The king is gone!

The obituary was like thunder, and it blew up the entire camp.

Outside the tent of the Chinese army, a group of civil ministers and military generals kept whispering like mourners.

The king was still fierce yesterday, why is it suddenly gone?

Talking about it, but no one dared to spit out the words 'murder' from their mouths.

If you say this kind of thing casually, you have to be responsible.

Do you think the king was murdered, but what evidence do you have?

Why do you feel that way?

Did you know about the conspiracy in advance?

Or are you part of the conspirator?

Even if you don't have this concern, it's easy to invite trouble.

Whoever dares to murder the king, can it be an ordinary person?

It must be someone who can aspire to the throne, or a person of high power.

As soon as the king dies, he may be able to ascend to the throne.

When the time comes, it will not be more difficult to kill a few subordinates who talk nonsense than to crush ants.

In fact, the eldest prince Mo Kegui, who is the most qualified to succeed to the throne, is obediently kneeling outside the tent in order to avoid suspicion, keeping his head calm, and he doesn't know whether he is grieving or counting ants.

At this moment, those who can be in the tent are those high-ranking people.

The five holy women, ***, knelt by the tent and trembled, waiting for the inquiry.

And in the center of the wide couch, Jaya was still lying quietly, covered with a white brocade.

As for Xin Ling, lying on the carpet next to the couch, it was impossible to tell whether she was unconscious or asleep. o

Such a strange scene made the high priest and several other ministers silent, not daring to speak at will.

Soon, the three doctors who were with him rushed over.

Then he was ordered to give the king and Xin Ling a detailed examination.

The three doctors did not dare to slack off, and took out their housekeeping skills to inspect every part of the king's body over and over again.

After a long time, the three doctors looked at each other, winked at each other, and wanted the others to speak first.

The lawsuit lasted for a long time, and finally the Han doctor who had tested the wine wrinkled Dezhu and stood up helplessly.

He bowed to the high priest and several ministers, lowered his posture and said, "I have learned a limited amount of information, and I dare not guarantee that what I said must be true, but I swear to heaven that there will never be half a lie."

The High Priest pulled up his eyelids and slowly glanced at the wrinkled Dezhu.

"Doctor Wrinkle, we have been friends for many years, I can still trust your character, if you find anything, just say it boldly, as for whether it is the truth or not, you are not alone, I am free to judge, so there is no need to have too much burden."

Several other ministers also nodded their heads in agreement.

Then, Fu Dezhu slowly took a deep breath, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said warmly, "Then let's talk about Concubine Xin's condition first, in my opinion, Concubine Xin is fine, the main thing is that she has only broken the melon for a short time, and she is so unbearable that she is extremely tired, so she fell asleep, even if she doesn't apply treatment, she will wake up on her own when she sleeps enough."

The High Priest just nodded slightly, and did not comment further.

The other ministers remained silent, apparently with the head of the horse being sacrificed to the Grand Lord.

"Now, let's talk about the King."

Fu Dezhu's voice trembled slightly, revealing that under his calm surface, he was panicking inside.

Although the high priest said it, let him speak boldly, it seems that there is no intention of implicating the guilt.

But he actually knows very well that what he is about to say is likely to determine his life and death.

It doesn't matter whether what he says is true or false, or the truth, just whether his words are in line with what those in power want.

At this moment, the most powerful person is the high priest, and Fu Dezhu can't see the tendency of the high priest at all.

Therefore, he had to gamble.

Fu Dezhu closed his eyes and thought about the wording for a moment before he opened his eyes and gritted his teeth and spoke.

"After many examinations, the king did not have any external injuries on his body, nor did he show any signs of poisoning, and his face was peaceful and did not look like a violent man

Killed, and after the intercourse is over, he still falls asleep normally, and he doesn't want to have a stroke right away, so he is shallow in his studies, and he can't see the specific cause of death, but he feels very much like a person who is dying..."

"You're farting!"

A military general angrily interrupted Wrinkle Dezhu's words.

This man's name is Chu Gu Moda, who is the younger brother of the original wife of Jaya, and has always been trusted by Jaya, even though the original partner has been dead for many years, he still puts him in charge of the pro-guard army, which is the largest military leader in the battalion.

After the frugal pillar was interrupted, he was silent.

Chu Gu Moda asked sharply, "A good person, suddenly gone, how come he is dying!?"

Fu Dezhu had to explain, "Some people, without illness and pain, quietly passed away in their sleep, and some people were still doing things and talking a moment ago, and then suddenly closed their eyes, stopped breathing, and passed away peacefully.

"You're talking nonsense......

Chu Gu Moda was angry, completely unacceptable, and was about to fight to the end.

But the High Priest raised an eyebrow, "Alright! Now is not the time for you to make trouble!"

Chu Gu Moda shut up, obviously not daring to disobey the high priest.

Then the High Priest turned to the Wrinkled Pillar and asked softly, "What does Dr. Wrinkle mean that there is no sign of murder?"

"This..." Fu Dezhu hesitated for a moment, thinking about the intention of the high priest, and then said firmly, "Forgive me for being humble and shallow, I really didn't find it, maybe, maybe it was too much sex."

The High Priest bowed his head and said, "Okay, I see what you mean...... By the way, can you wake up Concubine Xin?"

"Yes."

Fu Dezhu replied succinctly, and then took out a few silver needles and applied needles to Xin Ling's head and face.

After only three or five breaths, Xin Ling opened his eyes and woke up.

When he found that there were a large number of people in the tent, he was defenseless except for the thin blanket, and he was immediately shocked and ashamed, and he was speechless.

The High Priest walked over, stood on the side and looked down at Xin Ling, who was still lying, and asked, "Concubine Xin, do you remember what happened last night?"

Xin Ling's mind was confused, and he didn't understand the current situation at all.

But the High Priest asked, and she subconsciously replied, "Last night... After the lord came back from the feast, he drank some rejuvenating dew and ...... with the slave Sex may be that the rejuvenation dew is really a miracle medicine, and the Lord is even more than the night before... Mighty, asked the slave four or five times, the slave couldn't stand it, so he fainted, and now he woke up, this, what's wrong? What about the Lord?"

The high priest and several other ministers looked at each other, and in connection with what the attendants said before, as well as the explanations of the holy women, there was nothing wrong with Xin Ling's words.

Immediately afterward, Chu Gu Moda raised his voice and said viciously to Xin Ling, "You honestly confess, does the Lord's death have anything to do with you!"

"Huh!?"

Xin Ling was stunned, and immediately seemed to forget that he had no clothes on, so he hurriedly stood up, looked at the couch, and saw the king lying there motionless, his face as pale as paper, and he had nothing to do with the living.

"Lord! How do you ......?"

Xin Ling seemed to be hit hard, his eyes rolled and closed, and he fell, and just like that, the jade body was exposed to the eyes of a bunch of men.

"It's the New Year, the author is here to greet you for the New Year, I wish you a happy New Year, abundant wealth, beauty in your arms, a happy family, and all success!

Okay, this chapter seems out of place, but well, people are happy to die .......o

No matter how bad it is, it's also a villain, and he died happily,,,

In short, everyone should be happy."