Chapter 330 (2/2)

But she didn't know that her son died. The people who loved the Wu Emperor were spontaneously mourning for the emperor.

After a while, long Haiqiong saw a group of young people wearing white hats, crying and running to Jianye. She shouted, ”my emperor, why are you dead? What shall we do if you die?”

Long Haiqiong was surprised, flew over quickly, grabbed a young man and shouted, ”what did you just say?”

The young man was startled. Seeing that it was a beautiful woman, he said angrily, ”loosen up. I'm in a hurry to build a business.”

Long Haiqiong asked hurriedly, ”did you just say that the emperor is dead? Isn't he about to get married? How can he die?”

Seeing her panic, the young man couldn't help feeling that she was a fellow traveler, so he said sadly, ”you don't know, a gang of criminals disguised themselves into the Wu Palace last night and killed our emperor in public.”

Long Haiqiong burst into tears and cried, ”I don't believe it!”

Regardless of anything else, she jumped into the air and turned into a dragon. With a thunderbolt, she flew to the Wu palace.

The pedestrians on the road fell to the ground in fear.

Jiang Xiangzhen sighed and hurried to catch up.

Long Haiqiong flew over the Wu palace and shouted, ”where is my son?”

She shouted, but didn't hear a response. She looked down. The palace was full of white cloth curtains. Everyone wore filial piety and cried loudly.

Long Haiqiong was so frightened that she didn't dare to look down with her divine knowledge. She didn't dare to fly down.

A Taoist who protected the emperor saw the dragon in the air and heard the cry. He guessed that Longhai Qiong was coming.

He flew up and said with tears, ”but master Longhai qionglong?”

Longhai Qiong asked in a trembling voice, ”who is dead in the palace?”

The Taoist sighed, ”the emperor died unfortunately.”

With a cry of pain, Longhai Qiong fell to the ground and smashed a palace.

The Taoist priest couldn't help crying again.

When Jiang Xiangzhen arrived and saw something strange in the palace, he immediately swept it with divine knowledge. He found his fainting wife and the emperor in the golden coffin.

Jiang Xiangzhen shook his head and felt a little sad.

He flew down and woke his wife.

Long Haiqiong ran to the golden coffin and looked at her son's body. She couldn't help crying.

Jiang Xiangzhen sighed and asked the Taoist priest guarding the spirit: ”how did the emperor die?”

The Taoists sighed and said something to me, melancholy, about what happened last night.

Jiang Xiangzhen was a little confused. He thought for a moment and said, ”you mean that the ancestors of the Chu family forced the future queen to kill the emperor. The emperor automatically died under the Queen's sword, and then the Chu family took the queen?”

The leading Taoist nodded and said, ”that's it!”

Long Haiqiong stopped crying immediately and begged, ”husband, my son is dead. You have to help me take revenge!”

Jiang Xiangzhen nodded painfully, but he couldn't bear to see his wife's poor appearance. He sighed, ”well, let's catch up and have a look.”

Long Haiqiong clenched her teeth and said, ”OK! If you dare to kill my son, I will avenge snow and hate. This revenge will not be shared!”

Jiang Xiangzhen had no such desire for revenge as long Haiqiong, but he had to promise in the face of his newly married wife.

To be honest, Wu Qingde doesn't have a deep relationship with him. He doesn't like Wu Qingde.

The Taoist priest in charge was eager for their help and hurriedly said, ”our father Jing is taking people to hunt down the Chu family. How about I contact you?”

Long Haiqiong nodded hurriedly.

After a while, he contacted Mr. Jing, and long Haiqiong took her husband to chase him.