In the Heaven Dou Palace, Jun Xuehan and Qian Lingxue sat in an empty room, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window.

Qian Lingxue put two slender, straight long legs on Jun Xuehan's body and said, "Xuehan, have you already dealt with everything?" If that's done, I'm going to put martial law on the palace. ”

Jun Xuehan smiled, and while beating Qian Lingxue's legs, he said nonchalantly: "It's all taken care of, you put the palace under martial law, let the Snow Night Emperor quietly return to the west, and wait for the throne." ”

In Jun Xuehan's voice, he didn't care, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Well, then prepare, prepare, put the palace under martial law, Emperor of the Snowy Night, it is estimated that he will not survive tonight, the poison attacks the heart, and there is no way to save it." Qianyue nodded slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

Nearly twenty years of youth, wasted in the Heaven Dou Palace, seeing that things are about to end, how can she not be happy.

"Xue'er, ascending the throne is only the first step, not really completed, the Heaven Dou Empire, unlike the Star Luo Empire, is still some principalities, which are not under control, and the most important point, how to change the Heaven Dou Empire to the Wuhun Empire in the name of the Martial Spirit Empire, so if you really talk about it, Xue'er, you still have a long way to go." Jun Xuehan smiled and said softly.

Hearing this, Qian Lingxue looked at Jun Xuehan, got up directly from her seat, straddled Jun Xuehan's body, stretched out two white arms, and hugged Jun Xuehan's neck.

"Isn't there still a husband who is as wise as a demon and has no last resort? It's just such a small thing, do you still need me to figure it out? Qianyue leaned into Jun Xuehan's ear, laughed coquettishly, and said softly.

"There are many wisdoms like demons, even if there is no last resort, this is not to be talked about, but the way is not nothing." Jun Xuehan looked at Qianrenxue's current appearance, and couldn't help but reach out and hug Qianrenxue's slender waist.

"What's the solution?" Qian Lingxue raised her head and asked curiously.

Jun Xuehan smiled and said softly: "Xue Qinghe ascended the throne as emperor, recovered the major dukes and kingdoms, and then took the initiative to give way to the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace: Bibi Dong. Fengxue Pavilion, as a force that supports each other with the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, follows the choice of the royal family, and naturally merges into the Martial Soul Palace, becoming the third hall of the Martial Soul Palace. ”

"Pope Bibi Dong, ascended the throne and became the emperor of the Wuhun Palace, the holy daughter of the worship hall, and succeeded to the throne of the pope. Wouldn't that be the end of the matter? ”

Jun Xuehan said calmly, her voice was indifferent.

This matter is actually very easy to solve, but someone needs to take the blame.

"Well, if you do this, isn't it equivalent to throwing the pot on Xue Qinghe's body?" Qianyue's eyes flashed, and she asked softly.

"If you want to be logical, someone must take the blame, and the decision made by Xue Qinghe has nothing to do with us." Jun Xuehan said softly, with no concern in his voice.

Anyway, Xue Qinghe was originally a dead man, and letting a dead man carry the pot can be regarded as playing, and the last residual heat is over, such as the man who carries the pot: Tang Hao, the pot at the beginning, is not now also a stable back.

"Well, that's really a solution, so let's decide then." Qian Lingxue thought about it, and then nodded slightly.

"Xue'er, when are you going to put the Heaven Dou Palace under martial law, it's not too early now." Jun Xuehan asked softly.

"Well, let's not rush this first, let's go and see how the situation of the Snow Night Emperor is, and choose an appropriate time to put the palace under martial law." Qian Ling Xue came down from Jun Xuehan's body, and a pale golden light appeared on his body, disguised as Xue Qinghe.

"Okay, let's take a look." Jun Xuehan stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes, and walked out of the room with Qianrenxue.

The two walked all the way, walked straight out of the imperial palace, and headed in the direction of the harem. The scenery of the harem is very beautiful, all kinds of palace maids are busy in the harem, and there are guards everywhere, patrolling in the harem.

And Jun Xuehan and Xue Qinghe, everywhere they walked along the way, there were maids and guards bowing down.

The two of them went straight to the sleeping palace of the Snowy Night Emperor, pushed the door straight and walked in.

I saw that on the bed in the dormitory, the Snow Night Emperor was pale and lying unconscious on the bed, while around the Snow Night Emperor, there were royal healing soul masters, who were treating the Snow Night Emperor.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Master of the National Teacher." The surrounding healing soul masters, looking at Jun Xuehan and Xue Qinghe who walked in, immediately bowed and saluted.

"How's my father doing?" Xue Qinghe glanced at the surrounding soul masters with his gaze and asked softly.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, Your Majesty's current situation is not optimistic, and it is estimated that it will not survive the past few days." One of the soul healers said with a heavy face.

"Do your best to save your father, and you can't be the slightest bit sloppy." Xue Qinghe looked at the soul master in front of him and said seriously and seriously.

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Prince." The surrounding soul masters, after looking at each other, immediately agreed.

"Get out of the way, let me see how your majesty is doing." Jun Xuehan stretched out his hand to hold back the surrounding soul masters, and immediately stepped forward and sat in front of the bed of the Snow Night Emperor.

Jun Xuehan pretended to check the situation of the Snow Night Emperor, stretched out his hand and lifted it, the Snow Night Emperor's eyelids, looked at the somewhat cloudy eyes, and then put his hand on the pulse of the Snow Night Emperor, and a faint silver soul power appeared in his hand.

In his perception, the pulse of the Snowy Night Emperor was very weak, and the toxins in his body had invaded the internal organs and entered the heart.

After half a ring, Jun Xuehan withdrew his hand, his face remained silent, and said: "Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince don't worry, although Your Majesty's situation is not optimistic, but Your Majesty has his own natural appearance, and only by cultivating with all his heart, maybe he can still cultivate." ”

Saying that, Jun Xuehan was still silent, giving Xue Qinghe a look.

"Then inherit the auspicious words of the national teacher, I hope that my father and emperor can cultivate it." Xue Qinghe nodded slightly, and his face couldn't help but appear heavy.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, what he said is right, if he has been treated, His Majesty has hope, but the hope is relatively slim, so we can only do our best." The surrounding healing soul masters, listening to Jun Xuehan's words, couldn't help but whisper.

"Then it's troublesome for everyone, when your father's situation improves, you deserve to be rewarded, and none of you will be missing." Xue Qinghe's tone was very serious.

But in his heart, he was a little unimpressed, because of Jun Xuehan's eyes just now, he could understand what it meant, and it was difficult to say whether the Snow Night Emperor could survive tonight.

(End of chapter)