After being given to death by his fiancee [rebirth]

into the night.

The secret room was very cold, and the people on the ice bed were lying quietly, their old faces glowing with frost.

Wei Xi was tall and erect, with no expression on his face.

Besides her, there were two men standing in the secret room.

One of them was covered with a face scarf, and groping with his fingertips on the mouth, eyes, ears, nose, hands and feet of the corpse, his brows were furrowed.

The other was dressed in imperial uniform and stood with folded arms.

This is Ying Rong, the commander of the imperial army who was reprimanded by her during the day. Most people don't know the origin of Ying Rong, but Wei Xi knows that he was a slave of the Shen family at first, and later saved the late emperor by chance. Afterwards, she was sent to be cultivated by the first emperor. Before leaving, Old General Shen specially told her that she could find Ying Rong in case of trouble.

It was very cold in the secret room, and when Wei Xi exhaled, white mist floated out. The oppressive atmosphere made her feel very uncomfortable.

Lying on the ice bed was Dayan's former ruler - her father who always loved her, but Wei Xi couldn't shed a single tear.

Wu Zuo unbuttoned the late emperor's clothes, Wei Xi looked over and saw a large area of ​​blue, and there were faint scars in some places.

Ying Rong came over and patted her on the shoulder.

Feeling stuffy, Wei Xi rolled his eyes.

"My lord." The man in the mask called out.

Ying Rong walked over and helped him turn over the body.

Wu Zuo took off the late emperor's clothes, Wei Xi couldn't hold back and looked over, but Ying Rong blocked his sight.

After a long while, Wu Zuo took off his veil, revealing a plain and serious face.

"How?" Wei Xi trembled.

Wu Zuo shook his head, "Not sure."

"Not sure? What do you mean?" Wei Xi frowned.

Wu Zuo looked at the late emperor's body, "It may be Jinshi poison, or it may be arsenic."

"Arsenic?" Wei Xi couldn't believe it.

Wu Zuo hesitated for a moment, and then said: "There is still a possibility...that...he died of hunger."

Wei Xi rushed up and grabbed him by the front, "What did you say? Died of hunger? You said he died of starvation?"

Wu Zuo nodded with difficulty, and then said: "The exact cause needs further investigation."

"Your Highness." Ying Rong pulled her away, "My condolences."

Wei Xi covered his face dejectedly, trying not to cry out.

Her father, her most respected father... what happened to her?Is the secret letter he left asking for help or complaining?

Wuzuo stood silently, wiping his hands with a handkerchief.

"Your Highness, the deceased has passed away." Ying Rong comforted her in a low voice, his expression tense, "But we can't let those villains roam freely outside."

Wei Xi clenched his fists, his teeth chattering.

She wished she could kill Xu Nanzhao right now!

And Xu Ningzhi... How much does that vicious woman know?Was she also an executioner?

The intense resentment almost burned her, Wei Xi's head was about to burst, and she almost couldn't stand and fell to the ground.

Ying Rong supported her and helped her out.

The night wind blew against her face, Wei Xi woke up a little.

"Your Highness, let me take you back." Ying Rong persuaded her softly, "The villain is powerful, and this matter needs to be discussed in the long term."

Wei Xi broke away from his hand, and stood up straight unsteadily, "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, those people... I will not let any one go."

Ying Rong nodded and watched her leave.

Wei Xi went back from the secret passage and rubbed his face vigorously.

Those seven names came to mind again, Wei Xi gritted her teeth, she must not let her father down, Dayan's world is still waiting for her to inherit.

Stepping out of the secret room, Wei Xi just wanted to take a serious look at the ledgers and brochures he found in Tian Tonghai's mansion, but bumped into a black shadow.

Soi Ying groaned and rubbed his head painfully.

Wei Xi clenched his fists, "What are you doing here?"

It's ridiculous, before Xu Ningzhi always said that Xu Nanzhao was very strict, every time she asked her to come out to accompany her, she had to beg for a long time, but now, Xu Ningzhi can run around, even coming to her house in the middle of the night.

