"No one knows what His Majesty just said to us, but our entry and exit are recorded!"

"It's over, it's over. The guards who went to collect blood from people from the royal family's maternal line have already gone. Maybe the blood has been collected now. I can't hide it..."

"Did something really happen to Your Majesty?"

"Should we tell the truth later or what?"

"How about running away..."

"In order to avoid involving the family and the sect, I will take the first step and let you decide for yourself!"

After just a few words of discussion, Qihe, who knew that the whistleblower would never dare to arrange the story of His Majesty's death at will, had many thoughts flashing through his mind. Then, in order to protect the family clan, he made a decisive decision and took out a few pieces from his arms.

Some pills were mixed together and taken.

Within seconds, he vomited blood and died.

The other Taoist practitioners around him were stunned. They looked at each other for a moment, and they were confused. They didn't know whether they should follow and learn, or whether they should sacrifice their own lives in exchange for the safety of their family and sect.

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After a while, another real person wanted to make up his mind.

But he didn't bring any medicine, so he had no choice but to hit the wall.

However, he failed and was stopped by other real people nearby. At the same time, Xuande even tried to persuade him:

"Slow down, don't rush yet, don't rush to death yet.

We can't be so panicked. We need to take some time and reason. His Majesty has passed away now. If we die with him, might others think that we committed suicide out of fear of sin, or even suspect that His Majesty's death was caused by our curse?

Yes, although we know that we ourselves do not have this ability, others do not.

So the most important thing for us now is not to die.

But to avoid being misunderstood..."

"This... really makes sense!"

"But how to defend it? You can't say that we didn't know anything about it. Wait, I have an idea.

Although it's a bit unethical to say it, and it's a bit embarrassing for Taoist friends but not for dead Taoists, it should be of some use, and we don't even have to die. At most, we will be affected a little.

Can we put everything on fellow Taoist Qihe? Anyway, he is already dead. The most we can bear is the fault of not being able to persuade him in time. The crime should not lead to death, let alone implicate the family clan!"

Although Master Huai Ming looked guilty, he really felt in his heart that his suggestion was quite good.

It can help the dead to exert some residual heat.

Isn’t that also a meritorious deed?

"What you mean is that we can blame all the matters of using human blood to make elixirs on fellow Taoist Qihe, and we can even betray the royal family and turn what His Majesty ordered us to do into what Qi He did to deceive His Majesty.

How can His Majesty's posthumous name sound better?"

The thoughtful Master Xuande quickly understood what Master Huaiming meant and expanded upon it.

We hope to maximize our benefits through this.

Anyway, asking Master Qihe to take one blame is a burden, and taking several blames is also a burden. It is better to let him take more blame, so that everyone will look better. The empress and the new emperor see it as their favor for helping Emperor Jin'an modify his posthumous name.

superior.

You should be more forgiving to them.

"If we were more ruthless and directly said it was Qihe's curse, would it be possible for us to be completely innocent?"

"Please, are you stupid? We are not guilty in the first place, but it is inevitable that we will be offended. We are together every day. His Majesty said it was Qihe's curse. Dali Temple asked us why we didn't stop it and how to reply!

Do you doubt that we are also involved..."

"Well, don't expect to escape unscathed. As long as you don't suffer any serious crimes, just do what you just said. Let's talk about it and don't let anything slip."

"That's fine, we must have a unified approach."

…

Qianqing Palace, sleeping in the back hall.

"His Majesty really passed away?"

Seeing the black and withered forehead, the face and part of the exposed skin covered with lightning strikes, and some of the clothes and bedding that had turned into fly ash, and the breathless Emperor Jin'an, the Empress was so sad that she could not accept it.

There was just the slightest hint of joy.

My husband died, and after many years of love, I was naturally grieving.

The secret joy is that she finally doesn't have to worry about her son's position as crown prince. If something goes wrong in the future, she can be promoted to the queen mother. She no longer has to worry about a concubine being favored and relying on her favor to cause trouble.

In recent years, she had often worried in the middle of the night. If Emperor Jin'an lived too long, her son's position as prince would be as unstable as some princes in history books.

It even made Emperor An of Jin Dynasty jealous and targeted him.

Now there is no need to worry, the dust has settled.

But no matter what she was thinking in her heart, her eyes were still red, her body was trembling and she was questioning the imperial doctor in disbelief, as if she could not accept His Majesty's death.

"My condolences, Queen!"

At this time, it was just too much talk and many mistakes. The dean of Taiyuan Hospital did not dare to respond directly, but only expressed his condolences tactfully.

I personally acknowledge His Majesty's death.

As for the cause of death, I dare not say anything.

These days, anyone who strikes a roof with lightning might be misunderstood or staged, let alone kill someone.

In addition, the throne of Emperor Jin'an is still hard to come by.

Who would have known that his first reaction after being struck to death by lightning was that he had been punished by God. If it was more serious, someone might even directly initiate a restoration and cause chaos in the world.

Therefore, anyone who has some brains and does not want to die will basically not dare to mention the cause of his death. The Queen is actually very aware of this, so she quickly ordered that all those who knew about the matter be under guard and no information should be leaked.

Then she informed the prince and her father.

Let them lead the troops into the palace quickly.

She could handle matters in the harem and knew how to deal with them, but she was really undecided about how the civil and military officials of the dynasty and the noble clan should deal with it, and how this matter should be announced to the outside world.

She can only let her son figure it out.

As for when to notify the civil and military officials and officially announce His Majesty's death to the outside world, she had to wait until she solved the hidden dangers in the harem and completely prevented the news from spreading outside.

And her son thinks about how to speak to the outside world.

Then the inner court of the harem was busy, the prince's uncle hurriedly entered the palace, a small number of eunuchs and maids risked their lives to spread the news, and some ministers and other princes who were relatively well-informed hurriedly broke into the palace to see Emperor Jin'an and confirm that Jin'an was the emperor. Did Emperor An really die?

Especially the ministers who support several other princes.

I was almost dying of anxiety at this time.

He was a good emperor, but he had never heard of any illness or hidden illness, so why did he suddenly die? It didn't matter that he died, but he died so quickly that it was too late for them to switch to the crown prince!

It's hard to get off without riding a tiger, it's a wrong investment.

The concubines in the harem also sensed something was wrong at this time, and began to take action one after another, spreading news.

Inquire about the situation.

Only Ding Yun still pretended not to know anything and went to sleep. After all, he was not sleeping now until the news of Emperor Jin'an's death was officially announced in a while.

But it’s hard to sleep so peacefully again.

Although the process did not require her to keep vigil.

But she had to express her condolences anyway.

All in all, it was quite troublesome. It was so troublesome that Ding Yun felt a little regretful when he thought about keeping the country's filial piety. If he had known better, he would not have killed him, and would have just turned him into a living dead or something.

That solves the problem.

It's not as troublesome as it is now.

However, it was too late to regret it at this time. The effect of pretending to be a corpse seemed to be even worse, so Ding Yun could only let himself be careless and get a good night's sleep first.
Chapter completed!