It was past midnight, but the lights in Jinyun Hall were still brightly lit, and the waiters were busy going back and forth with ease.
Because the young master Luo Xi's condition suddenly worsened this morning, and the imperial doctors in the palace were helpless, Concubine Mei personally diagnosed his pulse and prescribed medicine.
Unfortunately, even if all the best medicinal stones from the Imperial Medical Office were boiled into concoction and he was forced to take it, his condition still could not be improved.
Just when everyone was feeling sad because of the serious illness of the young master Luo Xi, news came from the deep palace that the king had passed away at three o'clock in the middle of the night.
As soon as this news came, the entire palace was enveloped in a heavy atmosphere of sadness. All the civil and military ministers in the court were summoned into the palace in a hurry, waiting to deal with the emperor's funeral affairs.
At this moment, Jinyun Palace was already silent.
Only Dai Meier was still by Sima Luoxi's side, taking care of him all the time.
In fact, Sima Wenxin had already died, and the reason why Dai Meier released the news now was just a temporary measure.
Just because her lover was about to die, she still had some scruples in front of the attendants, so she could only secretly inject spiritual power into the concoction to prolong his life.
Now that the emperor's death was enough to keep the entire palace and even the ministers busy for a while, she took the opportunity to set up layers of barriers outside Jinyun Palace, preparing to use her demon spirit to buy some more time for her Luo Xi tonight.
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As long as she can help him successfully ascend to the throne, she can go to find the essence suitable for his physique with peace of mind. No matter what, she must not let those dark envoys take him away.
But the development of things is often unexpected.
Dai Meier only thought that by announcing the death of the king at this time, she could push the young master Luo Xi to the throne in time. However, she did not expect that at this juncture, changes would occur on the border of Yun Kingdom.
Eight hundred miles away on the Yun-Shang border, the sky-shaking flames of war have been ignited, and the sound of war drums resounding in the night sky woke up the Yun Kingdom defenders who were still sleeping.
By the time they reacted, the army of the Shang State had already arrived at the gates of Guizhou City. Under the personal leadership of the Shang General Su Linxi, the 50,000 elite soldiers were overwhelming and killing in waves. The morning bell of Mao Shi had not yet woken up, and it was once said to be impregnable.
The city of Guizhou was in danger in an instant.
It is said that the guard of Guizhou City is Shangguan Liuyun, the general of the Yun Kingdom. When he was young, he followed the monarch Sima Wenxin to destroy several cities of the Shang Kingdom. He was a great hero who was highly respected by the Yun Kingdom. However, heroes can also lose their strength due to old age.
On that day, Shangguan Liuyun, who was sixty-three years old, had long lost the courage he once had. Standing on a high tower, looking at the densely packed caravans in front of him, there was some undue fear in his old eyes.
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If the deputy general hadn't been there to support him, he would have collapsed on his side.
It was no wonder that General Yun Guo was afraid. After all, the border outside the city was peaceful last night. How could he have imagined that in just a few hours, he would be surrounded by tens of thousands of troops.
"The Shang army is marching at night. They must have already known that our army is empty of defenses. This time they must attack me unprepared. I am afraid that the city will only be broken in a matter of days. Lieutenant General Liu hastily ordered people 800 miles away to rush to Beijing to ask for help.
.In addition, quickly send a team of people to appease the people in the city and prevent any riots. Furthermore, order the guards at the city gates on both sides of the northeast to guard the city to the death and try to delay their time to break the city." Shangguan Liuyun reluctantly stood up straight.
He frowned and looked at the lieutenant in front of him, calmed down and gave instructions in a deep voice.
Although he was old, his mind was still alert, and he calmed down from the panic just now in a short time.
Xuanyang City, Jinyun Palace.
Around noon, Sima Luoxi finally woke up, her face still as pale as snow, but even so, Dai Meier was very happy.
"Sir, you're awake. You scared Meier! Come on, drink this old ginseng soup!" Dai Meier is holding a jade bowl filled with ginseng soup in one hand, and has already scooped up a spoonful of soup with the other hand.
