Seeing this, Yang Rui suddenly felt a little guilty.
The three of them looked at each other, and then were about to leave, when many palace maids and attendants were hurrying in the direction of the palace from all directions.
"What's going on?"
asked Yang Rui.
The maid at the head stopped one of the trotting maids and hurriedly asked, "Xiaohong, is there something wrong in the palace?"
"The king's illness is getting worse, all the palace maids and maids are on standby, you should hurry up, otherwise you will be late to go, be careful of being punished" Xiaohong hurriedly ran away again.
"The king is seriously ill" When the third daughter heard this, she immediately panicked, "Childe, let's go first."
The three hurriedly said goodbye to Yang Rui.
"Go, go, go."
Yang Rui waved his hand at the three of them. took out the cheeky pack of cigarettes from others from his pocket, shook one of them, lit them unhurriedly, and then swallowed the clouds: "Good show, are you going to start?"
” "Oh no, no, the queen fainted" "Passing on the Imperial Doctor, Passing on the Imperial Doctor" The people in the palace were panicked, and everyone was in chaos.
"The princess died early, the king was seriously ill, and the queen fainted again, this day is going to change, and Zhuo Sang is going to be in danger."
A Zhuosang minister waved his sleeves in regret and hurried towards the palace.
"The king can't have anything to do, now Zhuo Sang can't do without him" Another old minister went straight to the palace with regret.
Inside and outside the palace, it was already a mess at this time.
In the deep palace garden, when he learned that the king was seriously ill, An Linghou's brows furrowed slightly, and under his seat, Leng Peng, Shen Taixu and Ye Bingqing were all there.
"This king is seriously ill, it is a good thing for Hou Ye, why is Hou Ye sad" Shen Taixu said.
"Could it be that the Hou Ye is afraid of Hu Chier," Leng Peng on the side also spoke.
"Young Master Leng, I'm too worried, how can I, Herke, be afraid of a reckless man."
Herke frowned and said, "If the king is really seriously ill, I will naturally be happy, but I am worried that there are other strange things in this." ” "Hehe, I said that the Hou Ye is really worried, the princess is dead, the old king was already seriously ill, and now he is sick, it is normal, besides, he is not sick, a king without military power, what is there to fear" "Hopefully, I'll be too worried."
Herke said, but he had some doubts in his heart, his old brother Norkerman, he still knew quite well, and he was able to govern Zhuo Sang in an orderly manner for decades, in addition to his high prestige, he also had the means.
In another annex, Huchir almost jumped out of his chair with joy when he heard that Northman was seriously ill.
"What do you think" Huchier smiled and looked at the four people seated, led by a woman in red, extremely beautiful, bewitching like a fire with an extreme coldness.
"In my opinion, this is a God-given opportunity, and the general might as well uphold the will of heaven," the young man smiled.
"I think too, the old king is already old and decrepit, and now the princess has died early, I'm afraid I won't be able to support it for two days."
"It seems that we are going to congratulate the general on his ascension to the throne."
"Hahahaha, borrow a few auspicious words, wait for me to ascend to a high position, a few of them are my guests on the throne of Zhuosang, whatever you want, this king will agree" Huchier laughed.
The woman in red frowned, "Don't be too happy too soon.
She said coldly.
"Oh, if the fairy has any concerns, you might as well say it," a few people said.
"What's going on on the other side?"
asked the woman in red.
"Someone," Huchier shouted outside the door, and in an instant, an attendant hurried in from outside the door.
"What's going on over there?"
"Back to the general, An Linghou has just gone out of the other garden, and it seems that he is heading in the direction of the palace."
"This guy, I don't usually see him so active, Brother Wang is seriously ill, he runs faster than a rabbit" Huchier sneered and disdainful, "A few people take a break, I will go to the palace to face the saint first, I can't let this insidious guy take the lead" As he spoke, Huchier strode out of the garden.
The king went to the palace, inside and out, the palace maids were busy, and all the ministers were waiting in front of the palace.
"Lero, how is the king's condition" As soon as the imperial doctor came out, a group of ministers rushed forward to surround him.
"Alas" Lero sighed heavily, "The king is sick and anxious, and I am afraid that he will not be able to return to the sky this time."
"There's really no way to do anything?"
"I have no way, wait for them to come out, and then discuss and see if we can find a way to extend the king's life."
Lero shook his head, his words like a needle in the hearts of the old ministers.
"Heaven is unfair, unfair" An old minister was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Throughout the palace, there were constant lamentations.
"It's messy, it's completely messed up" An old minister looked gloomy, his face was like ashes, and he sat directly on the ground in decadence.
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Herke came, followed by several important ministers, and when the old ministers saw this, they all looked at them coldly, and these old ministers who came to visit were all loyal ministers of Zhuo Sang "Zhuo Sang's worries lie inside, not outside, and today, it's all caused by traitors," a loyal minister reprimanded, his eyes pointing at Herke.
"How is the king?"
asked the maid.
"How is the condition Herke, don't you know" "In the whole country, there are not enough external troubles, only internal worries, now it's okay, your goal has been achieved" "Herke, your goal has been achieved, Zhuo Sang is in danger, Zhuo Sang is in danger" Ahem, poof This is a generation of old ministers, loyal to Zhuo Sang Seeing this, Herke's expression was calm, and he did not have the same knowledge as them, although these old ministers were old, they still had a lot of prestige.
"Go back to the Hou Ye, the king will send you in."
An attendant walked out of the dormitory and said respectfully to Herke.
"Yes, Herke, cough cough" Norcoman was extremely weak, his face was pale, his voice was hoarse and weak, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood in one mouth.
Herke saw it in his eyes, and the doubts in his heart were also dispelled.
"Brother Wang, it's me" Herke hurriedly stepped forward, "Your illness alas" "Brother Wang, take care of your health, Manly's matter, I am also heartbroken, but you must not fall" Herke said: "Don't worry, I've caught the group of thieves who assassinated Manli, and I'll let them delay in a few days."
Hearing this, Norkerman stretched out his trembling hand and grabbed Herke's hand, "Second brother, you have a heart" "Brother Wang's illness, you and I are both clear, my body has lasted for decades, and now it has reached its limit."
A weak voice, so small that only two people could hear it.
"Brother Wang, Brother Wang" At this moment, a mournful voice came from outside the palace, and Huchier rushed in from outside the palace with a crying voice.
"Brother Wang, you suddenly, what's the matter" He threw himself in front of the bed, pushed Herke away, and grabbed Norkman's hand tightly, snot like tears.
"Huchier, you're here too."
There was a weak voice, intermittent.
"Here, here, Brother Wang, you can't have anything to do," Huchier cried, tears streaming down his face.
Seeing this, Herke's face twitched, his fists clenched, and his brows wrinkled together.
Not far away, Dawa and Qilu looked at each other coldly: Hmph, it's really better than a play: