Chapter 308: Before the saint died, he made an edict to pass on the throne......

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After Yan Honglie and Lin Tianchu, they saw that under the palace corridor, a military attache blocked the queen and Concubine Hui, and they were not allowed to enter, and they were arguing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After finishing his face, he scolded the military attachΓ©, greeted him with a smile, and invited the queen and concubine Hui into the palace.

Entering the bedroom, the queen and Concubine Hui saw Shengshang lying on the bed, as if they were asleep, and they also heard the rumors in the palace and were suspicious.

The queen asked, "How is the Holy One?"

Zhang Wang said: "Recently, the weather has been abnormal, and the saint occasionally feels cold, and now he has taken medicine and slept. ”

The queen said, "Is there a big problem?"

Zhang Wang's face was embarrassed and said, "This ...... This ......"

The queen was majestic and said, "Huh?"

Zhang Wang glanced at King Zhao and King Yu, and Lin Tian said, "It's okay, just say it." ”

Zhang Wangnai said: "After all, the saint is old, and he ...... I don't know abstinence, my body is very weak, and this wind and cold is very troublesome. ”

When the queen and Concubine Hui heard this, they were shocked.

The queen glared, looked at Wan Yan Honglie, and said, "There is such a thing?!"

Wanyan Honglie's face was solemn, and he said: "Don't dare to hide the queen, there is indeed such a thing." ”

The queen said: "Can the hundred officials know?"

Wanyan Honglie said: "There is an order in the saint, don't let the hundred officials know first." ”

The queen said: "The holy body is the family and the country, and the matter is big, how can you not let the officials know?"

Wanyan Honglie said: "Who dares to disobey the order of the saint?"

The queen's words were blocked.

Concubine Hui sat in the dormitory and didn't say a word.

About an hour later, Wanyan Xingsheng slept very sweetly, and he didn't wake up, and the queen and Concubine Hui were tired.

Wanyan Honglie said: "It's late at night, and I also invite the queen and Concubine Hui to go back to the palace to rest, and there are seven permanent attendants and imperial nephews here to take care of it." ”

The queen said: "The Holy Dragon is not in good health, how can this palace sleep peacefully?"

Lin Tian said respectfully at this time: "The queen doesn't need to worry, this king's martial arts cultivation is acceptable, there is a slight name in the martial arts, although the saint's body is weak, but with the care of this king, there will never be any accidents!"

Seeing that his eyes were sincere, the queen was faintly tired, and there was no hypocrisy, and she said in her heart: "Aren't the rumors true?"

Concubine Hui persuaded at this time: "Sister, since there are King Zhao, King Yu and seven permanent attendants here, there will definitely be no accidents, according to my sister's opinion, let's go." ”

The queen hesitated.

Concubine Hui came to her side and said softly: "Sister, the harem concubine, it is a big taboo to be in the same room with the ministers." ”

When the queen heard this, she glared and scolded, and said, "How can this palace ......?" but she couldn't continue.

The queen finally didn't stay and left with Concubine Hui.

Wan Yan Honglie let out a long breath.

Lin Tian smiled: "Is Lord Zhao also tired?"

Wanyan Honglie said: "This king's body is not as good as the person who practices martial arts in King Yu." ”

Lin Tiandao: "If Lord Zhao is tired, you can rest for a while." ”

Wanyan Hongli glanced at Wanyan Xingsheng on the dragon bed and said, "Okay?"

Lin Tiandao: "There is still an hour, enough for Prince Zhao to rest for a while." ”

Wanyan Honglie actually hasn't had a good rest since yesterday, because he was excited, and now, his body is finally difficult to support.

nodded, and said with a smile: "Then there is King Laoyu." ”

Lin Tiandao: "It's nothing, it's a matter of duty." ”

Wanyan Honglie left, did not leave Tianning Palace, but was next door to this bedroom.

Lin Tian closed his eyes and stared, sneered in his heart, and said secretly: "After Yan Honglie, after Yan Xingsheng today, it will be your future in the near future!"

An hour later.

Zhang Wang took out the holy decree of succession, and then called Wanyan Honglie over.