Sent to Sima Luoxi's lips.
"Why is Mei'er dressed so elegantly today?" Sima Luoxi opened her mouth to drink the soup and looked at Dai Mei'er in front of her.
I saw that she had changed from her usual charming and gorgeous dress, wearing a plain thin skirt, and her long black hair was simply pulled into a flowing bun. There was not even a hosta in the bun, but it was simply tied with a plain ribbon.
Looking at her small and delicate face, there is no makeup on her face. Although she looks a little pale, there is no sense of enchantment between her eyebrows. Instead, she adds a bit of elegance and beauty.
Seeing that Sima Luoxi's energy had recovered, she temporarily let go of her worries and smiled coquettishly as before, "Master, don't you like Meier dressed like this?"
Sima Luoxi remembered that ever since he met her, she had always been charming and enchanting. How had he ever seen such a jade-like expression from a small family like her? At this moment, his heart suddenly surged. So he raised his hand and flicked the jade bowl in her hand.
After hearing a crisp "ding-dong" sound, the jade bowl fell to the ground instantly.
Dai Meier was already trapped in his arms. Just as his kiss was about to fall, Dai Meier gently dodged and avoided it.
At this moment, the voice of Grand Tutor Song Xian came from outside the palace, "Sir! The time has come, please move to Chongyi Hall to preside over the funeral ceremony!"
Hearing this, Dai Meier hurriedly stood up from his arms and leaned over to pick up the fragments of the jade bowl on the ground, but Sima Luoxi had already rushed from the bed to the door of the palace and looked at Song Xian in shock.
Song Xian was seen wearing plain white court clothes, and even his usually tan feather crown was replaced by plain white. At this moment, he was kneeling in front of the Jinyun Palace with his head bowed, waiting for his instructions.
Sima Luoxi was startled for a moment, then slowly looked back at Dai Mei'er who was standing in front of the couch. She still had a charming smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with tears.
In an instant, he understood.
He straightened his body and looked at Song Xian with his chin, "Song Qing will go ahead for a moment, I will be here shortly!"
Song Xian slowly stood up after hearing this, and when he bowed his hands, he saw that Sima Luoxi had not yet put on his mourning clothes. He already understood this in his heart and hurriedly turned around and left.
In the Jinyun Palace, when Dai Meier undressed Sima Luoxi, he finally asked in a low voice, "Master, are you blaming Meier?"
Sima Luoxi hesitated slightly, but soon grabbed her hand and said, "I know that everything Mei'er did was for my own good! How can I blame Mei'er? Today's events will have to be faced sooner or later.
It's a good thing to come earlier. Yesterday, Song Xian openly opposed me in court, saying that he was following your father's secret order to welcome my eldest brother back to the court. Now I need to take advantage of your father's death to ascend the throne as soon as possible in order to keep you.
Otherwise, if he is really allowed to welcome his eldest brother back, I'm afraid many changes will happen." If he didn't make the decision on his own body, how could he be controlled by others in everything? Now that the deal is done, no wonder he doesn't care about the brotherhood.
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Come to think of it, Sima Luoxi should have been the orthodox son of the Yun Kingdom. Although he was not the eldest son, he was the son of the queen. If the queen had not died early and he was weak, how would he have allowed Sima Luocheng to take advantage of everything.
It took a lot of effort to get Mei'er's help to achieve today's status, and I will never let him take it away easily again.
The interior of Chongyi Hall is wrapped in plain white.
Sima Wenxin's coffin was placed in the palace. The civil and military ministers and the palace attendants were all dressed in mourning clothes. Everyone lowered their heads, and occasionally sobs could be heard.
Sima Luoxi stayed at the funeral as the crown prince and accepted condolences from all the ministers.
Dai Meier stood next to him, as if she was a young master and his wife.
After all the ministers knelt down and worshiped Sima Wenxin's spiritual throne, they began to discuss with the prince the new king's enthronement.