"Let's go!" Su Feifei and Situ Jun walked out of the Seventh Prince's Mansion slowly under everyone's attention. The guards in the mansion looked at their prince's lonely and sad appearance, and couldn't help complaining in their hearts: Who kicked him back then? It's useless to pretend to be pitiful for those who are driven out of the gate of the mansion. The princess won't accept that!

Feng Chen looked at the direction where Su Fei Fei and Situ Jun were leaving for a long time, and Ming Lan saw that the time had come, so she walked carefully to Feng Chen and whispered: "It's time for the lord's funeral!"

Feng Chen swept away the gloomy mood, stood up slowly and said: "Let's go!"

Just as the funeral procession was about to go out, a group of unexpected guests came to the mansion, "Seventh Prince, please come with me, the emperor is waiting to see you!" Wei Qing was shocked when he saw Feng Chen wearing hemp and mourning , if the emperor finds out, he will definitely faint from anger.

Seeing that the person who came was Wei Qing, the leader of the imperial guards, Feng Chen looked at the group of soldiers with disdain and said, "Master Wei, didn't you see that this king is going to go to the funeral in hemp and mourning? Go back and tell them, wait for this king After completing the funeral, it will be over in a while, haven't you heard that the dead are the greatest, get out of the way, or don't blame me for being invisible."

Seeing that Feng Chen was angry, Wei Qing knew that Feng Chen was an uncompromising person, if he was taken away forcibly now, probably only his soldiers would be injured, "That's fine, I'll let my men go back to the palace to report, I will Just wait for your return at your mansion!"

Seeing that Wei Qing also made a concession, Feng Chen didn't intend to argue with him immediately, and set off slowly with the funeral procession. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that the imperial guards must be looking for him because of the incident of the female corpse at the gate of the palace. , but he doesn't care.

"Report!" The soldier hurried into the Jinluan Hall, seeing everyone's eyes on him, he hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince is going to the funeral in hemp and filial piety, and he has no time to come, wait for him to deal with it." I'll report back to you after everything has been done!"

"It's really my good emperor!" Feng Chengjun laughed at the ministers, and then he lost his temper and passed out. Li Wanru saw that Feng Chengjun had passed out, and shouted anxiously: "Please hurry up!" Physician!"

"Eunuch Chen, send everyone away first!" Li Wanru waved Feng Shaoqing forward, "Shaoqing, take your father back to the bedroom!"

The officials did not expect that the emperor could not bear the blow and fainted, and everyone had to leave.

Ever since Feng Chengjun fainted, the imperial palace has become a mess. The women in the harem learned that the emperor was ill and came to visit them one after another. will die one after another.

"Doctor, when will the emperor wake up?" Seeing the doctor coming, Li Wanru hurriedly went up to him and asked, "Is the emperor okay?"

The imperial doctor looked at Li Wanru very embarrassed, and thought to himself: I haven't seen anyone yet, so how do I know if I can wake up? This is really ridiculous.

Feng Shaoqing saw that the imperial doctor was in a bit of trouble, and quickly persuaded him: "Mother, the imperial doctor hasn't seen it yet, so you are asking him now, aren't you embarrassing him?"

"Yes, I'm really sorry!" Li Wanru let go of her hand in embarrassment, and told him to go to see Feng Chengjun quickly, she prayed silently in her heart: Buddha, please keep the emperor safe.

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