thought that they would be kings and ministers.

"Ministers see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live—"

"Ministers see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live—"

"Ministers see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live—"

Yu Shijie, Zhu Ziyue, Chen Qishan, including the Dongchang guards, all knelt on the ground to congratulate the new emperor.

Only Jiang Zebei, Xuanwu, and the Jiang family's secret guards were standing on the scene.

Han Liqing enjoyed everyone's kneeling, and felt very useful in his heart.

As the grandson of the prince, he naturally thought about that position.

However, it was once just a delusion, he knew that he didn't have this strength, he didn't have strong power, and he couldn't compete with the Tong family.

Now I have what I want, but the pressure of the burden in my heart is higher than the joy.

Jiang Zebei looked at Han Liqing confused, but quickly solemn and determined, he arched his hands, "Your Majesty, the minister is unwell, go back to the house first." ”

Han Liqing's mind was pulled back, he looked at Jiang Zebei and nodded, "Okay." ”

The latter smiled at him, took Xuanwu with him, and left with many secret guards.

Before leaving, he left Zhu Ziyue and Chen Qishan with a reassuring look.

Han Liqing watched Jiang Zebei's back and couldn't retract his gaze for a long time, until the other party disappeared, he was still staring at the door of the dormitory.

Yu Shijie, Chen Qishan, Zhu Ziyue, Bai Yin and others are still kneeling.

They looked at the new emperor who didn't know where their thoughts were drifting, and their eyes were full of helplessness.

Bai Yin glanced at the few people kneeling together, and he lowered his eyes and took the initiative to speak: "Your Majesty, it's time to sound the death knell." ”

When the emperor dies, the death knell must be sounded and let the people of the world know.

Listening to the familiar voice, Han Liqing turned his head.

His erratic eyes stared at Bai Yin who was kneeling on the ground.

He wanted to say, Bai Yin, don't kneel when you get up.

However, he soon swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Now they have different identities, and although they are still friends, they can no longer be as casual as before.

"Get up."

Han Liqing pressed his eyebrows, thinking of the next series of matters, he had a headache.

Especially the cumbersomeness of the national funeral, he has a headache.

For the man who died, his father, he had no feelings at all.

As early as when Han Shi'an bullied him, the man only reprimanded Han Shi'an softly not far away, telling him not to get hurt and not to meet a minion.

Now that the other party is dead, he has no sadness at all.