Outside the door came Minghui's voice.

Eagerness was full of anxiety, like a basin of cold water, which extinguished all Chu Yu's enthusiasm.

The two quickly separated, each straightened their clothes, and Yu Shu signaled Chu Yu to open the door.

"Minghui, what's going on?"

Before Minghui entered the door, he handed a letter to Chu Yu, and then ran directly to Yu Shu.

"Madam, something is wrong, Your Majesty has died!"

Zhao Ling is gone!

Yu Shu stood up from the stool at once, his whole head buzzed, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses and confirm to Minghui.

"Is the message accurate?"

Minghui nodded with tears in his eyes, "It's true, my young lady and the prince have already received the news, and the news in my hand was also sent by the young lady through the special contact information between our twelve sisters, as quickly as possible." ”

"What else? Is there any other news, such as whether there is a will to summon King Qi back to Beijing in the capital, and whether the prince can be determined before His Majesty dies, and when the prince will succeed to the throne. ”

In fact, when he asked this sentence, Yu Shu was already very clear in his heart.

Regardless of whether Zhao Ling was established before his death or not, after he died, Zhao Shu was far away in the sky, and the future emperor must only be Zhao Yong.

Because Zhao Shu had too few contacts available in the capital, there was no way to stop Zhao Yong and Qin Shou from secretly manipulating all this.

"Yes, along with the news of His Majesty's death, there was also an edict issued in the name of the Crown Prince, summoning the prince to return to Beijing to guard filial piety for His Majesty. In addition, there is also news that on the twenty-eighth of next month, the crown prince Zhao Yong will ascend the throne and become the new emperor. ”

Chu Yu's eyes sank, and the letter in his hand crumpled into a ball.

It's time to come, and Zhao Yong is going to sit in that position justifiably after all.

Where should his master, Qi King Zhao Shu, go?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn around slowly and looked at Yu Shu with a guilty face.

"Shu'er, I'm sorry, our plan is estimated to be delayed, at this time, I have to go back to Qishan Mansion."

Yu Shu sighed and shook his head at him.

What can be done about this?

It can only be said that Providence is like this, maybe their children are not yet the time to come.

"Let's go, I'll go with you, the top priority is to help King Qi deal with this difficulty. Other things, it's not too late to think about it when the dust settles, if you can't pass this level, even if you have it, we can't protect it. ”

From the moment she stepped on the road to Qishan Mansion, their fate had been tied to Qiwang Mansion.

At this time, they have no choice but to move forward.

As he spoke, Yu Shu stood up, endured his physical discomfort, strode to the wardrobe, took out a set of black men's clothes, and went around the screen to change into it.

When she came out again, she was already a handsome son.

"Without further ado, let's go."

After speaking, Chu Yu had already walked out of the door one step ahead, and Chu Yu stood behind, obviously looking at her walking posture was still a little weird.

The corners of his lips pursed, and after turning around and explaining Minghui, he strode forward, scooped Yu Shu up from the ground, and ran out of the house with him.

When he needs understanding and support the most, she is so righteous, without the delicate and lovely of ordinary women, without the gentleness and thoughtfulness of ordinary women, what is it?

She has done far more than staying at home to shh him for warmth, what is he not satisfied with?