Before the eunuch handed the imperial edict to Song Yan, someone questioned: "Impossible, the emperor always valued the prince. Some time ago, the emperor also made the prince familiar with the government. How could he suddenly become a good king?

"

As soon as he finished speaking, doubts arose one after another.

These people usually try to please the prince and are always sarcastic towards the wise king.

Now that the wise king is on the throne, it will definitely be detrimental to them.

Who would have thought that Sick Yangzi, who usually doesn't fight or fight and needs herbs to stay alive for everything he does, would become the new emperor.

"There must be something fishy in this, Eunuch Zhou, did you replace the edict?"

Cold sweat broke out on the eunuch's forehead. He had laughed at the wise king before, but now the edict was in the late emperor's handwriting, and even the seal was genuine.

How could this be false?

The eunuch said: "If you don't believe it, do you think this edict is true or false?"

After he finished speaking, someone took the edict from his hand and confirmed that it was indeed the late emperor's handwriting and had a seal.

It can't be fake.

The minister holding the imperial edict turned pale, flopped on his knees, and trembled with fear. The imperial edict in his hand suddenly turned into a hot potato.

At this time, Qi Zian, who had been silent all this time, took the lead in kneeling down and said: "I see you, Your Majesty, long live my Emperor..."

His firm voice instantly made others agree to welcome the new emperor.

Suddenly, the whole palace resounded with the sound of "Long live".

Xie Shizhu froze on the spot, and everyone was confused.

After passing the place just now, she could tell that Qi Zian was from Song Yan, but didn't Qi Zian always follow the prince?

After welcoming the emperor, Xie Shizhu saw these courtiers prostrate on the ground, kowtowed to her, and said respectfully: "I join the Queen, may the Queen be blessed..."

The system was stunned: [Host, awesome!]

The malicious value suddenly dropped to 50.

The most talked about thing in the system is how awesome it is. Xie Shizhu has become accustomed to it with his ears ringing.

The system asked again: [Host, how come it dropped so much!!]

Xie Shizhu said calmly: "Didn't the original owner want to be the queen?"

The system suddenly realized that, yes, the original intention was to become the queen, and then use this status to complete the mission of Beimo.

At this moment, Song Wenyan was kneeling on the ground, staring at the ground, shock flashed in his eyes, and was soon replaced by a sense of reluctance.

He solved so many troubles, the only one he forgot was Song Yan.

Song Wenyan suddenly raised his eyes, staring closely at the frail and sick prince.

At this moment, Song Yan was a completely different person. His eyes had long lost the cowardice in the past and he was very calm.

It's obviously the same face, but it seems like a different person.

*

Inexplicably, Xie Shizhu became the queen, and she moved into the palace from the dilapidated palace.

But after Song Yan became the emperor, it meant having a concubine and giving birth to a dragon heir to inherit the mantle.

Xie Shizhu looked at the luxurious and wealthy Shaole Palace, raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said to the system: "The real show is about to begin."

The system suddenly became excited: [The host will always be a god.]

She never wanted the queenship.

Hearing this, the system was stunned and asked: [Host, what do you want?]

Xie Shizhu thought for a long time and did not respond to the system's words.

From the very beginning, she used Bei Mo's unique and reassuring jasmine sachet to make Song Yan lower his guard, which made him feel addicted.

These are just within her plan.

If he could seduce Song Wenyan, he could naturally melt Song Yan's iceberg heart.

The system was stunned: […] Terrible woman.

*

After the emperor died, the coffin was placed in the mourning hall, where the late emperor's children and ministers kept vigil every day and night.

According to the regulations of the Yan Kingdom, after the late emperor is buried one month later, these concubines must enter the tomb with the late emperor.

That is, burial.

In the past few days, nearly twenty of the late emperor's concubines were living in fear, and some of them ended their lives prematurely.

It's better than dying of lack of oxygen in a tomb or being given poisoned wine.

*

Song Yan is keeping watch tonight, which is what he himself requested.

According to his current status as the emperor, he did not need to keep any mourning at all, but he still wore a plain white robe and linen and knelt in the mourning hall with mourning.

When this incident reached the ears of other officials, they were full of surprise.

After all, when the late emperor was still alive, he was the one who was least favored, but after the late emperor passed away, he was the only one who took the initiative to keep vigil at his grave without any complaints.

On the contrary, the prince was depressed and drank all day long, completely forgetting the late emperor's favor.

What Song Yan wanted was this effect. He was a very powerful person, and even if he ascended the throne, no one would be allowed to have any objections to his becoming emperor.

Xie Shizhu was also dressed in mourning clothes, with his black hair held up by a hairpin, his face plain, not rouged, and his body exuding gentleness.

She slowly came in from the outside, followed by several palace maids, holding plates with delicate pastries in both hands.

Xie Shizhu came to Song Yan's side without any haste. After saluting him, he gestured with one hand: "Your Majesty, it's already late at night. Eat some cakes, and I'll accompany you to the vigil."

Song Yan's thin lips curled up slightly and said softly: "Okay."

Several palace maids who were kneeling on the ground slowly got up, placed the plates in their hands on the table on one side of the mourning hall, saluted again, turned around and left from the mourning hall.

As soon as they left, Song Yan asked the other maids and eunuchs in the mourning hall to exit.

In an instant, only the two of them and the late emperor in the coffin were left in the entire mourning hall.

There was a strong wind outside, the leaves rustled in the strong wind, and the white lantern hanging at the entrance of the mourning hall was suddenly blown out by the wind.

Only a white candle in the mourning hall flickered.

Xie Shizhu walked to him, glanced at him, and knelt beside him.

Song Yan turned his head, his eyes were deep, and he stared at her quietly for a long time, and suddenly said casually: "Queen, go back to bed, just leave me here alone."

Xie Shizhu was afraid of this kind of wake-up scene, so he hesitated for a moment and didn't say anything polite.

She stood up from the ground and asked him to remember to eat something before leaving, her eyes full of worry.

Under her gaze, Song Yan's lips curved gently.

Xie Shizhu raised her feet and walked out of the mourning hall. Song Yan looked at her back, and his originally gentle face became cold and gloomy.

He stood up quickly and closed the door of the mourning hall.

After moving from the palace to the palace, Song Yan changed the location of the transaction to this mourning hall.

After a while, a pigeon flew in from outside, flapped its wings, and landed on his shoulder.

Song Yan took off the pigeon and thought, this is the last time.

As long as this is over, he will no longer have the identity of an assassin.

Song Yan took out the note from the pigeon and spread it out with his slender fingertips. The words on it made him frown.

Song Yan never thought that his last mission would be to kill Xie Shizhu for a reward of one hundred thousand taels of gold.

He burned the note and stared deeply into the flames.

I thought to myself, who wants Xie Shizhu’s life?

*

Outside, Xie Shizhu walked straight to his palace after leaving the mourning hall.

On the way, she felt a shadow behind her that was lengthened by the moonlight.

She swallowed her saliva and looked back, but saw nothing.

Thinking that the late emperor had just died, her back stiffened.

Just when he was about to run away, the footsteps behind him got closer and closer, and Xie Shizhu's face turned pale.
Chapter completed!