The man was about to say anything, but he saw someone struggling to squeeze in, and said anxiously: "Your Highness! Your Highness!"

Whoever spoke out was not Hou Qiyun.

In just a short period of time, Hou Qiyun has aged a lot.

He had never shaved his face, so his beard grew uncontrollably. He looked haggard and looked a little pitiful.

The anxious look on his face at this time seemed to be even stronger than when the grain and grass were flooded by the flood.

King Xuan looked down at him coldly, not letting him go.

Hou Qiyun couldn't hold it anymore and said loudly: "The King of Wei...His Royal Highness the King of Wei, he...he is dead!"

King Xuan's thoughts changed and he asked: "Where did you get the news?"

Hou Qiyun could no longer hide it and choked up: "It was the assistant officer beside King Wei, the eldest brother of the princess... He escaped from death and came back to retaliate."

"What?" Xue Qingyin lost her composure for a moment.

King Xuan frowned and held Xue Qingyin's hand.
Chapter completed!