The Rebirth of the Deposed Empress

After listening to the doctor's report, Ye Buhuo glanced at Zhao Yi with his deep eyes.

Then, he frowned and raised his voice slightly and asked:

"What was the cause of death?"

Zhao Yi still maintained the posture of bowing his head and clasping his hands. When he heard Ye Buhuo's question, he raised his head and glanced at Ye Buhuo hesitantly.

Soon he lowered his head again and answered in a voice that could be faintly heard by those around him:

"Your Highness, judging from the way Lord Lou died, it seems that he was overworked, worried too much, and frightened too much, which led to a blocked heart meridian and sudden death."

After listening to this, Ye Buhuo asked:

"So Lou Zhe really died suddenly?"

The doctor shook his head.

"I know that there is a kind of colorless and tasteless medicine made from the grass of shock outside the border. This medicine can stimulate people's thoughts. If taken on a daily basis, it will at most cause excitement."

"But if you take it after being frightened, it will make you more fearful."

"In serious cases, people will be frightened to death, and their death will be no different from sudden death."

After listening to this, Ye Buhuo narrowed his narrow eyes slightly.

"Is there any way to test this medicine?"

The doctor shook his head.

"Although this can cause death, it is medicine, not poison."

“It is impossible to verify.”

After hearing the doctor's answer, Ye Buhuo frowned deeply.

After a moment, he closed his eyes tightly again.

He sighed helplessly:

"In that case, seal the coffin and bury the body as soon as possible."

There are many small vassal states with barren lands around the Night Kingdom that send royal merchants to do business in the Night Kingdom.

The journey is long and many unexpected events are inevitable.

Therefore, the Ye Kingdom has a special etiquette system that allows foreign royal merchants who die in the Ye Kingdom to be buried directly in the Ye Kingdom.

There are many princes in Loumeng Kingdom, and Lou Zhe was sent to Ye Kingdom to do business because he had no power to rely on.

So even though Lou Zhe was the sixth prince, he ended up being buried in a foreign land.

Lou Zhe's residence was converted into a temporary mourning hall for merchants who had trade relations with Lou Meng State to come and pay their respects.

Not long after the news of Lou Zhe's sudden death spread, Hu Linxiao arrived.

As soon as he got off the carriage, he walked inside without stopping.

With an anxious look on his face, he asked his subordinates to deal with the people from the Loumeng Kingdom who were standing in the mourning hall.

He walked straight towards the coffin.

When he walked to the coffin and saw Lou Zhe's body lying inside, his anxious face suddenly turned into sad.

His left hand rested on the coffin, while his right palm covered his cheek.

Hu Linxiao said in a voice that sounded a bit like crying:

"Brother Lou! Brother Lou, why are you leaving like this?"

Zongwu is just a bug who happened to hear the news about the treasure. Louzhe, who has been pursuing the treasure for a long time, is my biggest rival in snatching the treasure from me!

Now Lou Zhe is finally dead!

Even if the jade pendant is missing now, the treasure will definitely fall into my hands in the end!

Hu Linxiao thought so in his heart while covering his face and crying.

After some hypocritical mourning, Hu Linxiao left the mourning hall.

Not long after, Zong Wu also appeared with a sad face.

He didn't cry or howl, but just lit a stick of incense for Lou Zhe with a look of regret and left.

On the afternoon of the third day, Lou Zhe was buried according to the regulations of the Ye Kingdom.

After dinner, Ye Buhuo was reading a military book in the study, listening to Ye Yi's report on Hu Linxiao and Zong Wu's movements in the past few days.

"After hearing the news of Lord Lou's sudden death, Lord Hu was very happy for a long time."

"As for Master Zong, he sighed and expressed some regrets."

Ye Buhuo curled the corners of his mouth and silently flipped through the military book in his hand.

The moon was dim and the sky had turned dark without anyone noticing.

In the dark night, a man in black suddenly appeared at a corner of the city wall and then quickly fled to the outskirts of the city.

In less than a moment, the man in black leapt into a cemetery.

Next to the cemetery stood a stone tablet, on which was engraved "Lin'an Cemetery" last year - it was the place where Anyang City used to bury foreign imperial merchants.

The man in black looked around and then went towards a newly built stone tomb.

He smashed the tombstone engraved with "Tomb of Lou Zhe" with one palm, and it took some effort to open the stone tomb.

The man in black opened the coffin which had been closed in the evening.

It was only opened a crack, and he looked inside through the gap in the moonlight.

When he saw the situation inside clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

It turned out to be empty!

Fell into a trap!

The man in black turned around and tried to run away, but after taking a few steps he suddenly stopped.

It turned out that he had been surrounded without knowing when.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the people surrounding him, he couldn't help but curse under his breath.

The leader was Ye Qi from the palace.

He had a blank expression on his face. He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and his men attacked the man in black.

The men in black were also very skilled and did not immediately show a disadvantage even when they were besieged.

Ye Qi looked up at the sky and saw that the man in black was still fighting desperately.

He jumped up and attacked the man in black directly.

Seeing Ye Qi suddenly attacking, the man in black dodged reflexively.

But he didn't expect that it was just a feint. When he dodged, Ye Qi easily stabbed his wrist with a sword.

After just a few rounds, the man in black could no longer hold on and fell to his knees.

Even if the black cloth covering his face was removed, he would be powerless to resist.

At the same time, Ye Buhuo was reading military books in the City Lord's Mansion.

He leaned back in his seat, looked out the window at the dark night, and then murmured in a low voice:

"It's time to come back."

Shortly after he finished speaking, a voice of reporting came from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Zong Wu has been taken to prison."

Putting down the book in his hand, Ye Buhuo stood up and walked to the cell.

Walking down the stone steps from the cell entrance, it was very quiet at first, but then I heard miserable cries and pleas for mercy.

After walking for a while, the surroundings became quiet again.

But gradually a cold wind began to blow.

Ye Buhuo rode on the wind and appeared silently outside the cell where Zong Wu was imprisoned.

Zongwu's nightgown was no longer tidy and was covered with traces of fighting.

He sat on the damp and cold ground, leaning weakly against the wall behind him.

With his eyes closed, he looked like a dead person.

"Lord Zong, you are fine."

When he heard Ye Buhuo speak, Zong Wu subconsciously opened his eyes.

He looked at Ye Buhuo and Ye Yi who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his eyes gradually became more vigilant.

After all, Zong Wu is the best martial artist in Zongnan Kingdom.

Unexpectedly, in such a quiet environment, not only Ye Buhuo, but even Ye Yi's footsteps were not heard at all.

I didn't hear any footsteps until he spoke...

If Ye Buhuo hadn't spoken, I wouldn't even have noticed that he was outside the cell.

Zong Wu couldn't help but wonder how unfathomable Ye Buhuo's martial arts were.

Seeing that Zong Wu did not answer, Ye Buhuo looked at him sarcastically.

"Master Zong is so weak that he can't speak? Do you want me to ask Doctor Zhao to take a look at you?"