Chapter 1387: News of Luo Xingchen's Death

The most important thing is that if the palace is empty, people still think that Qihuang Kingdom is going to die. Doesn't he want face?
The surrounding eunuchs and court ladies are far away from the two of them. Naturally, I don't know that their aloof emperor has nothing to say. Pei Xuan's faction takes it for granted. Anyway, I have been accustomed to it since I was a child, and my cousin should have been used to being fucked.
Murong Zhao: I don’t want to get used to boots!
The two brothers got together. There were no outsiders as before. There was no emperor and Pei Guogong, only a pair of cousins. Murong Zhao was so heartbroken that he couldn't beat him, and suddenly missed the stars. He was there, anyway. How many punches can you punch Pei Xuan!
This is talking. Not far away, a guard-like person came hurriedly over and whispered something to the chief next to Murong Zhao. After listening to him, he was surprised on his face. Hurry up, "Your Majesty, from Qingzhuo County just now. News..."
"Did you say when Princess Qinghe and Lord Luo will return?" Hearing the news from Qingzhuo County, Pei Xuan and Murong Zhao both looked at the eunuch.
The chief was under a lot of pressure to be seen, but he still opened his mouth, "Your Majesty, Lord Guo, the news that I just received said that Princess Qinghe's caravan was in a storm..."
Having said that, the paused, Murong Zhao and Pei Xuan had already stood up anxiously, "What? Say it!"
"Master Luo accidentally fell into the sea. Princess Qinghe sent someone to salvage it for a long time nearby, and it was nowhere to be seen. It may be..." Needless to say, I already know what it might be.
Pei Xuan asked anxiously, "Where is Princess Qinghe, is it okay?"
The shook his head, "The person who sent the message did not see Princess Qinghe, the Princess should still be salvaging at sea!"
As soon as Pei Xuan heard that Su Tang was still salvaging, he thought there was nothing wrong, and looked back at Murong Zhao, only to see Murong Zhao clutching his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
When the saw him like this, he panicked and yelled "Your Majesty, send the royal doctor!"
"Brother!" Pei Xuan didn't expect Murong Zhao to be like this, and quickly stepped forward to support him.
Murong Zhao braced his body, "I don't believe in others, Xuan'er, you go to Qingzhuo County immediately, you want to see people when you live, and the corpse when you die, how could he die, how could he die..."
Murong's eyes are cracking, how can he accept it, it is impossible, how can a good person die!
Pei Xuan was a little worried when he saw him like this, "Brother, you..."
"Go right away, there is an imperial doctor here, I'm fine, you will leave right away!" Murong Zhao sat weakly on the stool, only one sentence repeated, and Pei Xuan set off immediately.
Indeed, there is the best imperial doctor in this palace, and Pei Xuan also has a concept in his heart. Murong Zhao is afraid that he will vomit blood after being stimulated.
The capital is far away from Qingzhuo County, and I don’t know what happened there. The key is still there. Pei Xuan watched the imperial doctor come over to give Murong Zhao a diagnosis and treatment. Apart from anything else, he left the palace and asked people to prepare their horses. Zhuo County.
When Murong Zhao and Pei Xuan heard the news, Su Tang had already arrived at Su Mansion in Qingzhuo County.
"I have seen the princess!" Su Tang just came in, and Hua Qingyun and Zhao Mingming stepped forward to salute.
"Get up!" Su Tang looked at Zhao Mingming, saw that she was still wearing a mask even at home, and sighed, "This mask, you have been wearing this mask for several years."
Zhao Mingming heard Su Tang sigh like this, touched the mask on his face, and said, "It has been three years. If it weren't for the princess, the slave family can't avenge the Langjun. If the princess is back this time, do you want me to leave?"
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