Chapter 652 (1/2)

In other words, on the day of wine warming, Xie Heng and others managed to bring all the ministers of the Western Chu state under their command, and immediately rushed to the emperor's bedroom hall when they got off the phoenix platform.

Wen Jiu didn't feel anything at first. After taking a few steps, he realized that his legs were soft.

She couldn't move. She couldn't help but step slightly. She grabbed Xie Heng's sleeve and whispered, ”Xie Dongfeng.”

”What's the matter?” Xie Heng quickly looked down at her and asked nervously, ”but I'm not feeling well?”

Warm wine was attached to his ear and whispered, ”I can't walk any more.”

She said in a lighter voice, ”do you think Murong yuan was so angry with me?”

Xie Heng's eyes moved slightly. When she was about to pick her up, she went to the bedroom hall and said, ”Murong yuan's fate is exhausted. Even if you don't say or do anything, he will die.”

Wen Jiu thought for a while and whispered to him, ”if only he would die later.”

Xie Heng smelled the speech and was puzzled in his eyes, ”huh?”

Wen Jiu almost said to himself, ”I still want to ask him if I don't regret it.”

In fact, asking such a question is of no use except to make Murong yuan more angry, but ah Jiu can't figure it out.

Murongyuan provoked countless women in her life, but in order not to face Anjing's death, she let others persecute her own daughter, resulting in her previous life in Changping County.

Did the father ever feel half guilty?

Xie Heng didn't hear what she said, but he felt that her mood was difficult to calm.

”Good wine.” so he coaxed her with a warm voice, bowed his head and kissed the tip of her nose. ”Being a husband is your closest relative in the future. I will live in the same bed and die in the same cave with you. As for others, it's a thing of the past.”

Warm wine eyes looked at him like ink, and nodded obediently.

When people die, Murong yuan's passing clouds are almost gone.

Wenjiu couldn't care about anything with him, but Murong yuan was her biological father anyway. Even if there was no father daughter relationship, the blood relatives were cut off constantly. What's more, Wenjiu took over his throne and took such a big western Chu as a dowry. How could he help him collect his body.

When they arrived at the emperor's bedroom, they saw the servants kneeling in front of the court, all crying in a low voice.

Murong yuan, dressed in Imperial clothes, fell in front of the hall door. His eyes were closed, but there was no breath. After the bloody fake an, Murong yuan was also dead, but his hands still held his waist tightly.

The two have pretended to be a loving couple for more than 20 years. Now they even die in one place. It can be regarded as a beginning and an end.

Rong Sheng, standing under the magnolia tree, looked at Murong yuan, who was already out of breath, and didn't look away for a long time.

”See your majesty, empress Yan.”

Rong Sheng didn't look back until the servants in the palace in front of the hall saluted Wen Jiu and Xie Heng.

The national master was quite immortal today. When he saw warm wine coming down from Xie Heng, he said with a smile: ”you're late. Murong yuan's foundation is too bad. He died before long.”

Wen Jiu didn't like his expression most. He immediately crossed him and went to Murong yuan's body. He looked at the father who hadn't said a few words with her and had not eaten a few meals together.

Murong yuan always looked gentle and looked very young with a smile. Now he was dead and silent. Wen Jiu found that he was actually old.

”I didn't catch up either.” when Rong Sheng said this, he looked quite a pity. He stood on the side of Wen Jiushen and said, ”I wanted to see him spit more blood and export evil Qi for our master. This man is very cunning. He broke his breath before we came.”

Wen Jiu raised his eyes and looked at Rong Sheng, ”if you want to kill him, why did you go? Why do you have to fight for this moment?”