"I want to see if you're asleep." Xu Ningzhi leaned against her boneless, sniffing her clean breath with his onion nose.

Wei Xi pushed her away, "I read it, let's go."

"I miss you so much." Xu Ningzhi stretched out his hand cautiously, gently tugged at the corner of her clothes, and said softly, "Do you miss me a little?"

Wei Xi could only think of her father's cold corpse.

Xu Ningzhi in front of her eyes became extremely hateful. At this moment, Wei Xi hated her feelings for Xu Ningzhi so much. How could she like a daughter who killed her father and enemy?

She was sorry to her father, and she was sorry to her ancestors.

Her face turned blue, Xu Ningzhi finally sensed something was wrong, and shook her little finger, "Where did you go?"

"Who is the right person you're talking about?" Wei Xi lowered his eyes and tried to force a smile, "I need him."

This was Wei Xi's first time smiling at her since returning to Beijing. The invisible arc seemed to revive everything, and Xu Ning's heart was pounding.

She began to miss Wei Xi's smile.

It was rare for Wei Xi in the past to have cold eyebrows, and more often he would act coquettishly with her, leaning on her lap and smiling sweetly at her.

Unfortunately, at that time, she didn't know how to cherish it.

"Ning Zhi." Wei Xi called her name.

Xu Ningzhi came back to his senses, "Well...that's... How about I bring him to see you tomorrow? You can rest assured that he will not leak the secret."

"I believe you." Wei Xi leaned on her shoulder with a tired face, "Ning Zhi, besides Sister Rong, I only have you."

Holding her waist with both hands, Xu Ningzhi turned his head and rubbed her face, "Don't worry, it will be fine, everything will be fine."

Wei Xi hummed lightly and hugged her back.

She will be fine, Xu Ningzhi... She will use her to pay homage to her father.

In the morning of the next day, the imperial guards found the late emperor's body in an abandoned house, along with a young man.

The matter was of great importance, and the young man was turned away to the Golden Luan Hall.

When Wei Xi heard the news and hurried away, all the officials were still in the morning court.

The man was tied up and knelt in the hall. As soon as Wei Xi entered, he punched him twice in the face, wanting to kill him furiously.

"Your Highness the Seventh." Xu Nanzhao looked down at her expressionlessly, "Be safe and don't be impatient."

Wei Xi jumped up, "Where is Father!"

"It's been sent back to the sacrificial hall." Xu Nanzhao glanced at her indifferently, walked up to the young man, and kicked him down hard.

Stepping heavily on his chest, Xu Nanzhao narrowed his eyes, "Tell me, who is so bold to order you to do it?"

The young man's voice was hoarse, "No one instructed."

"I'm Yan Wei."

Xu Nanzhao's pupils shrank slightly, "Nonsense!"

Wei Xi squatted down and tore open his skirt.

The officials looked over and saw a scarlet vermilion bird tattooed on his left shoulder, which was lifelike, exquisite and meticulous.

Suzaku is the totem of the Wei clan.

The little emperor on the dragon chair twitched his eyebrows and stood up slowly.

Wei Xi said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"Your Majesty did not collapse from the poison of gold and stone." That Yan Weiping thundered, "I implore Your Highness..."

Xu Nanzhao's force directly shattered his lungs.

puff!

Blood sprayed on Wei Xi's face, Wei Xi was startled.

After two breaths, she suddenly jumped up and knocked Xu Nanzhao down.

The officials screamed, and Wei Hong sat slumped on the dragon chair.

The girl's complexion was twisted, and she kept punching and kicking.

The Golden Luan Palace was in chaos, and finally Ying Rong pulled Wei Xi away, Xu Nanzhao's face was covered with bruises and blood flowed freely.

"Xu Nanzhao! You shameless traitor!" Wei Xi clenched his fists, trying to break free from Ying Rong.

Xu Nanzhao spat out a mouthful of blood, and stood up unsteadily, "Such a villain dares to pretend to be Yan Wei to hijack the late emperor, and it is not a pity to die."

