The night will eventually pass, and when the sky is white, the door of the palace maid and eunuch who was sleeping in front of the king's bedroom is awake almost at the same time.

"Yawn ......"

Yawning, stretching their waists, stretching their hands and itching, everyone was in a thousand postures, all of them had just woken up, and the next second they opened their eyes one after another, only to think of their own duty in the stunned look at each other.

They all got up and dressed and looked at each other, and when they were about to figure it out, Zhao Fulu took two little eunuchs and walked towards this side with their clothes in their arms, no one dared to show their stuffing, so they quickly stood up, and silently watched Zhao Fulu come to the palace gate, and greeted him with the door: "King, it's time to get up." ”

The hall was silent, and there was no answer.

Zhao Fulu habitually cleared his throat and called again: "King, it's time to get up." ”

The hall was still very quiet, and Zhao Fulu pouted helplessly: "King, the slave is disrespectful, come in and wait for you to wash and change clothes." So saying, he pushed open the door of the temple and entered with two little eunuchs.

"King, there is a court meeting today, you have to ......" Zhao Fulu muttered and brought people to the gum and saw that the curtain was half lifted, and Ma Xisheng was lying on the edge of the gum, half of his body hanging on the ground.

"The King?" The strange sleeping position made Zhao Fulu's face change greatly, and the two little eunuchs behind him hurriedly put down the things in their hands and pounced on Ma Xisheng to turn him over.

When he turned over, he saw that Ma Xi's mouth and nose were foaming at the mouth, and his face was even more pale and bloodless, and he immediately frightened one of the two little eunuchs to kneel directly, and the other trembled and fell down.

"The King?" Zhao Fulu cautiously called softly: "King, wake up?" ”

Ma Xisheng was motionless, and he didn't seem to be breathing.

Seeing this, Zhao Fulu stepped forward and reached out to pat Ma Xisheng's face, but the moment he touched the king's cheek, he felt cold, it was lifeless cold, and after he was stunned, he stretched out his trembling hand to Ma Xisheng's nose.

Three seconds later, Zhao Fulu suddenly withdrew his hand, almost howling: "King! King! Come on, hurry, go and invite Concubine De Niangniang to come, the king of him, he collapsed! ”

A quarter of an hour later, Concubine Yuan Defei, with her hair draped and disheveled, staggered and pale, rushed into Ma Xisheng's dormitory.

Ten seconds later, her mournful cry resounded in the hall: "My son! My son! Come on, pass on the doctor, pass the doctor! ”

Hysterical wails can't save the king's life, but the process is inevitable.

But in half an hour, the people of the entire Tai Hospital gathered in the dormitory, knowing that the king was so out of breath that his body was cold, but he was still diagnosing the pulse of the pulse, the needle of the needle, in short, the so-called rescue, no one dared to say that the king was no longer saved.

Outside the hall, there were eunuchs and palace maids on duty last night, and they were crying all at the moment, and no one could tell what was going on.

Concubine Yuan Defei sat in the hall in despair, staring blankly at Ma Xisheng's corpse.

"You won't die, you won't ......" Suddenly she began to murmur, which made the imperial doctors in the hall sweat profusely, and looked at each other like dead ashes, but no one dared to make a sound.

"How?" Concubine Yuan Defei suddenly stood up: "How is the king?" ”

The doctors all fell prostrate on the ground, silent.

Concubine Yuan De staggered forward, and directly reached out and grabbed a person: "Say, how is the king?" ”

The imperial doctor trembled: "Niangniang, the king ...... Collapsed ......"

Concubine Yuan Defei's body was stunned, and after a few seconds, the person stepped forward and fell in front of all the imperial doctors, and everyone immediately rescued Concubine Yuan De.

The eunuchs and palace maids outside the hall cried even more fiercely, and the eunuch with tears in his eyes stood under the corridor some distance away, he looked around, and after making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he sneaked away and went straight to a remote corner of the palace, busy reporting to Zhao Fuchun.

"What?" Zhao Fuchun put down the bucket in his hand and stared at the eunuch: "The king has collapsed?" ”

"Yes, the doctors have declared it."

Zhao Fuchun smiled when he heard this, but then he retracted again: "Quick, quickly sneak out of the palace and inform the left and right envoys." ”

"Yes, godfather."

After the little eunuch left, the smile on Zhao Fuchun's face enlarged, and then he knew what he had to do, and he was busy striding towards the front hall.

What are you going to do? Of course, it's to ring the bell to announce to the world!

He trotted all the way to the bell tower at the palace gate, and shouted at the two guards on duty: "The king is dead, ring the bell quickly!" ”

"What?" The two guards turned white when they heard this, and the older one was clever, and stretched out his hand at Zhao Fuchun: "Where is the funeral book of Jun Bang?" ”

Zhao Fuchun stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his arms, but what he took out was a handful of medicinal powder - he threw it away towards the two of them, and after the two guards rolled their eyes defenselessly and fell, he stepped over the bodies of the two people, climbed the bell tower, and grabbed the bumper wood and hit the bell!

The rapid ringing of the bell of "Dangdangdang ......" made Changsha Mansion panic in the golden light of the morning light, and made the courtiers stunned and surprised, while Peng Ji was sitting in the flower hall of his own courtyard, eating soup cakes unhurriedly, even though his face was very gloomy.

"Who is it?" In the king's bedroom, Concubine Yuan De, who had fainted from grief, had just been rescued when she heard the death knell and immediately howled: "Who is it? Who made you ring the bell? ”

She howled excitedly, and before she could even wait for an answer, the person fainted again—could she not faint? As soon as the death knell rings, this is to announce to the world that the game is over! No matter how happy she is in her heart, she has to make a grief-stricken and powerless appearance, so that her son Ma Xifan can follow the edict and ascend to the throne!

The death knell continued, the courtiers were panicked, the people were panicked, Yao Yanzhang, who was woken up, sat on the bed and was stunned for a while, before he seemed to react, hurriedly put on his clothes and pulled his shoes out of the house, and knocked on the door next door - Mu Junwu lived next door to him, but no one answered in the house.

"Wake up!" Yao Yanzhang called softly while lifting his shoes: "The death knell has sounded, something has happened!" ”

But there was still no movement in the house.

Yao Yanzhang finally realized that something was wrong, he pushed open the door, and was immediately stunned: "Hiss...... What about people? ”

Inside the house, the beds were neatly stacked, and the candles were still unlit, obviously Mu Junwu had not rested in the house last night.

Yao Yanzhang was a little confused, his mind flashed Mu Junwu's face last night, and he couldn't help but wonder if this death knell was his masterpiece.

At this moment, Feiyun rushed into the hospital, Yao Yanzhang happened to come out, and when he saw him, he immediately beckoned: "Feiyun, why are you alone?" What about Childe? ”

Feiyun was stunned when he heard this: "Didn't Childe come back?" ”

"Come back? There's no one in this room! ”

Feiyun's face was uneasy, and he immediately turned around and ran out.

Yao Yanzhang watched Feiyun run out with his mouth open, and muttered in confusion: "This is ...... What's going on? ”