The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Yan Yiran lowered his head: "Yes!"

Duke Shen rushed into the Xuanshi Palace and said, "Your Majesty, the King of Han has too many people, and the palace gate has been lost! The King of Han has at least 100,000 men, and with only the 10,000 men I brought into the palace and the palace guards, we can't resist them at all!"

"I understand. Pass the order and ask the palace guards to surrender to reduce casualties." Mo Ling ordered calmly.

"Your Majesty, are you going to surrender to the King of Han?" Duke Shen said in disbelief.

"That's not the case. Lord Shen, bring someone you trust with you and follow me."

Mo Ling brought them to Qianyuan Hall and walked towards the dragon bed. The further they walked, the redder Duke Shen's face became. With such a powerful enemy at the doorstep, how could His Majesty still be thinking about such things?

He is not a casual person, he has a wife and children!

If Your Majesty insists on doing so, then we can only let his personal soldiers suffer, because he will definitely not obey Your Majesty anyway!

Fortunately, Mo Ling didn't know what Shen Yi was thinking, otherwise he would probably want to knock open Duke Shen's head to see what he was thinking about all day long!

Mo Ling walked to the bed and pressed a few times at the foot of the bed against the wall. The dragon bed creaked and slowly opened, revealing a secret passage!

"This is a secret passage leading out of the capital, known only to each emperor. Come on, Lord Shen, follow me out of the city!"

"Yes!"

After they left, a raging fire broke out in the Qianyuan Hall and burned all night long.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Mo Ling and Shen Yi finally emerged from the dark secret passage.

This was the first time that Mo Ling used the secret passage. Before this, he only knew that it led to the outside of the city, but he didn't know where it led to. But looking at the familiar scenes around him, he thought he knew where this secret passage led to - Xishan Garden.

He shot Mingqing where he fell into the water.

It was at this place that his beloved disappeared.

He didn't want to recall the scene at that time, but those memories kept appearing in his mind.

"puff--"

Mo Ling spat out blood again, and Jiazi was forced to be covered in blood because he was carrying Mo Ling on his back.

"His Majesty!"

"Nothing, keep going!"

However, not long after they walked out, they met King Han's men. It turned out that King Han did not let everyone go to besiege the palace, but left some people outside the city to guard.

It’s just that Mo Ling and his companions were unlucky and happened to run into King Han’s men.

The two sides met and quickly started fighting. Although King Han's people did not know that Mo Ling was the emperor, after all, it was impossible for Mo Ling to escape wearing a dragon robe. Who would be a living target?

But Mo Ling and his men were all carrying weapons, and Duke Shen's personal soldiers were even wearing armor. King Han's men knew at a glance that these people were not in the same group as them.

Mo Ling and Shen Yi didn't bring many people with them, and the people King Han left outside were several times more than Mo Ling and his group.

Mo Ling and his group soon fell into a disadvantage and were forced all the way to the riverside.

"Your Majesty, how about we jump into the river? Staying on the shore will only lead to death, but if we jump into the river, we may survive."

Duke Shen lowered his voice, and because of the noisy sound of weapons, King Han's men did not hear clearly what Shen Yi said.

"it is good."

Mo Ling agreed to Duke Shen's proposal. However, King Han's men discovered that they were planning to jump into the river to escape, so they ordered their archers to shoot at them.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

An overwhelming rain of arrows shot towards them, and as it was getting closer and closer, the soldiers formed a human shield to stand in front of Mo Ling and Duke Shen.

But it couldn't block all the arrows. The moment Jiazi jumped into the river, he was ready to block the rain of arrows for Mo Ling. At this moment, Yan Yiran rushed up from nowhere and held Mo Ling on his back.

"Tick."

The blood from the corner of Yan Yiran's mouth dripped into Mo Ling's eyes. Yan Yiran smiled at Mo Ling as pure as when they first met.

"Your Majesty, live well. I may have to go first. I'm sorry."

Yan Yiran could feel his eyelids getting heavier, but there was a hint of a smile on his lips. This should be his last time to protect His Majesty, as atonement for his previous sins. When His Majesty thinks of him in the future, he should not only remember his betrayal.

It would be good to die like this. At least he would not have to face His Majesty's disappointed eyes, nor would he worry about being driven away by His Majesty.

Mo Ling reached out his hand and tried to touch Yan Yiran, his eyes blank and dazed.

"Likewise!"

He didn't want Yiran to die in this river. In this river, he lost the only two important people left in the world!

"Oh!"

Just when he was about to touch Yan Yiran, Mo Ling's back hit the water hard. The cold river water continued to hit him. Mo Ling, who was already mentally weak, fainted and his hands fell down due to weakness.

The next day the sun rose as usual, and the golden sunlight filled the world, shining softly on everyone who got up early.

The Golden Palace is still as dazzling and glorious today, but the person sitting on the golden chair has become the King of Han, who is over fifty years old.

The attire of all the civil and military officials in the hall was even more interesting than the expressions on their faces. For example, Prime Minister Lu was dressed in his bedroom clothes, with his hair loose and only one shoe on his foot. It was obvious that he had been pulled out of bed by someone. It was estimated that the gentle and elegant Prime Minister Lu had never been so undignified in his life.

But compared to Censor Tan Qi standing next to him, Prime Minister Lu was much more solemn. This usually stern censor, who would report anyone he disliked, was not only shirtless, but his entire dignity was maintained only by a ribbon tied around his waist and a bellyband that was obviously not his.

One can imagine how shocking the scene was when he was caught.

The others were also more or less disheveled, but none of them were as disheveled as Censor Tan. Everyone looked at each other, the eldest brother didn't dare to laugh at the second brother, and they all looked at each other in dismay.

But not everyone is here. For example, Jian Xiang is not here. He is sitting leisurely in the carriage, heading north.

They were surrounded by guards holding long swords all around, and they had nowhere to hide. They could only stand in the hall and let others stare at the disgusting side of these important court officials.

The King of Han placed his hands on the golden armrests, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the ministers below with a half-smile on their faces.

"Good morning, my dear ministers. Three days ago, I received an imperial edict from His Majesty, asking me to return to the capital to serve the king. I arrived last night, but His Majesty suddenly fell ill and passed away, leaving only a plan for me to succeed him. I am heartbroken, but the country cannot be without a king for a day."

"This king thinks that today is very good. Why don't you pay your respects to the new king?"

The ministers below looked at each other, and none of them wanted to be the first to stand out.

Prime Minister Lu put away the surprised expression on his face and bowed his hands, saying, "Since Your Majesty said that His Majesty summoned Your Majesty back to the capital, is there an imperial edict or a secret decree? Your Majesty, do you have a decree of succession written by His Majesty himself? Can you show it to me?"

King Han's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stared at Prime Minister Lu like a vulture seeing rotten meat.

"Prime Minister Lu, you don't believe me? Little Anzi, why don't you read the late emperor's edict of succession to the throne to the gentlemen?"

Not far from King Han, a young eunuch with red lips and white teeth opened the bright yellow imperial edict in his hand, and his shrill voice reached the ears of every minister.

"My uncle Mo Cang is a man of upright character, and his words and deeds are all worthy of an emperor. I will not live long, so I have specially appointed my uncle Mo Cang to inherit the throne. I hope that all civil and military officials will be of one mind and assist the new emperor..."

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Some ministers who were trying to curry favor with the powerful had already knelt on the ground and began to kowtow to the new emperor, but Prime Minister Lu and several other old ministers remained standing where they were, like the tall pines and cypresses in the mountains, without any sign of servility.