In the Funing Palace, a group of concubines led by Empress Lu were sitting around the outer hall, discussing Meng Tianjue's condition. It's said to be sitting around, but it's actually five or six people.

Of course, Meng Tianjue's harem is still very considerable in normal times, but after hearing the news that the Dongyue people entered the imperial city, some of the harem concubines took advantage of the chaos to escape from the palace, and some hid in the room and did not come out. Now around Queen Lu, there are only a few bold and upright people left.

Meng Yuanheng walked slowly into the hall, and Empress Lu got up to greet her.

The rest of the concubines had already heard about Prince Xuan's overnight whitehead for his beloved wife, and now that the real person was in front of them, they were naturally a little curious and looked at him secretly.

Queen Lu looks dignified and elegant, and her gestures show the demeanor of the mother's world. She stepped forward and thanked Meng Yuanheng slightly. "On behalf of the people of Dasheng, this palace would like to thank King Xuan for relieving the danger of the capital."

Although she was in the harem, Yu Linwei dutifully reported the battle situation in the city to Meng Tianyu from time to time.

And Meng Tianyu has been bedridden for the past few days, sometimes conscious and sometimes confused, Yu Linwei can only report to Queen Lu a few times.

So she knew in her heart that if King Xuan hadn't arrived in time with his army, this Shengjing City would have already fallen into the hands of the Dongyue people at this time.

Meng Yuanheng glanced at Queen Lu slightly, and did not respond to her thanks, but said lightly: "This king is here to see Meng Tianjue." ”

Queen Lu is a smart person, and she probably knows a little about the grievances and entanglements between Meng Yuanheng and Meng Tianjue. Meng Tianjue saw that he would not live long, so it was reasonable for them to meet the two brothers.

After thinking about it for a moment, she personally led Meng Yuanheng to the inner hall, dismissed the palace maids and eunuchs who were waiting inside, and left the two brothers a quiet space.

Although Meng Tianjue was unable to get up, at this moment, his consciousness happened to be awake. Hearing movement in his ears, he subconsciously turned his head, and a tall figure was standing against the light, not far from the door.

He squinted his eyes, but he still couldn't see who the person was, but he felt that this person was standing there casually, which gave people a sense of oppression.

And this sense of oppression made him inexplicably familiar and disgusted.

"Presumptuous, who are you?" He shouted in a hoarse voice.

Meng Yuanheng was silent, stood quietly for a while, and then continued to take a few steps forward, standing still in front of Meng Tianheng's bed, squinting at him condescendingly, and his thin lips opened lightly. "It seems that you are really sick, it can't be that your brain is burned."

Meng Tianheng was shocked violently, and his eyes widened instantly, "Meng Yuanheng!" What are you doing here? Who let you in! ”

At this moment, the last person he wants to see is him.

How can he let him see his terminally ill and withered appearance.

Meng Yuanheng snorted lightly, "If I don't come, can you still lie in this Funing Hall like this now?" ”

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're up to. You will be so kind to save Shengjing, isn't it just to covet my throne, and this great sheng? Meng Tianjue was obviously a little excited, and tried hard to sit up, but after a few attempts in vain, he had to widen his eyes and pant and said: "But I won't let you succeed, this throne, this country, it's all mine, you can't take it away!" ”

Meng Yuanheng calmly looked at Meng Tianheng's hoarse appearance, and only felt extremely ridiculous. "Do you think this king is very rare for your throne? Or do you still think that this Dasheng country is still in your own hands? ”

Hearing his disdainful tone, Meng Tianjue's face turned from pale to iron-blue, and he shouted angrily: "As long as I live for one day, I will still be the emperor of Dasheng, and no one can snatch this throne..."

"This king has no interest in your throne at all." Meng Yuanheng coldly interrupted Meng Tianheng's roar, "This king came to see you, just to verify one thing. ”

Meng Yuanheng didn't bother to pay attention to Meng Tianheng's reaction, paused for a moment and continued: "Seventeen years ago, when this king went out of the city to hunt, his mount was suddenly frightened, and he couldn't control it, and finally caused Tianxuan to fall off the cliff with his horse and people. Is this related to you? ”

He didn't believe there were so many accidents and coincidences in this world. Back then, there was definitely something wrong with that horse. But then the horse fell to the bottom of the cliff and was swept away by the river, and he could not find any evidence.

Meng Tianheng was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Meng Yuanheng to suddenly mention this matter. When he came back to his senses, he let out a few grim and smug laughs, "You don't say that I forgot." That's right, it was I who did something to that horse, originally trying to harm you. Who knew that Meng Tianxuan, that fool, insisted on following you to find death, and I couldn't help it. So, that fool was actually implicated by you, haha..."

Meng Yuanheng's eyes sank, and there was a bit of murderous intent in his eyes, "Meng Tianheng, you should be damned!" ”

"Bold, dare to speak to me like this!" Meng Tianjue raised his eyebrows, scolded in a dumb voice, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Meng Yuanheng, do you know how much I hate you!" From childhood to adulthood, you have always been like this, high on your toes, and not taking everyone in your eyes. Obviously, I am the hardest working and most motivated, but in the end, it is always you who they praise, and even that old thing often praises you. Why are you! ”

Meng Tianjue took a breath and continued: "Later, I found out that you are actually the illegitimate son of that old thing!" That old thing is even secretly plotting to pass on the throne to you. Haha... It's funny, even a disgraceful wild seed can have a chance to get this throne, then I'm even more qualified, isn't it? ”

Listening to Meng Tianheng's evil words, Meng Yuanheng's indifferent expression remained unchanged, "That's right, of course, you are more qualified to be honored than this king, and you are more qualified to find death as soon as possible." How is it, what does the elixir taste like? ”

"You're saying there's something wrong with this elixir?" Meng Tianyu was obviously still in the dark by Rong Huaizhong, "So, is Rong Huaizhong's wolf ambition to harm me?" ”

Meng Yuanheng approached Meng Tianheng's bed, bowed his head slightly, and spoke with disdain. "In the end, this king can only send you four words... You are an idiot. How about it, does it feel good to be betrayed and harmed by your cronies? Sound familiar? Originally, this king did not believe that there was retribution in this world, but now he believes a little. ”

After finishing speaking, Meng Yuanheng didn't look back, turned around and brushed his sleeves away.

"You..." Meng Tianheng pointed to the direction Meng Yuanheng left, unable to get up in one breath and blocked his heart, and suddenly felt abnormal chest tightness. "Come on, call the Seventh Prince and the Book of Rites!"

Meng Yuanheng naturally didn't care what Meng Yuanheng would do, and he just wanted to use this news to anger Meng Tianheng. He walked out of the Funing Hall without hurrying, and as soon as he stood on the high stone steps in front of the hall, there was a faint messy howl and cry in the dormitory behind him.

Then the eunuch's sharp voice sounded: "The emperor has died..."