Emperor Xinchen

Holding her breath, Wen Yi frowned after listening to the urgent or slow "A Yuan" coming from the tent.

It is inconceivable that His Majesty stumbled and fell off a cliff while offering sacrifices to heaven. If General Chu died of poisoning, it would inevitably arouse many speculations.

Thinking that Yao Huaiyuan was still in a dream, Wen Yi and Chu Liangyu's soldiers said: "This matter must never be told to others..."

"But general..." The eyes of the soldiers who followed Chu Liangyu into the capital turned red, "The commander shouldn't let the general be wronged in the capital!"

"Since you say that, let's wait until His Majesty wakes up to discuss everything..." Waved his soldiers to go with the soldiers who came with him, saying that Chu Liangyu had returned to the capital alone, Wen Yi turned around and boiled a pot of wine for Chu Xueyi.

Although this is not the time to drink, Wen Yi believes that Chu Xueyi will thank her for this pot of wine.

After listening to Wen Yi ordering her subordinates to warm the wine for her, Chu Xueyi did not move for a long time.

The king's bed was right in front of her eyes, and her sister's body was at her side. She didn't know where to go first.

Looking at the white cloth on Chu Liangyu's face by candlelight, he looked up at the brocade quilt under Yao Huaiyuan's hands. Chu Xueyi raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose, and knelt in front of the king's bed and wept bitterly.

It was she who killed her own sister, she was the one who killed the king...

If it weren't for her self-confidence to guard the bottom of the mountain, no one would be able to go up the mountain. How could the king slacken and fall to the bottom of the mountain?

If it wasn't for her arrogance, thinking that her sister was invincible, how could her sister ride a horse and die?

Silently thinking of Chu Liangyu's name in his heart, Chu Xueyi felt that wanting the name "Chu Liangyu" drove him crazy!

How could Chu Liangyu die?

How could Chu Liangyu die?

Once Chu Liangyu died, how would she explain it to her elderly parents at home, how would she explain it to Yao Huaiyuan?

"Hmm..." Biting her tongue, Chu Xueyi couldn't make a sound, holding back the crying that climbed up to her lips.

The choking voice accompanied by the candlelight was particularly sad at night, Chu Liangyu stood up rubbing his eyebrows and recognized the person in front of the bed.

"Xue'er, why are you crying?"

A hoarse voice came, and Chu Xueyi replied in a daze, "Crying sister..."

"Sister is here, why are you crying?" Chu Liangyu looked at his sister kneeling in front of the couch with a smile on his face, struggling to find a brocade handkerchief from the side of the couch and handing it to Chu Xueyi, "Where is Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is..."

Staring at the person on the bed, Chu Xueyi forgot to cry.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Chu Liangyu laughed out loud: "Sister should ask Xue Yi about this. My sister's good Xue Yi, what's wrong with you? Why are you lying on my bed and crying? Your Majesty is back ? Is she okay?"

"Your Majesty..." Chu Xueyi murmured, staring at the open and closed mouth of the person on the couch, "What are you talking about?"

"Your Majesty? Xue Yi! Open your eyes and see clearly, I am your sister, Chu Liangyu! Why, it's just been a night, and you don't even know your sister?" Chu Liangyu laughed dumbfounded.

When he remembered that before he fell into a coma, King Han had sworn to himself that Yao Huaiyuan would be safe, and Chu Liangyu's eyes were gloomy: "Could it be that something happened to Your Majesty?"

"No...no..."

Chu Xueyi stared blankly at the king sitting on the couch, and remained silent for a while.

How could the king think that he is his own sister as soon as he opened his eyes?

Carefully turning his head to look at the corpse covered with a white cloth not far away, the back of Chu Xueyi felt cold.

"What's wrong with you?" Not knowing that he had changed his skin, Chu Liangyu scolded Chu Xueyi with a straight face, "Why don't you answer the question? You look like this, how dare sister recommend you to serve the king?"

"Your Majesty..." As if reading the king's mind, Chu Xueyi wept and leaned over to the side of the couch, "Your Majesty, sister has already left, so don't try to imitate her..."

"Xueyi? What's wrong with you?" Chu Liangyu patted Chu Xueyi's shoulder in astonishment, and said patiently, "Just look up! I'm Chu Liangyu, and I'm your own sister..."

"Sister? If you are Xueyi's sister, who is that person lying there?" Unable to bear to see the emperor's disappointed expression, Chu Xueyi collapsed to the side of the couch, bent down and cried loudly.

Hearing Chu Xueyi's cry, Chu Liangyu was startled for a moment, then got up and walked towards another bed in the tent.

When the white cloth was lifted off the person on the couch, Chu Liangyu was shocked by the face under the white cloth and couldn't recover for a while.

"This is?"

"This is Xueyi's sister that His Majesty said!" Urn replied to the king in a low voice, Chu Xueyi only felt that his own sister had not gone to this world in vain.

Let me ask, how many people in the world can disturb the king's mind at the time of death, and wish to replace it with their own bodies?

Inhaling to suppress the melancholy in his heart, Chu Xueyi wiped away the tears on his face, and said with relief: "Your Majesty, don't miss my sister anymore...Siren has passed away, Your Majesty should be loyal to the overall situation and return to Beijing as soon as possible... "

"Okay! Don't say any more." Waving his hands to stop Chu Xueyi's nonsense, Chu Liangyu suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty is in the tent next door, is it convenient to go and ask now?"

"Your Majesty!" Chu Xueyi was about to persuade, but saw that the king had rushed out of the tent.

Hurriedly following the king out of the tent, Chu Xueyi looked up and met Wen Yi who brought the wine.

"This is my lord?" Unknown why Chuxueyi was outside the tent, Wen Yi waved his sleeves and ordered the soldiers to catch the jug, "It's windy down the mountain, so it's better for your lord to stay by His Majesty's side."

"But His Majesty has already gone out!"

Anxiously describing the scene after the king woke up to Wenyi, Chu Xueyi was helpless.

"Commander Wen, what do you think your majesty is doing?"

"Maybe it's hysteria!"

Not daring to guess that the king could not bear the news of Chu Liangyu's death, Wen Yi rubbed the back of her hands and said, "Maybe your majesty encountered some evil thing on Qishan Mountain... the female priest who followed your majesty to worship the sky has already said, she went up the mountain with your majesty last night. After a while, I encountered an evil thing...Later, His Majesty kept asking her, where did the incense ash go..."

"You mean?" Not daring to follow Wen Yi's train of thought, Chu Xueyi said, "Commander Wen may be over-concerned... Your Majesty is the emperor, so there is no ordinary priestess who can serve you... Let's not scare myself..."

"It's reasonable for you to say that..." Wen Yi narrowed her eyes while taking Chu Xueyi to look for the king, "No matter what, we just need to know that the body is the king's."

"Yes." Nodding in response to Wen Yi, Chu Xueyi rotted to his stomach the fact that the king woke up and claimed to be Chu Liangyu.In Qiguo, few people care about who the king is.But at the same time, there are not many people in Qiguo who don't mind that the king is a lunatic.If the lord of a country doesn't even know who she is, then she is not far from death...

Worried that the delirious king would make a big fuss in the camp, Chu Xueyi followed Wen Yi without saying a word.

When the soldiers reported that the king was in General Chu's tent at this time, both Wen Yi's and Chu Xueyi's expressions changed.

"Did your Majesty tell the generals that she is General Chu?" Deliberately lowering her voice, Wen Yi's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Never. According to the spies, His Majesty just went in to appease the generals..."

"General?" Puzzled who the general was, Chu Xueyi said, "In addition to General Chu, there are other generals in this battalion?"

"Yes..." The soldier bowed his head, "Among the soldiers who came with General Chu yesterday, there were more than twenty generals who were in charge of our army... It's just that General Chu had orders in the old days, and he was not allowed to make public... Now General Chu Go, the generals will not listen to orders..."

"What? Did Chu Liangyu bring a grand general to court?" Wen Yi was shocked.

Chu Xueyi hurriedly explained: "Commander Wen, my sister just wants to introduce the generals to the Holy Majesty, and has no intention of treason!"

"Heh!" The prejudice of Rong Rong surged up again, Wen Yi glanced back at Chu Xueyi, and said unhappily, "This is what Master Chu said to His Majesty!"

"Commander..."

Chu Xueyi stretched out his hand to stop Wen Yi, but Wen Yi waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to take Chu Xueyi off, and started to walk quickly towards Chu Liangyu's camp.

When she arrived, the camp was already full of fun.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yi asked in a low voice, stopping a soldier serving wine.

The soldiers said: "Your Majesty is entertaining all the generals... I wonder if the commander wants the young one to pass the news?"

"Huh?" Confused, Wen Yi let the soldiers into the tent, and Wen Yi waited for a while before being welcomed into the tent by the soldiers.

With the thick curtains together, Wen Yi raised his eyebrows and saw the king.At this time, although the king was only wearing a tunic, he did not lose his majesty at all.

Watching him boldly fight wine with the next general, Wen Yi hastily bowed his knees to salute, and said: "I have seen Your Majesty!"

"Wenyi, get up!"

With a clear voice and a slight smile, she rushed to Wen Yi. Wen Yi was puzzled for a moment, and knew that her king had returned.

"Your Majesty..." With a sob, Wen Yi bowed again, and Wen Yi's heart was full of joy for the rest of his life.

"What's wrong with Wen Yi?" Sighing softly, he helped Wen Yi up, and the king's face was filled with regret, "The sudden death of General Chu has exhausted you...Now I have to tell the generals that General Chu is suffering from a chronic illness. You don't have to worry about them coming to trouble you..."

"Your Majesty?" Before the future could react to the meaning of the king's words, Wen Yi was surrounded by all the soldiers and poured wine.

Partial eyes saw that Wen Yi had already gotten into trouble with her former colleagues, and Chu Liangyu was drinking while leaning on the table with his elbows bent.

Chu Liangyu felt pain in his stomach after drinking cup after cup of fine wine.

But she forgot that her Ah Yuan doesn't like drinking...

Lying face-to-face on the main seat and weeping, Chu Liangyu laughed out loud.

How can there be such absurd things in the world?

After waking up, she actually took the body of the person she liked and became a monarch?

Rushing his eyebrows abruptly, Chu Liangyu gradually felt far away from the hustle and bustle of the tent.

Or become a monarch!

In this way, she can get rid of those ungrateful people for Ah Yuan...

After all, A Yuan is kind-hearted and soft-hearted, but she can't control that much.

King Han, who swears, are you ready to bear Gu's resentment?

Laughing and sitting upright on the main seat, Chu Liangyu ordered gently according to Yao Huaiyuan's habit: "Return to the capital tomorrow!"