Chapter 327: The Emperor Is Seriously Ill [Thirteenth Update]

After all, although the palace hall is large, the nobles who come are all dragged by their families, and there are many high-ranking nobles in the Xuanshui Empire, as well as envoys from other countries, it is impossible to let all the nobles who come to the wedding in, so these small nobles can only be treated differently. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info{}

The wedding will be officially held at noon, and when it is close to noon and all the high nobles have almost arrived, Prince Mizuyu enters the palace hall.

Looking at Prince Shuiyu who appeared in the main hall of the palace, many of the nobles in the main hall were shocked.

Everyone was not surprised that Prince Shuiyu was coming, Prince Shuiyu had to come on this occasion, and everyone was surprised by Prince Shuiyu's look at the moment.

If Prince Shuiyu's smiling face after he came in was still acceptable, the excitement in his eyes that anyone could see was unbelievable.

Who in the entire aristocratic circle of the Xuanshui Empire does not know the ambition of Prince Shuiyu?

The seventh prince is going to be made the crown prince today, Prince Shuiyu came over with a smile on his face, it can be said that he is coping with the occasion, the city is deep, but this excitement is too incredible.

Could it be that Prince Shuiyu has already figured it out and given up?

It's impossible, even if you give up and die, you don't need to be excited, right?

Among the nobles present, only Zhang Zhenyong and his two sons knew why Prince Shuiyu was excited.

Behind Prince Shui Yu is the Crazy Knife Gate, and he must have known the news that Shui Chengbang was made the crown prince without the consent of Xuantianmen, since he knew the news, he must know that the seventh prince Shui Chengbang will definitely not be able to become the prince, and His Majesty the Emperor may not be able to come down at that time, so it is strange that Prince Shui Yu is not excited.

Not long after the arrival of Prince Shuiyu, Shui Chengbang, the seventh prince with a full face of energy, wore a gorgeous gift, holding a noble girl about eighteen years old, who was also wearing a gorgeous gift and looked full of youth, and walked into the palace hall accompanied by dozens of girls wearing snow-white dresses.

The girl held by the Seven Princes is the wife he is going to marry today, one of the nine dukes of the Xuanshui Empire, and the noble daughter of the Bihai family.

In the Xuanshui Empire, as long as it is a prince and princess with the right of inheritance, then his marriage partner must be a noble family from the empire with the title of hereditary marquis or above.

Of course, if it is a personal disciple of the Xuanshui Empire's Great Gate Sect, there can still be an exception.

However, this situation is relatively rare, generally can become a disciple of the Damen faction, whether it is a man or a woman, rarely willing to marry or marry a member of the royal family, can become a disciple of the Damen faction, the martial arts talent is definitely not bad, where will be willing to mix with the royal family to fight for power and profit.

As for the royalty being noble?

For the personal disciples of the Great Gate Sect, they are even more ignorant, the royal family is noble, is it still better than the upper Great Gate Sect? The identity of their personal disciples of the Great Gate Sect is already a step higher than that of the princes and princesses.

In the Tianlun Continent, the sect is ranked first!

Seeing Shui Chengbang come in with her fiancée, all the nobles consciously let go of a road leading to the inside, and when Shui Chengbang passed by, they were blessed one by one.

Holding his fiancée, Shui Chengbang, listening to everyone's blessings, and looking at the flattering looks of the high-ranking nobles who basically ignored him before, there was an indescribable pride in his eyes, and his heart was extremely comfortable and excited, as well as a trace of excitement.

When the wedding is completed, he will become the crown prince, and once he becomes the crown prince, it will not be long before he can ascend the throne and become the emperor.

Shui Chengbang thought that he would be able to ascend to the throne soon, and his eyes couldn't help but look towards the throne with eagerness.

Seeing Shui Chengbang accept the blessings and flattery of those nobles with a smug expression, Prince Shui Yu smiled faintly and said secretly: "Little guy, you can be very happy now, when the people from Xuantianmen come, it is estimated that you will not be happy in your life!"

If Prince Shuiyu's smile was full of sarcasm, then the smiles of the three Zhang family's father and son were full of pity, because they knew what kind of fate would happen to the people of Xuantianmen who were waiting for His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince.

Although the wedding is about to start, there is no trace of the people of Xuantianmen, but whether it is Prince Shuiyu or the father and son of the Zhang family, they are determined in their hearts that Xuantianmen will definitely appear at a critical moment.

Otherwise, if the position of the crown prince of Shui Chengbang is decided, then Xuantianmen will really be slapped in the face, even if Shui Chengbang, who has been established as the prince, is abolished, but it will be too late, spread out, Xuantianmen will definitely become a joke of all the sects in the Tianlun Continent, the two martial saints of Xuantianmen, especially the dragon slaying martial saint, are notoriously good-looking, how can this kind of thing be tolerated?

When Prince Shui Yu was sarcastic in his heart, and the father and son of the Zhang family felt pity on Shui Chengbang in their hearts, in the corner of the main hall, no one noticed that a palace guard wearing golden armor and a golden helmet mask, who couldn't see his appearance clearly, and only showed his eyes, was looking at Shui Chengbang with a resentful face.

Shui Chengbang took his fiancée and soon came to the throne, because today's day is special, and all the people closest to the throne are all members of the imperial family.

These members of the royal family, whether they are close relatives of the royal family, or the princes and princesses, are blessed with various praises one by one, Shui Chengbang, the future prince.

Of course, it can't be all heartfelt blessings, at least Prince Shui Yu won't, and neither can the two princes and princesses who have inherited the second prince Shui Chengyi and the fourth princess Shui Yunhan.

They were smiling blessings on the surface, but their hearts were full of anger and jealousy, even if the eldest prince who had been given death became the crown prince, they might still be able to accept it.

But Shui Chengbang was designated as the prince, they couldn't accept it, regardless of ability, strength, or the influence of the mother family, the two of them were stronger than Shui Chengbang, the old Qishui Chengbang who had not yet started a family, but now it was this brother with the weakest competitiveness who was made the prince, how can you make them think through in their hearts? How can they be willing to accept it?

Of course, Shui Chengbang saw the dissatisfaction and jealousy in the eyes of his two brothers and sisters, but Shui Chengbang didn't care at all, but his heart was full of pride, thinking: "What if you are not convinced?"

"I am about to become the crown prince, and I am destined to ascend the throne as emperor in the future, and you are destined to be only an idle prince or grand duke. ”

"Now you are not convinced, do you have a kind of unconvinced after I ascend the throne?"

"I'm not as weak as my father, and you don't have the backstage and backers like Uncle Shuiyu, when the time comes, you dare not be convinced, see how I clean you up?"

......

After Shui Chengbang and his fiancée received the blessings of these royal families, it was almost noon, and at this time, Emperor Shui Ren, under the protection of a group of palace guards, arrived at the palace hall in a gorgeous soft chair.

In the midst of everyone's greetings, he broke through the crowd with the support of several attendants and sat on the throne.

Emperor Shuiren, who was on the throne, had a very bad face, very pale, and the whole person looked very weak.

Emperor Shuiren was sick, he was sick more than a month ago, and it was getting worse and worse, not to mention walking, and even talking felt very difficult.

Therefore, Emperor Shuiren, who has always paid attention to martial arts, began to sit on soft chairs in the palace, and no matter where he went, he never left his side.

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