Chapter 426: Fly away (finale)

Author: Fragrance is all over the world

Chapter 426: Fly away (finale)

In the palace, Li Fuquan was concentrating on grinding the priceless ink sticks, but suddenly he noticed that the emperor beside him was breathing heavier and heavier.

Such rapid breathing was not a good sign. Li Fuquan glanced at the emperor worriedly, and this sight almost scared him out of his mind.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, what's wrong with you!"

The emperor, who had gray hair on his temples, was now cyanotic, and his lips were purple and black, as if he had been poisoned. What was even more shocking was that the emperor's eyes seemed to be protruding due to poor breathing, and it seemed that he had a heart attack.

Question, the old emperor was holding his chest with a painful expression.

He was speechless, and the emperor's hands were frozen in a convulsive posture.

"Someone, come quickly! Someone, come quickly -"

Li Fuquan also realized that something was wrong with the emperor. He stumbled out the door as if he had seen a ghost, shouting anxiously.

"Go and ask for the royal doctor!"

Grabbing a person casually, Li Fuquan said hurriedly, "The emperor is suddenly suffering from a serious illness, please go and ask for the imperial doctor!"

Dusk is closing, and the last ray of light in the sky has fallen below the horizon.

In the General's Mansion, Pei Mo and Murong Qing were having dinner. For some unknown reason, neither of them could cheer up, even though the dining table in front of them was filled with delicacies on jade plates.

At this moment, a deep and penetrating bell sounded.

"Dong——dong——"

Hearing the dull sound of the bell, Pei Mo's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and Murong Qing was also stunned. The two of them looked at each other, clearly seeing the disbelief in each other's eyes.

Because there is only one thing in Dashun that can ring the big bell hanging on the corner tower of the capital.

Because this is the Death Dragon Bell.

"Your Majesty, has he passed away?"

Murong Qing spoke, stood up and looked towards the sky outside the hall, her heart sank suddenly, she would rather believe that she heard wrongly.

Pei Mo stood up and stood behind her, looking up at the sky together. In Dashun, every time an emperor dies, all the pigeons raised in the palace will be released. So just by looking at the pigeons, you can know whether the emperor is really flying.

collapsed.

The Dragon Death Bell was still ringing, and after a while, the first pigeon fluttered its wings and appeared in their field of vision, followed by the second, and the third...

"Crash-"

Pei Mo seemed to be able to hear the sound of pigeons flapping their wings. His face was frozen and he couldn't tell what he was feeling.

It can't be said that I feel uncomfortable, but I feel relieved, and I can't say that I feel relaxed. There seems to be a crack in my heart.

Murong Qing murmured, "But didn't the Emperor send someone here this afternoon?"

Pei Mo's lips moved slightly, and he couldn't tell whether the emperor sent someone here in the afternoon to see if he was really sick, or whether the emperor wanted to see him for the last time.

The feeling of losing something arose spontaneously, Pei Mo hugged Murong Qing from behind.

Feeling the heat coming from behind, Murong Qing stopped talking and just stretched out his hand to gently touch Pei Mo's big palm.

When the lanterns were hung all over the general's palace, the mourners from the palace came. Pei Mo had already changed into mourning clothes and followed the eunuch into the palace to worship.

That night, the ministers of the court, the concubines, princes and princesses were all present. It was not until he saw the coffin in front of him that Pei Mo believed that the emperor was really dead.

"How did the emperor die?"

He lowered his voice and asked Li Fuquan beside him.

"He was so anxious that he became ill from overwork over the past month. The emperor suffered from a heart attack and passed away before he could recover."

No one expected that the emperor, who had escaped assassination by enemy assassins, poisoning by the second prince, and escaped many dangers, would actually succumb to heart disease.

Soon everyone arrived, the eunuch sang a mourning ceremony, and Pei Mo respectfully offered three sticks of incense to the emperor. Behind him stood King Yi. Although his back hurt, King Yi still came. He looked at Pei Mo with a look in his eyes.

concern.

I just hope that this kid Pei Mo can be more open-minded.

Facts have proved that King Yi's worries were unnecessary. Pei Mo was not too sad. He offered incense to the emperor and had fulfilled his filial piety as a son. He had always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges, so it was really rare for him to let go of his hatred.

Pei Mo is a human being, and he really cannot be as happy or sad as a god. Hate is hate, and resentment is resentment. Unless he takes revenge, only time can eliminate his resentment.

Although the emperor was his biological father, to Pei Mo, he had repaid the debt of his life by protecting his family and country for more than ten years.

The past drifts with the wind, like smoke and fog.

In the morning, Murong Qing was woken up by a jolt. She opened her eyes in a daze and looked at the not-so-spacious carriage. Her brain went blank for a short time.

A familiar deep voice sounded in her ears, "Are you awake?"

Murong Qing tilted his head and found Pei Mo beside him flipping through a yellowed book, "General, why are we on the carriage?"

She could clearly hear the sound of horse hooves outside. Where were they?

Murong Qing stood up and opened the curtain on the side and looked around. He saw an endless green forest outside.

"We are leaving the capital!"

Murong Qing cheered, smiled happily, and even stretched half of his body out of the small window.

"Wow!"

She looked at the scenery around her like a child and marveled.

Ruyan and Wuyi, who were riding horses in front, turned around and couldn't help but smile when they saw her cheering.

After seeing enough of the scenery outside, Murong Qing returned to the carriage and looked at Pei Mo intently, "General, are we flying away?"

Pei Mo smiled lightly, "Madam, you should call me your husband."

Murong Qing smiled silently, "Mr. sir?"

"Eh."

"Ms. sir!"

"I am here."

A burst of joyful laughter came from the carriage. Liu Shen looked back at the carriage, his wrinkled face beaming with joy.

From then on, the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap.

In the 82nd year of Dashun, the emperor died, and the fifth prince Sheng Xiumin succeeded to the throne, changing the name of the country to "You". In the same year, the general of the Zhenguo resigned, King Yi lived in seclusion, and the King of the Southern Territory disbanded his troops and returned to his fields.

The former minister of Dali Temple was promoted to regent, assisting the new emperor, who was only fifteen years old, in running the government.

A year later, another major event occurred in the capital, that is, the father-in-law Li Fuquan, who had served two generations of emperors, was smiling.

On the day when the father-in-law was buried, many sky lanterns were lit over the imperial city.

In Xiguan, Fang Jing sighed after receiving the news and said to Fang Anren beside him, "Let's light a sky lantern tonight."

Fang Anren, who was teasing the child, responded, "Okay daddy."

It turned out that as early as half a year ago, when the new emperor was firmly on the throne, King Yi and his wife lived in seclusion in Xiguan. At this time, Yan Ru happened to be giving birth, and their Fang family was finally reunited.

At this moment, a soldier broke into the room. He gasped and said, "Oh no, Commander, a team of people is coming to our checkpoint. Go and have a look!"

Because not long after the new emperor took office, there would always be barbarians who wanted to provoke Dayou's border passes, and Xiguan was no exception. Fang Anren thought it was an intrusion from a foreign enemy, and went out for weapons without thinking.

When he stood on the city wall and saw the person coming, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Brother Pei? Is it you, Brother Pei!"

Under the city wall, Pei Mo, who was tall and graceful, was holding the horse, and immediately came Murong Qing, who was smiling brightly.

After a year apart, they met again.
Chapter completed!