"I'm afraid Xu Shoufu is being arbitrary." Cheng Qian stood up with sharp eyes, "This matter is of great importance, and the cause and effect have not been clarified yet. Xu Shoufu killed the only insider. Could it be..."

Xu Nanzhao turned his head suddenly, his eyes were like poisonous snakes.

"You are guilty of being a thief!" Wei Xi's eyes were about to burst, like a raging lion, "Why did you kill him!"

Xu Nanzhao adjusted his clothes in a slow manner, and then stood with his hands behind his back, "The late emperor took an excessive amount of elixir before his death, and died suddenly. All the ministers know about this."

Wei Xi sneered, "It's just your lies."

"Your Majesty witnessed it with your own eyes." Xu Nanzhao turned around and looked at Wei Hong, "Could it be that His Majesty the Seventh Prince doubts His Majesty's success?"

Wei Hong grabbed the handrail with both hands, trying his best to maintain his composure.

"I don't doubt him, I doubt you." Wei Xi stared at him firmly, "What are your intentions!"

Xu Nanzhao raised his eyelids, "Seventh Highness, without proof, you actually suspect that I... kill the king?"

"The first emperor is the evidence." Cheng Qian walked to the middle, lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down, "Your Majesty is a benevolent monarch, and I will not want the late emperor to die with hatred. I dare to beg your majesty..."

Cheng Qian kowtowed heavily, "Open the coffin for an autopsy."

"Bold!" Xu Nanzhao glared, "How noble is the dragon body of the first emperor, how can it be handed over to a lowly master!"

Wei Xi raised his eyes and looked at Wei Hong, "I govern the world with filial piety, Your Majesty inherits the legacy of the late emperor, if you let the king-killing villain go free, I'm afraid..."

"Opening the coffin for autopsy is disrespectful to the late emperor!" Xu Nanzhao sternly refused.

"The first emperor did not rest in peace. It is the greatest unfilial piety not to find the murderer." Wei Xi stared at Wei Hong.

Wei Hong lowered his head and clasped the armrest with both hands.

Another member of the officials stood up and knelt in the middle, "I beg Your Majesty to open the coffin for an autopsy."

"My minister agrees!"

"I object to this!"

All of a sudden, all officials had a clear banner.

Wei Xi tilted his head slightly, noting the faces one by one.

There were also centrists who slowly said, "If Yan Wei did not say what Yan Wei said after opening the coffin for autopsy, who would be responsible for humiliating the late emperor's dragon body?"

"I am responsible for this hall." Wei Xi slammed the floor.

The man paused and said: "The minister seconded the proposal, open the coffin for an autopsy."

Sweat wetted the broken hair on his forehead, and Wei Hong was short of breath.

Wei Xi bent his knees, "I beg you, open the coffin for an autopsy."

Xu Nanzhao's face sank like water on the side, and he said after a while: "It is a serious crime to humiliate the dragon body of the late emperor, can His Royal Highness take it?"

"The life of this hall is here. If it is not what Yan Wei said after the coffin is opened, you can kill him immediately, and this hall will have no complaints." Wei Xi knelt up straight, and said coldly, "If it is not what Yan Wei said. how?"

Xu Nanzhao chuckled, "Of course it's a thorough investigation."

"Okay!" Wei Xi kowtowed heavily, "If it's as Yan Wei said, I beg you to investigate thoroughly yourself."

Xu Nanzhao's smile remained unchanged, "What if you can't find out? Your Highness Seventh... so what?"

"If I can't find out, I, Wei Xi, will humiliate the royal family and my ancestors!" Wei Xi's eyes are red, "If I can't find out, I will have no face to live in the world, and I will ask for death and be expelled from the clan!"

Xu Nanzhao clapped his hands, "Okay."

"The minister seconded the proposal to open the coffin for an autopsy."

Wei Hongruan collapsed on the dragon chair, breathless.

"His Majesty!"