Emperor Zhou chengdi looked at Feng Ye, stood up suddenly and patted him on the back of the chair, "come..." suddenly, as soon as he opened his mouth, his blood surged up, and his eyes were black. His body suddenly fell forward, and fell to the ground with a bang. His action was too violent, and the slaves on one side failed to respond

Even like the moon, what's the matter? Isn't the emperor pretending to be ill all the time? How could this happen suddenly

Is it the emperor's plot or... Really sick?

"Emperor, emperor, come quickly and pass it on to the imperial doctor!" Liang Degui hurried to Zhou chengdi and shouted loudly.

"Emperor, Emperor!"

Suddenly, Rongyuan Hall fell into chaos. Imperial doctors and slaves poured in. Emperor Zhou chengdi was carried back to the bedroom hall. Lian Yueyue saw that his face became like pig liver color, but his lips were pale and terrible.

Not pretending!

Feng Ye's eyes fell on Zhou chengdi's face. The temperature in the bottom of his eyes slowly became cold. Finally, there was no expression on his face, only cruelty and coldness. Then, when the people were in chaos, he turned and walked out.

Even the moon like eyes fell on his back, and a flash of thoughts flashed on his face.

"Sister..." Ling Yue came in. She was suddenly very nervous, "what's the matter? What about Feng Jue? "

Lian Xiangyue looked back at the direction of Emperor Zhou chengdi and said, "now go back to the princess's house and tell the princess everything, as well as the emperor suddenly. It's unusual. Please prepare early!"

"Yes, sister." The moon's heart jumped with a thump. When she ran out, she almost bumped into a slave

Wei Lang followed Ling Yue's voice. Wei Rui came over, carefully took Wei Lang's hand and said, "brother, I know I'm wrong and won't dare again."

"Somebody, lock up Wei Rui first!" Even the moon commanded.

"Yes." Wu Qiao came in from the hall and grabbed luxuriant's hand.

"Brother, help me, help me, I'm your sister." Luxuriant spoke loudly and looked back frequently.

However, Wei Lang didn't pay attention to her, but went to Lian Xiangyue and said, "Princess Hengqin, what should we do next to help Princess Guchun?"

Lian Xiangyue was slightly stunned and said, "Wei Lang, I've written down your feelings for helping Guchun. Next, you watch the change. Don't interfere in the affairs of the great Zhou Dynasty."

"..." Wei Lang nodded and turned away from Rongyuan hall.

Even the moon pulled a hurried imperial doctor, "imperial doctor, how is the emperor?"

"Go back to princess, Emperor..." the imperial doctor looked around and quietly shook his head at her.

Even the moon was worried, which meant that the emperor couldn't do it?

"Night breeze, you go out of the palace and ask your highness Jiu to return to the palace. Forty nine go to Changchun palace and ask the queen to come quickly and stay with the emperor. Don't leave for a moment!" Lian Yueh calmly ordered.

"Yes, princess." Everyone hurried away.

A moment later, even the moon went out. She looked back at the Rongyuan hall. There were dark clouds over the palace.

It's going to change!



Prince Yuqin's residence has a dignified atmosphere.

"What..." Fengyu suddenly stood up, and the palace fan fell to the ground in his hand. His face was very white. He hadn't returned to his mind for a long time, and his hand trembled slightly. "You said father Emperor... Father emperor can't do it, it's you..."

"The father emperor suffers from phlegm, and few people know about it." Feng Ye said( Phlegm syndrome: it is now called cerebral hemorrhage. If a person falls seriously, he may die of bursting blood vessels in the brain. "

"So you today, today is..." Feng Yu's hand trembled. Anyway, this is their father“ People with phlegm are most afraid to fall. When I went to Rongyuan hall today, I asked someone to put something in the censer in front of my father's seat. After smelling for a long time, he would become dizzy. In addition, the Phoenix formula made him difficult to hide his excitement. Therefore, when he was most angry, he suddenly fell... "Feng Ye said

There was no temperature in the fundus of the eyes.

"Who are the people you arranged for your father? Can you do such a thing for you? " Feng Yu asked.

"Brother Liu Wang, get ready to enter the palace." Feng Ye said.

"Feng Ye, you are... Killing your father!" Feng Yu lowered her voice and said, her eyes are red, her tears slide down her cheeks, and the feeling in her heart is particularly complex. "In the future, how do you live in peace, how do you face your ancestors, how... How..."

Feng Yu's heart hurts!

One is the father and the other is a good brother! Tell him how to choose?

If you cover up Feng Ye, how can you be worthy of your father? If the truth is revealed, what will Feng Ye do? "

"This is it. There is no other way, brother Liu Wang." Feng Ye comes forward and holds Feng Yu's shoulder with both hands.

"Feng Ye, you..." "brother Liu Wang..." pulled him into his arms, hugged him gently, and said in his ear, "thank you. I've never hesitated or left from beginning to end. If I have the world, I would like to see the vast rivers and mountains with you. If I become a white bone, you remember to save it for me

Corpse, sweep in front of my grave during the Qingming Festival. Don't let weeds grow all over my grave so that I can't see the way back... "

"Feng, Feng Ye..." Feng Yu felt his head a little dizzy and his steps were soft.

"Brother Liu Wang, sleep for a while." Feng Ye said, and his hand slowly left Feng Yu's back.

As soon as Feng Yu's body is soft, he closes his eyes and falls on Feng Ye's shoulder.

Feng Ye slowly closes his eyes and holds Feng Yu on the chair. Feng Yu's head tilts in the chair and doesn't move.

"Your Highness, your highness, the emperor, the emperor has died!" At this time, an urgent voice came from outside.

Feng Ye stands in the study and quietly looks ahead. The wind pops open the study door and blows in. His hair is blown by the wind. There are dark clouds outside and the rainstorm is about to drop!

For a long time, two lines of tears fell from his eyes, but his face was always cold and seemed to have no feelings. He murmured, "father, rest in peace."

"Boom!" After the snow-white lightning, a thunder almost split the whole world.

"Yinhuai." Feng Ye said coldly.

"Yes, your highness." Come on.

"Are you ready?" Feng Ye asks.

"Everything is ready, your highness." Yin Huai knelt on one knee, nodded and said.

Feng Ye puts his hand behind his back, lifts up his robe and goes out. His back is cold and unswerving.

There was a heavy rain in the sky. He walked in the rain. His robe was soon wet and tightly attached to his body. His face was full of water droplets. I don't know whether it was tears or rain.

Feng Ye, maybe the road is black, but if you walk over, you can see the light.

……

"The emperor died!"

"The emperor died!"“ The emperor died! "