nine thousand years old

Chapter 208 Dying and funeral affairs (second update)
Whoa!

Su Hanyun was dressed in a nine-clawed python suit. Under the leadership of the little eunuch, he passed through the guards of the imperial guards and went straight to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. The guards of the imperial guards along the way knelt down and bowed to meet him when they saw this figure. , the magnificent gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation appeared in front, and Su Hanyun stepped up.

"The servant has seen Eunuch Su!"

The eunuch who accompanied him in front of the palace greeted him, his face was full of respect, his body was almost bent to the ground, and he said,
"Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time."

"How is His Majesty?"

Su Hanyun stopped, frowned and asked.

"Report to Eunuch Su!"

The little eunuch whispered,

"I woke up early this morning, and my complexion was not particularly good. I heard that Concubine Mu Gui was killed by an assassin, and I was a little bit stimulated. I was overwhelmed with grief, and passed out. Now, under the care of the chief doctor Lin of the Imperial Medical Bureau, I have stabilized."

"I am waiting for you."

Su Hanyun ordered, adjusted his sleeves a little, and stepped into the main hall. The surrounding light was slightly dim, and at the same time, there was a particularly warm wave of air blowing towards his face. Su Hanyun took a deep breath, and walked into the inner hall.

Four or five charcoal braziers surrounded the main hall, and the temperature in the air became hotter and hotter. Wu Chong's face was pale, his brows were sad, and he leaned on the dragon couch, while the thin and pale Imperial Physician Lin was on the sidelines for his help. Diagnosing the pulse, the air is still filled with a strong smell of medicine.

"The servant bows to His Majesty!"

Su Hanyun glanced slightly, bowed and knelt down, and before he had time to kowtow, he saw Wu Chong hastily freed from Doctor Lin's palm, and said in a low voice,
"Come here, I have something to tell you."

"Yes!"

Su Hanyun stepped forward, bowed and stood beside the dragon couch, while Wu Chong pushed back Imperial Doctor Lin and all the eunuchs and maidservants, then grabbed Su Hanyun's wrist, and asked with red eyes,

"Concubine Mu is dead? Is it true?"

"His Majesty……"

Su Hanyun frowned, pretending to be sad, and said,
"Please grief."

"When the servants and the experts from the Executive Department arrived, Concubine Mu Gui had already been seriously injured by the assassins. The servants and the Imperial Medical Bureau tried their best to rescue her, but they were already powerless!"

"Hey……"

Wu Chong's body trembled, his eyes were full of sadness, and he collapsed on the dragon couch, the expression on his face became even more desperate, with a feeling of ashes in his heart.

"His Majesty……"

Su Hanyun wanted to comfort him, but saw Wu Chong grabbing his wrist forcefully, and said bitterly,
"You don't understand, I don't feel sorry for her, Concubine Mu, but because... Concubine Mu...may have my heir...My body, I know in my heart, this heir may be the only one in my life heirs of the

"now……"

"Children?"

When Su Hanyun heard this sentence, his expression changed suddenly. Does Concubine Mu Gui have an heir?How can this be?No one in the Imperial Medical Bureau or the imperial prison has said anything about this?If this is true, then...

"Your Majesty, how did you know? The Imperial Medical Bureau..."

Su Hanyun's face was serious, and he wanted to ask clearly, but Wu Chong shook his head helplessly, and said bitterly,
"The Imperial Medical Bureau, I didn't notify you, but Concubine Mu Gui's body has already shown signs of pregnancy. This is why I love her so much... I just want to..."

"Cough cough..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Chong coughed violently, spurting out a mouthful of dark red blood, leaving spots on the dragon couch, and his face became extremely pale.

"Stop talking, Your Majesty!"

"Take care of your body!"

Su Hanyun hurriedly grabbed Wu Chong's wrist, passed a wave of Beiming's true energy, and said in a low voice,

"Do you still remember that the slave said that Shaolin Temple has a kind of elixir called Da Huan Dan, and there are also peerless martial arts such as the Sutra of Washing the Marrow and Yi Jin Jing, etc. The slave is preparing, and he will be able to step into the world soon. Snatch it from Shaolin Temple and treat His Majesty!"

"I promise His Majesty can..."

"Little Yunzi, don't lie to me."

Wu Chong shook his head in despair, and said,
"The imperial doctor has already told me about my situation, medicine and stones are too difficult..."

"This……"

Su Hanyun's face suddenly darkened, and a kind of evil spirit permeated,

"This damn imperial doctor, talking nonsense, the slave cut off their heads!"

"Little Yunzi, don't blame them..."

Wu Chong shook his head and said,
"It's what I want to ask. I want to know the truth so that I can arrange the funeral. If I suddenly... I'm afraid that the Great Zhou will be in chaos and the people will suffer..."

"His Majesty!"

Su Hanyun only felt a pain in his heart, took a deep breath, knelt down on the ground, and said,

"The slave is incompetent, can't..."

"Don't talk about it, this is fate! Although I am the emperor, I can't fight against the destiny. I was able to snatch the imperial power of Da Zhou from Xiong Yuting's hands. Seeing Da Zhou reach the current stage, I am already very satisfied!"

Wu Chong shook his head and continued,
"My son, I'm afraid it's impossible. I want your help to investigate and observe my only two remaining brothers. One is the second younger brother Wei Wang who is far away in Qiannan. The other is that he was sent to Liaodong by his father. The third younger brother Yuwang, the throne in the future can only be handed over to these two people!"

"While I still have the chance, I think..."

"Cough cough..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Chong coughed violently again, another mouthful of bright red blood gushed out, his face became even paler, and even his lips lost a trace of blood.

"Your Majesty, the servant understands!"

Su Hanyun's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice,
"The servant immediately sent people to Liaodong and Qiannan to invite the two princes back."

"Okay... I will leave this matter to you, and I will rest assured."

"In the future, they will still need your assistance..."

Wu Chong grasped Su Hanyun's wrist slightly, but there was a hint of pleading in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, you will be fine!"

Su Hanyun felt more pain in his heart, gritted his teeth, and lowered his head.

"Little Yunzi, did I read it wrong? Your hair is gray..."

"It's caused by the slave's practice..."

"Your Majesty, the assassin who was assassinated belonged to the Moyun Sect, and all the servants have been killed..."

"kindness……"

……

call!
About half an hour later, Su Hanyun left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and let out a long breath. He raised his head, his eyes were full of seriousness and grief, and he looked at the gloomy sky, with an unconcealable loneliness on his face .

He and Wu Chong, who had nothing at the beginning, fought desperately to kill Xiong Yuting, and made the tripartite confrontation possible. Later, they got rid of the three branches, and truly took control of the court...

A series of events can be clearly seen in his mind. Wu Chong has great trust in himself, absolute trust, and the honor and favor given to him is also the most important in the history of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, unprecedented. He believes that there should be no one to come after!
To be honest, he really regarded Wu Chong as his master!

What's more, they are friends!
Now, Wu Chong's body has reached the verge of collapse, and he even started to make arrangements for his funeral. There is an indescribable grief and confusion in his heart...

In this great week, without Wu Chong, what should he do?
"Hey……"

"This matter is still far away, the most urgent task is to calm the rivers and lakes!"

"Also, please return King Wei and King Yu to the capital!"

After pondering for a moment, Su Hanyun strode away from the Hall of Mental Cultivation. A young eunuch wanted to accompany him. Su Hanyun immediately retreated. His thin, white-haired figure seemed a little alone...

(End of this chapter)