The King of the Huns really vomited blood this time. No one knows his son is better than his father. If he doesn't know what Hun Xiekun and others think, he will be their father for so many years. But it is because he knows that he will be even more disappointed and angry.

Seeing the Hun King's face flushed and his blue veins swelled up, as if an evil ghost was eating people, everyone was so scared that they retreated one after another, and they didn't dare to breathe.

The old servant who had been serving the Huns could not bear it and begged sadly: "Big Prince, the king's body cannot be stimulated any more. If the king has another one at this time, wouldn't it be even worse?"

The old servant looked like he was thinking about Hun Xiekun, which made them feel extremely unhappy. However, there was one thing they had to admit that the Hun King could not die yet. After all, the Huns had not yet destroyed their country. If the Hun King died, they would definitely push a king out. He didn't want to take this hot potato now.

Thinking about Hun Xiekun, he said, "Since that's the case, we won't disturb our father's recovery and take good care of the king. If the king has someone, you don't live!"

The palace ladies were so scared that they shivered, and their faces showed despair. How long can the king's body last? Are they really destined to be buried with the king?

Several palace ladies looked at each other in a vague way, and a dark look flashed in their eyes.

When Hun Xiekun and the others left, the Huns could not hold on anymore and fell down with a pounce in front of the palace servants.

When the imperial doctor rushed over, he gave first aid to the King of Huns. Finally, he shook his head with the old servant sighed and said, "The king's body has improved a lot. Although it was dangerous before, there was no big problem to hold on. You can have a year or two to maintain it. But now I have no choice. If the king can still wake up, please quickly notify the prince and minister to come over to discuss the funeral. If you can't wake up..."

The Huns are completely finished!

The old servant felt a little anxiously and went out to pass the message, and the palace servants left behind also gathered together to whisper.

Hun Xiekun and others who received the news rushed over overnight. After less than half a day of guarding, they couldn't hold on. They all made excuses to leave. Only the old servant and another little palace maid stayed to take care of the Hun King.

The next day, only one palace servant came to take over. When the people left, the tea was cold. Everyone had to plan for their future. Recently, many of the attendants around the Huns were wandering among the princes and ministers. The old servant could not stop this trend, so he could only sigh helplessly, just one person would come, at least someone would come.

Three days later, there were only three of them in the bedroom. The little palace maid brought the medicine as before, took a small bamboo tube and slowly sucked the medicine to pour it into the King of Huns. In the past, he could swallow it independently with the King of Huns, but today he only fed two drops of medicine and it flowed out.

The little palace maid frowned, thinking about lifting the Hun King's chin to let the soup flow in. When she touched the Hun King's skin, she instantly looked terrified of fear. She stumbled into the door and crawled out of the door, shouting: "Come here! The king is dead!"

The news was like the wind, but in just one hour it spread through the city. The desperate people all burst into tears when they heard the news, especially when the king disappeared without a will, they became even more desperate, thinking in horror, was it that the Qi Lan Kingdom's troops would be in chaos before they could come here?

Hun Xiekun and his men rode on horseback on the street. When they arrived at the Hun King's bedroom, they saw that there were only three servants inside, all of whom were widening their eyes angrily.

Facing Hun Xiekun's questioning, the old servant looked helpless, "Prince, I am only a servant. When the people in the palace fell from the king, I was overwhelmed. I have reported to you, but you said you don't have to bother you with these trivial matters. Just let the old servant take good care of the king, and don't worry about anything else."

Hun Xie Kun "..."

His face changed, and he couldn't get out of Taiwan. He said in anger, "Since I asked you to take good care of the king, why did the king die?"

Everyone: "..."

Why do they think the eldest prince is making unreasonable trouble? The king's body is not good at all. They all know this. Last time he was so angry that he vomited blood, how could the servants save him by taking care of him?

Hun Xiezhi couldn't bear to watch it anymore and said, "Brother, the focus now is on the funeral of his father and the things he left behind, and of course there is also the 100,000 troops of Qi Lan Kingdom approaching here. What are you angry with a few servants?"

Hun Xiezhi really felt that Hun Xie Kun was getting more and more confused. Their time was so precious that he could even argue with a servant for so long? He was really a teammate of pigs! If the situation was not for the grim current situation, he would definitely not have cooperated with Hun Xie Kun, which would have been a drag!

When Hun Xiekun heard the things left by the Hun King, his eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, the fourth brother is right, you go and prepare for the funeral of your father first. As for the things left by the father, you should count them out quickly. This prince needs to verify it."

Everyone looked at each other, and the next sentence was the key point!

The old servant sighed in his heart, took a key from the King of the Huns and handed it to Hun Xiekun, and replied respectfully: "Big Prince, this is the key to the King's private warehouse, only the King can open it himself. Some time ago, when the King was awake, he went in. The King's later, the key was worn on his body for several days, and he never left his body. Now you can go to the King's private warehouse to check. This is the account book for registering the private warehouse."

Hun Xiekun stared at the account book and key with his eyes fixed on it, and ran away without saying a word. Hun Xiezhi and others quickly followed. They were all brothers, and they also had a share of those things!

The old servant sighed again and discussed the process of the funeral with several ministers.

Hun Xiekun and others who were excited to open the private warehouse of the Hun King were all excited. When they entered the private warehouse, they immediately flipped the boxes and found that they were all high-quality fur fabrics and some large antiques, including medicinal materials and gold and silver jewelry.

Everyone's eyes were all on the gold, silver and jewelry. After checking, they found that the gold, silver and jewelry were actually half missing, with only three boxes left!

Hun Xiekun was furious and ran over to question the old servant with great momentum. The two palace servants were trembling. The old servant was confused and reacted and shouted for justice. "Big Prince, the last time the king went in was fine. The king was seriously ill and we stayed in the bedroom and didn't go anywhere. There were only three people in total. The slaves had never been close to the private servants. The eldest prince was clear about it!"

Hun Xiezhi also felt that the old servants were unaware of the situation, so he immediately said, "Brother, I'd better arrest all the servants in this mansion and interrogate them, and search the mansion again. I don't believe it, I can't find it!"

Those are several boxes of gold, silver and treasures, and it is even more difficult to transport them out. Unless the thing grows wings and flies, it is absolutely impossible!
Chapter completed!