Helanjiu is truly a genius who appeared in Nanyue in a century. Even if he has become that way, he will not leave any gap for them.

"Since you don't have to read it, I'm welcome."

Feng Wuyou's voice suddenly turned sharp: "When the emperor passed away, he should naturally give priority to the emperor's grand ceremony. No matter what, he will wait for the emperor to talk about it later."

After saying that, he turned around and looked like he was about to leave.

But... I was called again.

"Princess of the Country!"

The one who called Feng Wuyou was Helanqi.

He had already gotten up from the ground and said loudly: "Is this a joke for the princess of the country protecting the country?"

We can understand that the funeral of Your Majesty is the first, but the country cannot be without a king for a day. How can a country like Nanyue wait for 7749 days?

Or is it that the Princess of the Guardian Kingdom actually wanted to take this opportunity to embezzle Nanyue?

If so, we will never agree.”

"Never agree!"

All the officials of South Vietnam actually started to make excuses.

In fact, we can't blame them. Since Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan appeared here and led the army, they have already had concerns in this regard.

Whether Helanqi or Helanrong, they are at least from the Nanyue royal family.

But Feng Wuyou... This is a real person from a foreign surname.

Feng Wuyou turned around and looked at Helanqi calmly: "What should Lord Changshi think?"

Helanqi said cunningly: "The officials just think that the country cannot be without a master for a long time, but how much time is appropriate... Such a big thing is naturally to listen to you."

He kicked the ball to Da Situ.

Da Situ glanced at him with some anger.

But this matter is his responsibilities and he really can't delay it.

And he also agreed with He Lanqi's words. Forty-nine days has been too long, and Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan are not easy-to-efficient lamps. What if they really take this opportunity to take Nanyue for themselves?

He thought for a moment, and then said loudly: "According to my Nanyue saying, after the first seventh, the soul has gone away and will no longer hear or see everything in the world.

At this time, it was not considered disrespectful to the Emperor.

According to the old minister, it is most appropriate to discuss matters after the first seven sacrifices of the Emperor."

They can still wait for seven days.

Moreover, in seven days, Feng Wuyou and the others would not have any splashes.

"Okay..." Feng Wuju didn't even hesitate: "Then the first seven.

Now, may I take my mother to rest?"

This time, no one stopped them again.

Concubine Jin's palace was so dilapidated that she could not live any longer, so they moved to the place where Helanjiu had lived before.

Lian Fei gathered the remaining personal guards together and, together with the more than 200 people brought by Feng Wuyou and the others, guarded the palace tightly.

As soon as the arrangement was made, Yun Guard came to report that the army outside the city had all entered the city and went outside the palace.

Feng Wuyou directly asked Lian Fei to take her hand to take someone to pick her up. If someone dares to object, he will just behead him directly, so there is no need to talk about it.

When all the two thousand men arrived in the palace, Xiao Jinglan arranged another defense and finally felt relieved.

There are two thousand Xiao family troops here, at least in Nanyue, no one dares to touch them.

Helanqi, Helanrong's soldiers who had never fought before were simply impossible to be the opponent of the Xiao family army.

At this time, Feng Wuyou had no intention of paying attention to these things outside. She was fully focused and put all Concubine Jin.

Lao Wang really acted as a man. If he were a man, how could he have been so cruel to Concubine Jin, a woman?

While Feng Wuyou was dealing with it, he felt that it was really not unfair that Lao Wang of Nanyue died.

She cut off Concubine Jin's coat and buried her head in the wound on Concubine Jin's chest and abdomen. The symptoms of internal bleeding had been suppressed by the method she discussed with Helanjiu before. Several deep bone-visible wounds outside were also very important.

Concubine Jin's face was extremely pale, which was a symptom of significant blood loss. At this time, if there was a way to test blood, it would be fine if it could give a blood transfusion.

It’s hateful, but there is no such method, so I can only use the Blood-Replenishing Pill to hold on.

"Empress..." Qian Xin suddenly screamed.

