My Ferocious Tigress Wife

The latest chapter of my lady fierce than tiger!

Empress Xiao nodded lightly, glanced at the dead body on the dragon bed, sighed, and tears came down:

"Guizhi, you go and send a message to General Xiaoqi, please come in and talk with King Yuzhang."

After a few people left in a hurry, there were only Xie Xian and Duofu in the house, and the dead Yongping Emperor.

"Where is Yuxi?" Xie Xian asked.

Duo Fu trembled and said: "Yes, in Your Majesty's study."

"take me."

In the emperor's bedroom, it was connected to the study. After bypassing a locked door, Duofu took out the jade seal and waited for Xie Xian's next arrangement.

"Imperial decree."

what?

Duo Fu was busy holding a brand new imperial decree in his hands from the sandalwood box at the back, and spreading it on the table. Xie Xian didn't need to say anything, he understood now, this general Wei, Xie Fushe wanted to forge the imperial decree.

The sin of the Jiu Clan.

But Duofu didn't dare to say that all of his nine tribes were holding it in Xie Xian's hands, and he dared to tell him so that he must have the confidence to do so.

Anyway, if he doesn't forge the imperial decree, he can't decide what will happen to him. It's not necessarily whether he will live or die.

Duofu gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and did it!

Without Xie Xian's command, Duofu began to grind his hands and feet flexibly. No one knows the shade better than him about what kind of ink the emperor uses on weekdays.

Until he saw the familiar handwriting on the imperial edict--

If it weren't for seeing Xie Xian's pen walking with dragons and snakes, dragons flying and phoenix dancing, I would really think that the emperor wrote them himself. With his clumsy eyesight, this would be exactly the same.

Look at this posture, look at this proficiency, I don't know how many times I have practiced.

Duofu's heart was cold, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Luoyin." Xie Xian brushed his sleeves after finishing writing, and gave a light command.

Dover covered it tremblingly.

"This...too new." He reminded him sharply.

Except that Xin is fine, but he can see that, let alone others, they are all foxes for thousands of years, and what kind of Liao Zhai are they still playing?

"It doesn't matter, it can only be done like this." Xie Xian didn't care. "Who can prove that it was not written by the emperor on a whim? You only have to show that the emperor did express this will."

"Our emperor has always been cautious and suspicious. It's not surprising that we will stay here afterwards."

Duofu nodded, indeed.

General Wei spoke quite politely, not just Zhuge being careful, it was scary. For a while, he didn't even dare to drink the Anshen Soup. Later, he still couldn't bear the torture of not being able to sleep day and night. All are irritable.

Then I broke the jar and started drinking again.

I just don't dare to increase the dose anymore and drink one more bowl at most.

I don’t know if there’s something wrong with the Anshentang. I don’t know if I saw the emperor died in the morning. There is no time for him to confirm the life and death of the few eunuchs who tried. Please come into the palace to preside over the overall situation.

The pants he was afraid of were wet and dry.

"General Wei..."

Xie Xian looked at him: "Go and put the imperial decree directly above the plaque in the Taiji Hall. Take care of the errands. You will be indispensable in the palace in the future."

Duo Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and he was Amitabha without his death.

It doesn't matter whether the host is the host or not, he is so young, he hasn't lived enough yet.

"If you can't reach, find General Xiaoqi to go."

Duofu was taken aback for a moment, and then he hurriedly left. The big sleeves of his toga were swung down to conceal the slightly trembling hand that was holding the scroll tightly.

It's not that he said that Emperor Liang had died too often, one term was shorter than one term.

It's weird.

The emperor had made preparations long ago. Today’s banquet was to use King Jiang Xia to perform the operation. As a result, the emperor himself was killed first if no one was killed. Really, the sky is unpredictable, and the thunderstorms are all concentrated on the beam royal family.

Just as they killed each other, they were almost dead, and they were almost extinct.

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Xie Xian walked out of the study, and did not go back to the room where the emperor died this time, but followed the sobbing and cries to find the warm pavilion where Empress Xiao and King Yuzhang were located.

"Niang Niang." He called out in a respectful voice.

"Come in."

Xie Xian walked in, and saw that Wang Yuzhang’s fat face was already full of tears, his nose burst into tears, and Queen Xiao’s eyes were red and her eyes were swollen.

"Sorrow for the Empress, and for the Seventeenth Kings."

"The emperor has to rely on the empress to preside over the affairs of the emperor. Please don't cry and break your body. The minister just doesn't know... what about the princes and nobles in Xitang? Come here, or go back to the house for funeral?"

"How did my emperor brother die?" Yu Zhang Wang wiped his nose with his sleeve: "I want to see the emperor brother."

Empress Xiao looked at Xie Xian, and Xie Xian raised her left hand slightly: "Please come with the king."

He led to the emperor's bedroom. Although King Yuzhang was small, he didn't understand the truth. At first glance, he couldn't die well, and died of unfavorable fate.

"Who made this?"

"General Wei-do you know?"

Empress Xiao lowered her cry: "Today was originally the emperor...the day when you want to deal with King Jiang Xia, you have already deployed..."

Nothing else.

Needless to say anything else.

The implication is clear, Jiang Xia Wang is most suspicious.

King Yuzhang glanced at Xie Xian, this one may not be so innocent.

"Well, our brother and sister once, the emperor is dead, how can we not let A sister see him for the last time." He said, tears came down again.

Emperor Yongping is delusional of persecution, timid, suspicious, and sensitive, but he treats his two younger brothers and sisters very generously and never hesitates to reward him.

King Yu Zhang had his own careful thoughts, but that was just self-protection, and there was no disrespect to Emperor Yongping.

The elder brother of one's own relatives is on the throne, isn't it more beneficial to him than anyone else? He can still tell this point.

However, Emperor Yongping died.

Empress Xiao looked at Xie Xian, apparently taking his horse's head as her head, and nodding her head almost invisible when she saw him, she said softly: "It must be for the princess to see you. I think you will always be Xiaolang, able to stand up. There is an upset. The relationship between your brothers and sisters is so good, I'm afraid that after seeing the princess, even I can't help it..."

"I can't understand it. Now since Xiao Seventeen is here, you can take care of the eldest princess for a while..."

The tears of Empress Xiao's weeping are like the broken beads:

"What a good person the emperor is, how could he die so miserably?!"

The sound of the sobbing was not loud, but it spread out intermittently, and everyone was awe-inspiring, and they probably knew what had happened. Princess Xuancheng outside the West Hall has practiced martial arts for several years, and her hearing is more acute than ordinary people.

Hearing it wrong, his face immediately changed:

"Did you hear the cry?" She grabbed Xiao Baoxin, her face pale.

Xiao Baoshu: "...it seems to be there."

King Jiang Xia squinted Xiao Baoshu: "The consort has not been on the battlefield for a few years. I think his kung fu has regressed a lot. This king is old, and he doesn't listen so brightly. So it is true that the consort is also like this?"