Without the host's help or her help, Emperor Xuanwu himself stood up.

Other people's help is the icing on the cake, all of which are inferior to their own self-reliance.

Yan Ge is happy for Emperor Xuanwu.

The two didn't leave long before the low bell came suddenly from the direction of the palace.

The death knell.

In the capital city shrouded in the night, the death knell was particularly distinctive.

Yan Ge looked surprised at Xue Qing.

The empress in the palace has "died" eight years ago. Except for Emperor Xuanwu, only the queen in the palace is qualified to ring the death knell after death.

The queen is dying?

To Shang Yange's surprised look, Xue Qing held her in his arms to calm him: "I'll go to the palace to see what happened? Don't worry."

He obviously didn't want to tell Yange about the queen now.

Yan Ge nodded, his face full of worry: "Then you come back earlier."

Xue Qing saw that the anxiety and worry in her eyebrows could not be reduced, and knew that it was not him who was worried at this moment, but Emperor Xuanwu.

His heart hurt, but his face pretended to be ignorant, only thinking that the song was worrying about him.

He sent the song back to the house, and then hurried into the palace.

Officials everywhere are rushing in the palace.

Everyone knows where the Empress is in the heart of Emperor Xuanwu.

In recent years, the queen has done nothing, and the courtiers did not know how many times they had quarreled with Emperor Xuanwu for the sake of the royal son-in-law.

But no matter how hard and soft everyone came, Emperor Xuanwu did not let go.

Now that the queen is just pregnant, everyone is still happy about it, and the queen was suddenly stunned.

Emperor Xuanwu was fierce and fierce. Even if the ministers could not see the queen alone in dominating the harem, they had to admit that the Xuanwu emperor can be so gentle now, thanks to the suppression of the queen.

Now that the emperor is dying, Emperor Xuanwu will not open the killing ring?

The thought of the Xuanwu Emperor's dissatisfaction in previous years made the ministers tremble.

So although everyone met on the road, they all just said hello, and the expression on each face was even more sorrowful than the death of his wife.

It really wasn't pretended.

After entering the palace, everyone could only kneel outside the hall. They did not even see Emperor Xuanwu.

He knelt outside the hall for a whole night, and when the sky was slightly bright, the **** called them to go home first.

Xue Qing returned home, remembering the words, and went to the inner room for the first time.

As he expected, she hadn't slept yet, leaning on the pillow, as if she was reading a book.

When the door rang, she looked up to see him and immediately got up to get out of bed.

Xue Qing rushed forward to help her: "Don't come down, I have to leave in a while."

He paused and said, "I haven't seen your Majesty, but the people in the palace say that the queen has got an acute illness."

Yan Gu heard the words, his expression was slightly dark.

Human life is fragile.

A simple illness can kill a person.

The queen died, but she died pregnant.

Emperor Xuanwu, he is much more painful.

After all, she listened to Xue Qing's words and knew that Emperor Xuanwu loved the queen very, very deeply.

Should she continue this task?

Although the peaks and turns, songs are not happy at all.

"You sleep." Xue Qingan soothed the song: "Sleeping for a while, let me come back to tell you as soon as I have news."

Yan Ge nodded, her body was weak, and she really couldn't stand it.

The Queen of Heaven is not a trivial matter.

Xue Qing went out early and returned late for several days.