She followed Feng Wuyou's orders to pay attention to Concubine Jin's vital signs, but just now, Concubine Jin's breath seemed to have broken... When Feng Wuyou looked up, she also had a condensed look in her eyes when she saw Concubine Jin's appearance.

"Needle!"

She called out, and Qianxin quickly handed Feng Wuyou's silver needle on it.

However, when I saw the location of Feng Wuyou's needle, I almost shouted out.

It has been a long time since she saw Feng Wuyou put the needle in such a needle. Her technique was steady and accurate, but the place where the needle was put... was a fatal point.

Feng Wuyou's face was focused and he kept taking action.

Concubine Jin is an emergency heartbeat caused by multiple trauma. At this time, it is best to have an adrenaline injection, which will definitely have the effect of resurrection.

But the problem is, neither.

Fortunately, when Feng Wuyou and Helanjiu were discussing medical skills together, they once told him similar issues with Helanjiu, and they also told him lightly that when he was pushing Xiao Jinglan to poison, he had used the method of stabbing a fatal hole with a needle to achieve this method of enhancing people's energy to survive.

Helanjiu first didn't believe it, but later he thought for a long time and found many small animals to test it. Finally, he and Feng Wuyou verified several acupoints.

Now, Feng Wuyou uses these verified places for Concubine Jin.

After counting the needles, Concubine Jin took a big breath as if she was choking at something and suddenly vomited out her throat.

Seeing this, Qianxin almost shed tears.

This feeling of watching people struggle on the brink of life and death with their own eyes and then survive by chance is really tormenting.

She couldn't help but look at Feng Wuyou, and didn't know how the Empress faced it.

Concubine Jin gasped, but Feng Wuyou didn't dare to be careless. She lay in Concubine Jin's ear and said in a low voice: "Concubine Jin, think about Ajiu's country, think about your..." Her words were so blurred that they could hardly hear them clearly, but they kept repeating them in Concubine Jin's ear dozens of times.

Concubine Jin's chest began to fluctuate greatly, but later it gradually calmed down.

Feng Wuyou let out a long breath of air.

If Concubine Jin is so injured, whether she can survive depends on Feng Wuyou, but her other half depends on herself.

If she doesn't have the motivation to survive, she will not be able to do anything even if Feng Wuyou works hard.

But fortunately, there is always one thing that can support her.

After this repetition, Feng Wuyou's hands and feet were faster and he quickly treated all Concubine Jin's wounds.

Then, someone brought strong wine, cloth towels and other items to reduce fever and waited by themselves.

After a serious injury, there will be a great fever. If you can survive this wave of fever, then Concubine Jin's life will be completely saved.

As Feng Wuyou expected, Concubine Jin was indeed hot. Feng Wuyou took the alcohol and wiped Concubine Jin over and over again to cool down. Whenever she saw Concubine Jin in great pain and seemed to want to give up, she kept mentioning Helanjiu in her ear.

A full day and night.

On the morning of the third day, Feng Wuyou finally walked out of Concubine Jin's room.

“The heat has subsided.”

She said to people outside.

After a silence, suddenly, the mountains and roared like a tsunami.

When Feng Wuyou was taking care of Concubine Jin inside, the people outside were not idle either. They sent hot water, prepared medicine, and found ways to get everything Feng Wuyou said.

At this time, they also knew that their efforts were rewarded, and Concubine Jin was finally saved.

Outside the door, Xiao Jinglan strode in.

"Make yourself like this again."

He looked at Feng Wuyou and frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Fortunately, I didn't work in vain."

Feng Wuyou smiled, her eyes were covered with red blood, but she was still smiling happily.

"Go and sleep for a while."

Xiao Jinglan took Feng Wuyou's hand and walked towards the room next to him.

Feng Wuyou settled his foothold and refused to let him pull him.

"No, today is the day to be buried, right?

I have to go and see, otherwise I will be picked up by someone at that time.”

The King of Nanyue was not very glorious in his death. Of course, because everyone is now staring at the throne, no one cares about him, the dead emperor, so it is very simple to die.

As the emperor's honor, he had only been in power for three days and was ready to be buried.
To be continued...