By the time Liu Ruxu opened her eyes again, it was already late.

The pale yellow candlelight through the windows reflects the whole room, which is warm and peaceful.

Empress Liu just woke up a little dazed, blinked her eyes, and adjusted to the light.

Just now she was in a dream, dreaming that Emperor Wu died, and all the people mourned. Li Yunxing succeeded to the throne and sent her to the imperial tomb along with other concubines who had no heirs.

The imperial tomb was cold, the tomb of Emperor Wu was placed in the center, and all the concubines were crying, and she looked around blankly, watching the stone door close, cutting off freedom and sunlight together.

At that moment, Liu Ruxu felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and her limbs stiffened.

But she was obviously still alive, and she also dreamed of the news of the death of Emperor Wu in her sleep, which was fake.

Liu Ruxu raised her hand and rubbed her swollen and painful eyebrows, feeling her heart beating suddenly, as if she was about to jump out of her throat.

Something is wrong, how could she see the Martial Emperor die in her dream? And the dream is still so real, it's almost real.

"Zhaoyang Wangxue is gone!"

"Queen Mother, it's not good! Zhaoyang Wang Xue is gone! ”

"Zhaoyang Wangxue?" Liu Ruxu muttered, her expression in a trance, as if she was still immersed in a dream.

"Queen Mother!" In a hurry, Ginkgo pushed the door in directly, looking panicked, and even a little panicked.

She knelt down in front of Liu Ruxu with a plop, and said anxiously: "Queen Mother, hurry up, Zhaoyang Wang!" ”

Liu Ruxu's head rumbled, completely stunned.

"Y-What do you say? Zhaoyang Wangxue? ”

She grabbed Ginkgo's arm suddenly, her eyes wide, "What's wrong with King Zhaoyang?" At noon today, Imperial Physician Chen also said that he was not worried about his life, how could he die suddenly? ”

She didn't believe it!

Can't believe you've just had a nightmare!

But the picture inside the dream was clear and realistic, so she couldn't ignore it.

"The king of Zhaoyang is gone." Ginkgo biloba swollen eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She didn't know how to explain to Liu Ruxu that Queen Fang was sleeping peacefully, so she personally went to King Zhaoyang's courtyard.

Originally, King Zhaoyang had his own fiefdom, and the other courtyard in the palace was also idle, but now only Imperial Physician Chen and two or three servant maids were there.

But the maidservants she had sent to watch the people who came in and out were gone.

The whole courtyard was silent, except for the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

Ginkgo felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly walked in, and happened to meet the little eunuch who came out of the backyard with medicinal porridge.

"Aunt Ginkgo, why are you here?"

Seeing the little eunuch, Ginkgo breathed a sigh of relief, "What's the matter with you?" There are no people at the gate? ”

The little eunuch lowered his head embarrassedly: "The slave should die, the slave just went out to cook medicinal porridge for King Zhaoyang." ”

"What kind of medicinal porridge?" Ginkgo frowned.

Imperial Physician Chen said that His Royal Highness Zhaoyang had just woken up and was yelling to eat. The slave gave the imperial doctor a hand and made a bowl of codonopsis yam porridge. ”

"Sister Toon may be convenient to come, and I'll be back in a while."

Ginkgo nodded, always feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

She instructed: "Since you want to send porridge to His Royal Highness King Zhaoyang, don't you make a profit!" Don't do that next time. ”

The little eunuch respectfully replied yes.

Ginkgo immediately turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

As she walked briskly, she prayed in her heart that nothing would happen to her again.

Fortunately, when the door was opened, King Zhaoyang was lying on the couch, sleeping with his eyes closed, and there was nothing abnormal.

Ginkgo's hanging heart finally fell back into her stomach, and she breathed a long sigh of relief, walked in and lifted the food box to the table, and took the porridge out of the food box.

"His Royal Highness King Zhaoyang, do you still feel comfortable? The imperial doctor has prepared a medicinal porridge that nourishes and nourishes qi, do you want the slave to serve you to eat now? ”

The little eunuch followed alongside, and when he saw that King Zhaoyang did not reply, he only felt that he might have passed out again.

Seeing that King Zhaoyang didn't reply, the little eunuch leaned in and gently shook King Zhaoyang.

The touch of this hand is cold and abnormal, how can there be any human body temperature? The little eunuch was frightened, "Aunt Ginkgo, this, this—"

After being stunned for a moment, Ginkgo immediately rushed over to check the situation, and she probed the snort and pulse of King Zhaoyang.

It all stopped!

"Call the Imperial Doctor! Call the Imperial Doctor right away! Ginkgo screamed and immediately called for someone to come and help.

The little eunuch had never seen such a scene, so he rushed out with a rolling belt, tore open his throat and shouted, "Someone! What about the doctor! Call the Imperial Doctor! ”

There was a rush in the mansion of King Zhaoyang, and the hospital was even more jumpy.

After a cup of tea, the king of Zhaoyang died, and the messenger left in a hurry.

The palace suddenly boiled, and they all speculated whether King Zhaoyang really died, after all, he was only diagnosed and treated yesterday, how could he suddenly die overnight?

King Zhaoyang is the prince who has been given a fief by the emperor, and in the title system of the Wu Dynasty, the prince is the most noble level.

At the beginning of the Wu Dynasty, the princes and kings not only had independent military power, but also financial power and governance power were also independent and systematic.

Later, in order to take back control of the place, Emperor Wu weakened the power of the prince, but it was also equivalent to the position of a state assassin.

The death of King Zhaoyang not only involved the struggle for the throne, but also involved the ownership of the palace.

After all, the vassal king has been the only existence in all dynasties, and the vassal king's mansion occupies a large amount of property, and if it is not handled properly, it will inevitably cause public anger.

At this time, Li Yunxing had just returned to the capital, and he came to the outside of the city to meet the rivers that had returned to the capital with grain and grass.

He explained the matter to Li Yunxing simply and clearly.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, now that there is civil strife in the palace, Queen Liu is furious, saying that she wants to strictly investigate the violent death of King Zhaoyang."

Li Yunxing nodded, which was within his expectations.

"What about the others?"

"It is said that the lords of the Jiuqing Prefecture are already on their way to the palace, and it is estimated that they will be able to reach the palace soon."

Hearing Jiang He's reply, Li Yunxing let out a sneer.

Do they really care about King Zhaoyang? No. They are a pack of hyenas that see their prey.

Even though he knew he couldn't catch it, he still tried his best to bite off a piece of meat from his prey.

"Let the guards pay attention to the movements in the palace, and report at any time if something happens." Li Yunxing commanded.

Jiang He responded, and then hesitated: "General Lian is not here......"

Li Yunxing looked at him with a grim expression, "Could it be that there is one less Lian Zhan in the capital, and the palace is about to be ready to be killed?" ”

Jiang He immediately bowed, "My subordinates have overstepped, please forgive the Lord!" ”

The majesty that was low enough to crush a person descended, so that Jiang He couldn't help but hold his breath, and sweat overflowed from his forehead.

Jiang He has served Emperor Wu for many years, and since he knows the truth that the wrath of the Son of Heaven is buried in millions of corpses, he does not dare to disobey Li Yunxing.

Jiang He secretly hated his recklessness in his heart.