Concubine Yao, you are too presumptuous!

Layers of fine snow, as if putting white lights on the site in the night, also like white elves dancing in the night.

The two carriages departed from the two mansions respectively, their whereabouts were mysterious, and the location was the imperial palace.

Southern Chu Kingdom, Imperial Palace, Qianhe Palace.

Emperor Wen sat on the edge of the bed, supported by Nan Qianmo, and kept coughing lightly, but within a few days, his cheeks had sunken and turned black, his lips were pale and his face was blue, his eyes were cloudy, and he was already terminally ill.

In Qianhe Palace, Nan Qianmo was there, Ge Shuping was there, Feng Chengen was also there, but there was still one person in Emperor Wen's heart.

"Mother's queen... pass on to Concubine Yao for me..."

Nan Qianmo gritted his teeth in pain, and said, "Chuan Yaofei."

Soon, Gong Xianqing came to Qianhe Palace, she patted off the fine snow on the fur robe, and immediately walked to Emperor Wen's side.

"You guys avoid it first, I want to say a few words to Concubine Yao."

Upon hearing this, Nan Qianmo took a look at Gong Xianqing, and then retreated with the crowd. In the huge Qianhe Palace, only Gong Xianqing and Emperor Wen were left.

"Concubine Yao...I ask you..."

Emperor Wen looked at Gong Xianqing in a blink of an eye, the corners of his mouth were as gentle as ever, but the light in his eyes was no longer as clear as before.

Gong Xianqing is a killer, she has already smelled the smell of death in Emperor Wen, although she has no feelings for this man, but he has been sleeping next to her many times, and she still can't bear it.

"Well, you ask."

Gong Xianqing gently supported Emperor Wen, stabilizing his precarious body.

"Have you ever hated me?"

Emperor Wen's affection for Gong Xianqing is special, unlike other concubines in the harem, it is like the hazy affection that only existed in Gong Xianqing when he was young.

"Never."

Gong Xianqing replied almost without hesitation, she knew that Emperor Wen was asking about Concubine Li, but she didn't love Emperor Wen, so naturally she wouldn't hate him, she just lamented that emperors are ruthless people.

"That's good...Xian Qing..."

Although Emperor Wen's eyes were gentle, they were a little more sad, not the sadness of parting, but disappointed, because he knew very well that without love, there would be no hatred, and in Gong Xianqing's cold eyes, he had already found love. Answer.

"If you were that little girl back then... If I wanted to marry you, would you be willing to be my princess?"

The memory of Emperor Wen seems to have returned to the noisy street. The little girl held him by the hand and passed through the crowd. This girl has lived in my heart for a lifetime.

【Thank you... Do you want to be the lonely princess? 】

The childish voice of that little boy in Chinese clothes reappeared in his ears. At that time, he let go of his hand and replied coldly: "Little idiot, I don't have time to play with you."

After finishing speaking, she disappeared into the crowd, and she still remembered the hurt and disappointed expression of the little boy.

Gong Xianqing looked at Emperor Wen, his cloudy eyes were full of anticipation, and couldn't bear it all the time, Gong Xianqing held his palm tightly.

"Little idiot, am I not by your side?"

When Emperor Wen heard this, he was taken aback, his big cold palms tightened, and then he gently embraced Gong Xianqing into his arms.

"I knew it... I knew it..."

Emperor Wen's tears fell down...the little girl in his heart...it turned out that she really came to him...Even if she doesn't love me, but just being with him like this, life is considered complete.

"The emperor, the civil and military prime ministers, and the town generals have all arrived."

Nan Qianmo said something unhurriedly outside the door, and Emperor Wen let go of Gong Xianqing, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Gong Xianqing's expression of worry, but the worry did not reach his eyes, evoked There was a gentle smile.

"Thank you... Xianqing."

Emperor Wen called all the people in, and the eunuch moved a small table to the edge of the bed. On the table were a blank imperial edict, an inkstone, and a Langhao pen.

"My life is exhausted, and now I have made a will in front of all the ministers. I hope that the ministers will abide by the will and give everything to serve me and the Southern Chu Kingdom."

When Emperor Wen raised the Langhao pen, he straightened his waist, looked at the three men kneeling before him and said a word calmly.

"This humble official should do his best to solve the worries and problems of the Southern Chu Kingdom in accordance with the will!"

The three said it almost in unison, and Emperor Wen finally wrote down his pen with peace of mind. Nan Qianmo, who was on the side, looked at Emperor Wen's trembling hands, and couldn't help clenching his fists, clenching his teeth, and suppressing the sadness in his heart.

But at this moment, the always warm palm got into his sleeve, and he tightly held his hand clenched into a fist.

Nan Qianmo looked back, Gong Xianqing had been standing behind him on the left side, very close to him, looking at him tenderly, and this secret behavior did not let others see it, but it made Nan Qianmo feel a lot of pain in his heart. To rely on.

Nan Qianmo...did not reject her, but let go of her fist, and tightly held Gong Xianqing's palm, as if a person drowning in the sea, desperately in need of a piece of driftwood.

"I know that my destiny is numbered, but the Southern Chu Kingdom cannot be without a king for a day. Although the crown prince Feng Cheng'en is still young, he is talented, intelligent, kind-hearted, and has a noble character. That is to be the emperor, Empress Dowager Nan Qianmo and Empress Brother Shu Ping need to assist the prince until the age of twenty-eight."

While Emperor Wen was writing, he told the content to the three ministers. At this time, Feng Chengen knelt down and kowtowed to Emperor Wen.

"Cheng'en, you first kneel down and worship the emperor's grandmother and queen mother."

After Emperor Wen said something softly, Feng Chengen turned around and kowtowed three times to Nan Qianmo and Ge Shuping.

