goddess above

Chapter 1493 King Rong passed away
Jing Yu tidied it up carefully for him, put the red money ring on him, and smiled at him.

"You're not mine alone anymore."

Different from her relaxedness, Ming Huai's face was full of seriousness, he raised his hand to caress her face, and pulled her into his arms.

"What nonsense?"

There are still many maids waiting on the side, Jing Yu is a little embarrassed: "From now on, what you have to bear is not our mother and four, but the entire Rong clan, of course it will not be me alone."

"But it will always be you here." He deliberately put in a little more effort, and he let go only after Jing Yu was strangled: "Go and change your clothes, we'll go."

"Today is your highlight, and it's enough for me to be a supporting role."

Ming Huai refused: "I have known you for more than ten years, and we have supported each other all the way to this day. Naturally, you should stand side by side with me. Be obedient, change your clothes, and let's go together."

When he suddenly mentioned more than ten years, Jing Yu was a little dazed.

Since marrying him, he has followed his promise to keep her away from intrigues and make her feel at ease as a husband and son.

Although it is unavoidable to use my brain in the middle, the life is indeed much more stable and comfortable than before.

There have been too many peaceful days, so that Jing Yu even forgot the year and month, if he hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that he had married into the Rong family for more than five years.

Being urged by him to change into Wangfei's clothes, Ming Huai clasped her hand and went out with her.

Their big wedding back then was grand enough, but today's ascension to the throne is even more solemn and lively.

The new king came to the throne, and the grassland herdsmen all came to congratulate him.

King Rong sat under the altar, watching Ming Huai burn incense and pray to heaven under the guidance of the great witch doctor, a smile appeared in his cloudy eyes.

In the evening, the lively dinner that was supposed to be held was cancelled.

Minghuai Jingyujin clan and their children were all guarding in front of King Rong's bed, and the great witch doctor and all the patriarchs were also crowded in the room.

King Rong inhaled less and exhaled more, staring blankly at the top of the tent, unable to say anything.

Ming Huai knelt beside the bed, clenched his cheeks tightly, his eyes were flushed.

His time is approaching, and there is no cure for the medicine stone.

King Rong looked at Jin Shi with great effort, and pointed his finger at her, which he could no longer stretch. Ming Huai followed the guidance and looked at the indifferent Jin Shi, somewhat confused about King Rong's meaning.

Jing Yu was also puzzled, could it be that King Rong wants them to treat the Jin family well?

It was like blowing bubbles in King Rong's throat. Only when a bubble burst could he utter a word: "Kill her."

As soon as the words came out, Ming Huai and Jing Yu were both stunned, while Jin smiled sadly.

The great witch doctor had been prepared for a long time, and with a wave of his hand, Jin was dragged down.

Ming Huai and Jing Yu looked at each other, but they didn't understand what was going on. He wanted to ask, but Jing Yu stopped him.

King Rong insisted on killing the Jin family before he left. There must be a reason for him. The great witch doctor executed the order so neatly, and he must know the inside story. If you want to know the reason, just ask the great witch doctor.

Jin was dragged away, and Lu Muda, who was kneeling by the bed, just glanced at it lightly, without any emotion in his eyes, not calm like a child.

King Rong held on, his breath was already weak, but he refused to close his eyes, looking at the top of the tent, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

Ming Huai knelt down with his head bowed, his hands on his knees clenched into fists, trying his best to endure the grief.

The big witch doctor trotted in and knelt down: "Mr. Jin has already been executed."

This sentence was like a needle that directly pierced the King Rong who was holding on.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his face was calm, and his eyes that were trying to open wide were closed safely.

(End of this chapter)