C747 Wen Jingdi's Body Is Not in Good Condition

Before she could finish her sentence, Lu Cheng signaled the people beside her to shut her mouth.

He looked at Imperial Consort Li's unwilling eyes and her struggling body.

Lu Cheng's expression was dark and cold, carrying a kind of strange darkness unique to eunuchs, making Imperial Consort Li's heart tremble.

A sharp voice that was as sharp as a duck's throat sounded.

"What an idiot, to think that he would use such a method to threaten a proud and unyielding emperor! Don't you think that this is an extremely foolish thing?"

If she could live a quiet life, then she definitely wouldn't attract such a fatal disaster.

After all, with Crown Prince's care, it was inevitable that she would live after His Majesty.

But she had chosen to seek death herself, and now she had attracted such a disaster.

It did not matter if she died, but her life was tied to His Majesty's!

When he thought of this, even though Lu Cheng's heart was filled with grief, he did not dare to make the decision on his own.

After drinking a cup of poisonous wine, his face gradually turned green and purple, and his eyes, which were about to pop out, flashed with unwillingness and ruthlessness.

He collapsed to the ground and tightly clutched his neck. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he could not make a sound.

When Xiao Mingyu received the news that Imperial Consort Li had been bestowed death, his subordinates' movements paused slightly.

After a long silence, he softly sighed and said, "The emperor is still the emperor after all. His inherent dignity does not allow him to be controlled by others."

He tilted his head and looked into the distance. His features were clear and his tone was still calm.

"It's just that who exactly benefited from this move!"

The second day after Imperial Consort Li died, Emperor Wenjing was ill.

His face was pale, and his meridians were weak.

After the Imperial Physician diagnosed him, he could only beg for mercy in fear and trepidation, and then say some useless words. His Majesty's illness was very strange.

Later on, Emperor Wenjing didn't even want to hear it anymore, and directly waved his hand, making those quacks not appear in front of him again to disturb his peace and quiet.

After all, what exactly was going on, he couldn't be clearer in his heart.

When Emperor Wenjing was about to give Imperial Consort Li a death wish, Xiao Mingyu immediately sent a message to Dongfang Jin.

Now that Emperor Wenjing was getting thinner and thinner, he was kind and responsible. He tried his best to do a right Prime Minister's duty.

Furthermore, Emperor Wenjing gave most of his power to Xiao Mingyu.

For a moment, Xiao Mingyu was the main person in the Imperial Court.

Whether it was military affairs or trivial matters, he had to make a trip in front of Xiao Mingyu.

In the beginning, Xiao Mingyu was still able to deal with them with his temper, but after a few days, he lost his temper.

The entire Right Prime Minister Estate was emitting a bitter aura. The elegant young master had been forced to the point of being mentally weak.

Every time Lan Feng heard his young master cursing Dongfang Jin.

But when the war at the border came, he was like a good official working for the country and the people.

When Dongfang Jin received Xiao Mingyu's letter, he originally wanted to see Lan Xuehan, but it was too late.

Without any delay, he immediately set off.

Putting aside Emperor Wenjing's current situation, just the instability of the people in the Saint Capital did not allow him to have the slightest hesitation.

Qi City, within the military tent of Zihua Country.

Lan Yuhua looked at the military map hanging there and asked in a clear but sinister tone, "How is it? Has Dongfang Jin left?"

Lan Zhi bowed and said, "Just as Third Master expected, Dongfang Jin had already set off to return to the Saint Capital yesterday. Currently, there is no one left to defend the Linfeng Country's army. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity."