Chapter 337 The Emperor Passed Away!

Ji Yueze's heart grew colder and colder, and his body trembled constantly. He knew! Ji Xiaohan knew everything!

As if he felt that just saying this was not enough to hurt Ji Yueze, Ji Xiaohan pressed down hard on the handle of the dagger, and Ji Yueze screamed in pain. The shrill scream that echoed in the hall was chilling.

"ah……"

Ji Yueze was in so much pain that his eyes were dizzy. In a trance, he heard Ji Xiaohan say in that devilish voice: "It seems that my royal brother hasn't remembered it completely. Let me help my royal brother recall it again. Where did the second knife stab? Oh! It's here again!"

After that, without giving Ji Yueze time to react, he pulled out the knife and stabbed it into the chest again. The second time Ji Yueze killed the late emperor, because of nervousness and panic, he did not stab into the same place and stabbed off the target.

The angle of the needle was off, and it just happened to pierce the heart's aorta directly. The person died in just a few breaths.

Ji Yueze's heart was shrinking violently because of fear. He knew that if Ji Xiaohan really wanted to kill him in the same way, when the second knife fell, he would die in pain like his father.

In the end, Ji Xiaohan's knife didn't penetrate him, but instead hung in mid-air, admiring his ugly appearance with an ambiguous look on his face. "You look like a stray dog ​​now, which is really a disgrace to our royal family."

Ji Yueze couldn't hear clearly what Ji Xiaohan said. He was pale, breathing in the air with big gulps, struggling desperately, "Ji Xiaohan, no matter what, we are brothers, please let me go! Give me a way to live... Ugh!"

His plea for mercy did not give him a chance to survive, but instead angered Ji Xiaohan. The short knife that had not fallen for a long time stabbed into his body again with a "puff".

Ji Yueze only felt a warm liquid gushing out from his heart, his vision went dark, and his whole body felt cold. Soon, he couldn't even open his eyes. When he closed his eyelids, he saw the bloodthirsty smile on Ji Xiaohan's lips.

Throwing away the collapsed Ji Yueze, Ji Xiaohan took out a white handkerchief, carefully wiped the blood off the dagger, and said to everyone calmly: "The emperor has passed away."

"The Emperor has passed away!"

"The Emperor has passed away!"

Everyone present was brought into the palace by Ji Xiaohan. When they heard what Prince Xiao said, they immediately ran around to tell others, and the news of the emperor's death spread all the way from the hall.

When the soldiers guarding the palace gate heard this, they became even more determined to block the gate. Anyone who shouted loudly again would be apprehended and taken away.

When the emperor passes away, it is the most dangerous time for the palace. Various forces may take this opportunity to secretly emerge. After all, the attraction of being above thousands of people is enough to lure every ambitious person, but if you are not careful, you may be doomed from then on.

As the crown prince of the Eastern Palace, Ji Mingshuo was the closest to the palace and was the most dangerous. That day, when Ji Xiaohan led tens of thousands of soldiers into the palace and closed the palace gates, he knew that something was wrong.

His secret guards tried their best but were unable to get his father away safely, and not even a single secret guard they sent out returned.

All conspiracies and tricks are delusions in the face of absolute strength.

He was surrounded in the East Palace, and the bodies of his confidants were thrown at the door of his study. All those who belonged to his East Palace were either killed or detained in the courtyard.

Ji Mingshuo wanted to find an opportunity to go out and ask for help, but he was unable to do anything.