Lin Tian walked to the dragon couch and volleyed into the void.

On the dragon couch, Wanyan Xingsheng, who was sleeping sweetly, suddenly woke up, his chest rose and fell, and he gasped heavily, and he might not be able to breathe at any time.

Zhang Wang ran out in a panic, ordered the little eunuch to call the imperial doctor, and ordered the little eunuch to call the queen and Concubine Hui, and sent the little eunuch to leave the palace immediately and call the civil and military officials!

Dozens of little eunuchs came out at the order.

Soon, the queen and Concubine Hui came in a hurry, and saw that in the bedroom, King Lin Tian was conveying true qi to the saint, his face was slightly pale, and there were three old imperial doctors, gathered together, shaking their heads again and again, looking frightened, discussing something.

Wanyan Honglie and the Seven Constant Attendants were at a loss, Wanyan Xingsheng's eyes were wide, and his breathing was short.

When the queen and Concubine Hui saw this, they were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward.

The queen grabbed Yan Xingsheng's left hand and shouted, "Holy Lord, Holy Lord, what's wrong with you? Don't scare the concubines!"

Wanyan Xingsheng turned his head slightly, looking at them, breathing rapidly, breathing desperately, gurgling in his throat, then could he still say a word?

"Holy Lord, Holy Lord!" exclaimed the Empress and Concubine Hui.

Suddenly, Wan Yan Xingsheng exhaled in one breath, but he didn't inhale again, his heaving chest stopped, and his two eyes widened.

The imperial doctor was shocked and hurriedly went up to check his pulse. Lin Tian tried his best to convey his true qi, his face was as white as paper, and suddenly with a "poof", he spurted out a mouthful of blood, as if he had worked too hard and injured himself!

"Holy ...... What's the matter?" the queen asked in a trembling voice, for it seemed that the Holy One had ...... Already......

The three old imperial doctors fell to their knees in shock and replied, "Holy ...... It's dead!"

Holy ...... Died???!!!

When the queen and concubine Hui heard this, they felt that the sky was falling apart, and they were dizzy.

Wanyan Honglie and the seven permanent servants heard this, and immediately knelt beside the bed and cried bitterly, Wanyan Honglie cried: "Uncle! uncle!~" The seven permanent servants said compassionately: "Holy! Holy!~"

Lin Tian's face was pale, his expression was sluggish, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his chest was stained with blood, as if he didn't know, he knelt beside the bed, crying bitterly and shouting: "Holy Lord, the minister should die, damn!~" shouted seven times, and suddenly spurted blood, almost fainting.

Outside, the sky has not yet dawned, the wind and rain have stopped, and the civil and military officials are in the bed, and they are surprised to hear that the palace supervisor is coming, so they dare not slack off, and hurriedly rush to the palace.

There is a succession of comers, no one is blocking the Tianqian Gate, but I see that the door is hung with white man, and the officers and soldiers guarding the door are wearing white scarves on their arms...... It is the ritual of the emperor's death!

Rumors, it seems, may not be rumors!

But the reality, what is it, who can know clearly?

In short, when the civil and military officials gathered outside the Tianning Palace, the queen, Concubine Hui, the king of Zhao Wanyan Honglie, and the king of Yu Lin Tiancame out and announced the bad news to everyone.

Holy Lord, he really died!

When the officials heard the bad news, no matter what they were thinking in their hearts, for a while, they all knelt down and wept bitterly, and their sorrow was like losing their own father!

Who would have thought that yesterday was the Holy Heavenly Birthday Festival, and at noon there was a banquet with hundreds of civil and military officials, talking and laughing, and the spirit was quite good; at night, they said that they were infected with the wind cold; the next day, before dawn, the people were gone!

The emperor, known as the true son of heaven, is long live, but he will not live long live after all! After all, he is not the son of heaven, but just like mortals, he is a mortal fetus in the flesh!

"The country cannot be without a king for a day, and before the saint died, he set up an edict to pass on ......the throne," said Lin Tian, the king of Yu, suddenly.

β—‹(To be continued.) )