Zhai Xiyou left the bed, went straight to the dragon bed, and squeezed Zhai Xiying away.

Zhai Xiying looked at Zhai Xiyou's heartbroken expression and felt disgusted secretly.

Is this his father? And he is the emperor's prince? Why didn't Zhai Xiying show any emotional change after Zhai Yuan died?

Faintly, Zhai Xiying still felt a sense of joy, because Zhai Yuan died. He was happy for his mother and concubine, and he was also happy for Zhai Xiye's mother-concubine, Concubine Li, who died tragically.

The dog emperor who brought harm to the world is finally dead. Isn't this a great thing?

Seeing that the person was really dead, You Ruo pursed her red lips tightly, caressed Zhai Xiying's chest, and then said: "Let's go back home, I'm tired."

"Okay." Zhai Xiying put her arms around Youruo's shoulders and led Youruo away from the emperor's palace.

After Zhai Xiyou woke up, he only looked at Youruo twice, crying unspeakably in his heart, so much so that Youruo left with Zhai Xiying, and Zhai Xiyou did not say hello to her.

In the palace, mournful wails resounded. Some of the three thousand beauties in the harem shed tears of sadness because of the emperor's death. There were also palace servants who were making fun of the situation and cried so hard to express their sadness.

The news of Emperor Jian'an's death spread like crazy throughout the entire continent on the evening of May 1, the 23rd year of Jian'an. Even the Barbarian and Miao tribes outside the eastern border received the news.

It is true that the whole country is mourning, but the people will not be sad because there is still a prince who can ascend the throne. As long as the Shengtian Dynasty is not destroyed, they can live their lives in peace.

On May 2, the twenty-third year of Jian'an, it was the morning after the death of Emperor Jian'an.

All the officials went to court as usual. This time, Zhai Xiyou did not manage the affairs of the emperor as the prince, but as the one who was about to ascend the throne, sitting on the high throne.

"Prince, the late emperor has passed away. I sincerely request the prince to ascend the throne as emperor as soon as possible and bring peace to the people of the world!" In the court, the officials were already mentally prepared.

As early as a few days ago, the prince took over the throne. These officials standing in the Jinluan Palace were all looking forward to the prince taking office as soon as possible.

Zhai Xiyou's complexion was not good. He and his mother stayed beside the emperor's body all night last night.

"My dear friends, let me leave this matter to you. Choose an auspicious day and auspicious time, and then report it to me." He no longer cares when Zhai Xiyou will ascend the throne.

My father is dead, doesn't this world belong to him?

But before he ascends the throne, Zhai Xiyou wants to issue an arrest warrant to catch the damn Qiu!

"Master Criminal!" Zhai Xiyou called the name personally.

The top official of the Ministry of Punishment who was called came out.

"I order you to arrest one person with all your strength: Holy Son of Miao Curse!"

All the officials had also heard about the Miao sorcerer who boldly broke into the palace last night.

If it weren't for Princess Ying's presence, His Highness the Crown Prince sitting on the high platform at this moment might also be in trouble!

"I accept the order!" The criminal master respectfully accepted the order, and will go all out to catch the prisoner!

"The court is here for now. If you have no other important matters to report, please leave the court!" Zhai Xiyou was tired and did not want to deal with these officials.

All the officials had nothing to say, so they all knelt down and respectfully sent Zhai Xiyou off from the side hall.

When the prince left, the court was boiling into a pot of porridge. Everyone was talking about the death of the emperor, which was a major national event.

It was not until noon that everyone left the Jinluan Hall.

But the harem was in chaos.

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Chapter completed!