"Now, you need to bow down to Prime Minister Wenwu and General Zhenguo, they will be your right-hand men in the future."

As soon as these words came out, the civil and military prime ministers looked at each other, but it was Qi Yingdao, the general of Zhen Guo, who stood up first.

"Your Highness, I will receive your worship at the end of today, and I will definitely repay you with blood in the future. With the long sword in my hand, I will protect the mountains and rivers of Southern Chu Kingdom for Your Highness."

Qi Yingdao said in a low voice, and Feng Chengen looked up at Qi Yingdao's stalwart figure, feeling grateful, he immediately lowered his head and kowtowed to Qi Yingdao.

At this time, Prime Minister Nan Zhongwen and Prime Minister Tian Yu also stood up.

"The old minister is willing to use the pen in his hand and the plan in his pocket to solve His Highness's worries and problems."

After listening to Prime Minister Wenwu's words, Feng Chengen also kowtowed to them.

Gong Xianqing saw everything clearly from the side. The purpose of calling these high-ranking people was to witness his draft will, but to ask them to agree on the spot, to be loyal to Feng Chengen, and to bear witness to each other.

Whether it was Nan Qianmo's intention or Emperor Wen's idea, it really paved the way for Feng Chengen to be an emperor.

"From now on, Cheng'en will follow the good deeds and live up to your teachings!"

Feng Chengen lowered his head, holding back his tears and choking voice, but his small body was visibly trembling slightly, and the pain in his heart couldn't be endured no matter what.

"Now, Prime Minister Nan Zhongwen, Prime Minister Wen, Tian Yu, Prime Minister of Wu, and General Qi Yingdao are the auxiliary ministers, and assist the crown prince well."

After Emperor Wen finished writing, he printed his jade seal on the edict, and the three of them knelt down again.

"The humble minister (the last general) obeys!"

Emperor Wen put the edict into an exquisite box, and then sealed the seal of the box with wax seal.

"My lords... In the future, the Southern Chu Kingdom will ask you all."

After Emperor Wen finished speaking, he closed his eyes, as if he was extremely tired, he waved his hand and let the three of them leave.

And Qi Yingdao's eyes fell on Nan Qianmo, the eyes were worried and sad, Nan Qianmo didn't notice, but Gong Xianqing saw it clearly.

Gong Xianqing left with the three of them, but called Qi Yingdao to stop just as he stepped out of the Qianhe door.

"General Zhen Guo, please stay."

Qi Yingdao stopped, Gong Xianqing walked up, and then gave Ning'er a wink, Ning'er walked to a distance with his back turned to the two of them.

"I don't know what happened to Concubine Yao?"

Qi Yingdao kept a safe distance from Gong Xianqing, not at all like the distance that was crossed with Nan Qianmo in front of the sect that day.

"I want to remind the general."

Gong Xian paused, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Now the palace is in a sensitive period, I hope the general will keep a distance from the queen mother, and don't make trouble for the queen mother."

When Qi Yingdao heard this, he frowned, looked into Gong Xianqing's stern eyes, and said coldly: "Concubine Yao is worrying too much, the general will have nothing to do with the Queen Mother."

Gong Xianqing sneered, but his eyebrows curved dangerously and charmingly.

"The general has the best intentions for the empress dowager in his heart, and this is all I have to say."

After finishing speaking, Gong Xianqing turned and left, while Qi Yingdao froze in place, looked at the palace inside the Qianhe Gate, and sighed.

Gong Xianqing did not return to Chengtian Palace, but stood with Ning'er in front of the gate of Fengluan Palace, holding an umbrella, waiting for Nan Qianmo to come back.

"Your Majesty, why don't you go back, maybe the Empress Dowager won't come back today, you are not in good health, if you catch a cold it will be bad."

Gong Xianqing didn't listen to Ning'er's advice, and now the Qianhe Palace has been deployed by Nan Qianmo, and she can't get in, so she has to wait here, hoping that when Nan Qianmo comes back exhausted, she can see I am waiting for her.

"No, I will wait a little longer, Ning'er, go back first!"

Gong Xianqing said something softly, Ning'er shook her head, naturally she was unwilling, how could she leave Gong Xianqing here alone.

"Your Majesty... the Emperor really can't make it through?"

Ning'er was a little depressed. Although she didn't have much direct contact with Emperor Wen, she could see the kindness of Emperor Wen to her mother.

"Shh...you can't say these words."

Gong Xianqing reminded Ning'er that after all, the palace is on guard now, if people listen to it, they might stir up some rumors again.

Gong Xianqing stood in the snow and waited all night, but Nan Qianmo did not come back, and Ning'er had already fallen asleep leaning against Fengluanmen, and the fur robe that Gong Xianqing was wearing was also wrapped around Ning'er so that she could sleep Be more stable.

It's just that this is nothing to Gong Xianqing, after all, during the assassin's training, she once soaked in the water in winter, fighting with her competitors for two days and two nights, when she was only eight years old.

The sky was slightly bright, Gong Xianqing sighed, bent down and called Ning'er up.

"Ma'am, are you going back?"

Ning'er stood up, wiped her eyes, saw Gong Xianqing nodded, she laughed, ready to go back to Chengtian Palace.

But just after Gong Xianqing turned around and walked a few steps, a bell rang from the whole palace, Gong Xianqing's heart tightened, and she immediately looked in the direction of the bell.

Immediately after the second chime, the third...

Nine long beeps, five short beeps...

Thank you...Xian Qing...

The man's words seemed to still be lingering in his ears, Gong Xianqing's eyes were hot at that moment, did he still have tears?

The death knell of the Southern Chu Kingdom's palace rang, nine long and five short, announcing the ninety-five honors of Southern Chu...

Emperor Wen, Feng Qizhen, passed away———