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When the emperor was on his way to visit the seventh prince, he was killed by the seventh prince's remnants, killed by those vile and disorderly officials. This news immediately spread throughout the entire imperial palace.

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In one night, Feng Qing Cheng arrested all of the Seventh Prince's subordinates. There were a total of 23 officials, and they were dealt with according to different laws. The family was in exile for a thousand miles, while the servants and girls sold into the brothels. The men sold. The news of the Emperor's death that had accompanied it throughout the night had caused panic in the hearts of the people, causing everyone to feel insecure.

The commoners shut their doors tightly. Listening to the wails and screams outside, their hearts were torn and their lungs were torn. Torches were like flaming snakes as they roamed the various alleyway and mansions! This was going to change the weather … Only when dawn broke did the outside world become quiet.

The commoners left their homes less often and did not dare to walk through the streets, afraid that they would be implicated! The dancing and singing shops were also shut down, and the brothels were in charge … Most of the Wind Nation was silent. There were bloodstains all over the road, blending well with learning. How could there be a court in the palace without the emperor?

The palace guards quickly covered the entire palace with white silk, making it hard to distinguish them from the falling snow. The harem was the most bustling place, and the women were all crying as they surrounded them. They were all concubines that had never been pregnant before, and with Feng Qing Cheng's words, all fifteen of them, of all sizes, died with him!

The youngest was fifteen years old, who had just entered the palace this year to be pampered; the oldest was about thirty, and it was here that he faced peace.

A few expressionless guards surrounded them with spears in their hands, waiting for orders. A short, fat man walked in. His lustful eyes glanced at his concubines, and with a poke of his plump hand, he saw an elder trying to curry favor with him. "Eunuch, is two hours enough?"

"Enough, enough …" The fat man hurriedly nodded and ordered his men, "All of you go down. I heard that there's a partner of the Seventh Prince here. Pah! Nonsense, the Seventh Prince!"

"..." "Yes." The leader of the soldiers listened to every single one of their words and brought his men out with a slight hesitation. Not long after, the sound of men's breathing and the screams of women could be heard. Two hours later, the guard was led in and found that all fifteen women were naked. The older ones had died from colliding with the wall, and some of the women trembled as they said, "As long as you let us go, we will do anything!"

Right now, the palace was truly in chaos. It was not a problem to quietly live a few more people. The imperial concubines were all exceptionally beautiful, and now that they were asked about survival, they could do anything. A trace of pity and sympathy flashed in the leader's eyes. Like their hands, their subordinates immediately stabbed them to death.

They all said that the palace was good, but it could turn a girl into a phoenix overnight … He walked to the side room and saw the chunky man lying on the bed with a satisfied smile on his face. As if he was resting, as if he was faking sleep, he walked over and stabbed him to death when he caught him off guard. The man opened his eyes wide and stared at the ice blade on his abdomen. He stared at the person in disbelief. "You …"

"Bastard!"

"Ahh!" The eunuch screamed, "You! You actually killed …"

"Kill who? "This is the work of a bandit, it has nothing to do with me."

"Pu!" The eunuch glared at his abdomen. The ice blade flew over and pierced through his body …

"Withdraw." The man shouted and looked towards the sky, hoping that the future emperor of the Wind Nation would not be so lustful. At this moment, what should have been a magnificent and magnificent meeting hall was now a scene of solemn and dignified decorations. As for the things that the late emperor loved, they had all been removed and replaced with solemn and solemn white lotuses.

Feng Qing Cheng, dressed in all black robes, sat in the main hall. He coldly glanced at the people around him. 's jet-black robe fluttered in the breeze as if she was performing a grand elegiac song.

Feng Qing Cheng raised his eyebrows, like a full moon, no one knew what he was thinking about.

"This old official has the gall to say that the country cannot afford to lose a ruler, and to invite the fourth prince to ascend to the throne." A official said. He was Feng Qing Cheng's trusted aide. After hearing this, Feng Qing Cheng gently raised the corner of his eyes, his pitch black pupils becoming indifferent.

"The last wish of the late king was also to ascend to the throne as everyone wished." Another official tactfully stood out, wanting to win Feng Qing Cheng's favor. Towards them, the ministers of Feng Qing Cheng's bloodline already knew the outcome, so there was no need for them to act.

Seeing Feng Qing Cheng's silence, all the ministers spoke in unison, "Fourth Prince, please ascend the throne."

said as he sat down on the ground, "royal father has only left now. As this son of yours, ascending the throne right now is truly an unfilial act. Let's talk about it after royal father's funeral."

"Yes." The ministers seconded. The court ministers silently left. The eunuchs and palace maids cast a glance at each other before they left as well. The night was slightly cold, and the snow was melting bit by bit. The late emperor stopped in his sleeping quarters, and the guards stood by his side day and night.

There were too many things that needed to be handed over after a new dragon robe had been tied up overnight. After spending an entire night worth of papers, Feng Qing Cheng's eyes were still as sharp as the stars.

According to the old rules, the late emperor's corpse must be suspended for 999 hours, which meant that it had returned to the same body. It was a good thing that he could release it today. Feng Qing Cheng did not look at the cold corpse anymore. The past would pass, and if he looked too long, his face would become like a midnight nightmare.

Unknowingly, the snow had stopped falling and the cold air had followed it. Wearing a long robe that carried a bit of the scent of ink, Feng Qing Cheng stepped on the snow and everything that happened yesterday seemed like a lifetime ago. Feng Qing Cheng stood with his hands behind his back.

"So what if you have obtained mountains and rivers? This myriad of beautiful flowers only lasted for an instant." In the distant horizon, her face could vaguely be seen. It was the face of the woman that he had been yearning for day and night.

Men are ridiculous, love rivers and mountains, love beauties even more. If no one disturbed him, he would probably stand here for a long time, until a soft cry escaped his lips.

"Fourth Prince, the Daoist has been waiting for a long time." It was the duckling eunuch.

Only then did Feng Qing Cheng wave her sleeves, and looked longingly at the horizon, in her mind still reflecting her peerless beauty.

Since the Ancient Emperor's Tomb, it had usually been built when he ascended the throne. The late Emperor's Tomb was still under construction, so he had no choice but to be hastily buried. There were many things to be paid attention to when the Emperor was buried.

The Daoist priest in charge of the emperor's burial was also invited. The old man with long, white hair knew that he had reached the end of his life and felt like he had transcended the mundane world.