Chapter 391 Finale



The familiar colors and patterns seemed so dazzling at this moment.

She only felt a buzzing sound in her head, as if hit by a heavy hammer. She lost all her strength in an instant and stood there in a daze.

Her face turned pale in an instant, like frost in winter, without a trace of blood.

His lips trembled uncontrollably and his teeth chattered, as if he could not bear the great shock and fear.

Her hands clenched unconsciously, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving clear red marks, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

Her eyes were filled with fear and anger as she stared at Eunuch Chen in the bear's belly. A strong sense of grief and hatred surged in her heart, as if she wanted to burn everything in front of her to ashes.

These two emotions intertwined in her heart, making her feel dizzy. A strong sense of dizziness came over her and she fainted.

When Princess Furu regained consciousness, she was already lying on her bed in her own bedroom. Everything around her was familiar and quiet, but she was drenched in cold sweat.

She stood up suddenly, the tragic scene of Eunuch Chen dying with his eyes open lingering in her mind like a nightmare, and her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

Anger and hatred surged in her heart. She clenched her hands into fists, her sharp nails digging deep into her palms, leaving shocking red marks, but she was completely unaware.

She gritted her teeth and squeezed out cold words from between her teeth: "Murong Chong, sooner or later, I will make you die even more miserably!"

Every word was filled with bone-chilling hatred.

At this moment, there was a flurry of footsteps outside the bedroom, and her personal maid stumbled in, her face full of tears, and she shouted in a trembling and sad voice: "Your Highness, the Emperor has passed away!"

Princess Furu felt her eyes go dark and her mind went blank in an instant. She widened her eyes in disbelief, as if she wanted to see through the palace maid to confirm that this was a joke.

But the grief on the maid's face made her realize that this cruel reality could not be escaped.

She didn't have time to think about it, and didn't even bother to put on her shoes. She rushed out barefoot like crazy.

She ran all the way from the princess's residence towards the imperial study, clutching the hem of her skirt tightly, her hair flying messily in the wind. Her rapid breathing and hurried steps made her look extremely embarrassed.

Finally, Princess Furu arrived at the emperor's bedroom panting.

The room was filled with a strange and oppressive atmosphere. She saw a half-naked concubine in the corner of the bed, covering her mouth and shivering, her eyes full of fear and despair.

And lying in the center of the bed was her father.

There was still a stiff smile on his face, but the dark blue in his eyes and the pale, bloodless lips indicated the end of life.

Princess Furu understood without the need for a physician's diagnosis.

Her father died in bed from excessive indulgence.

By the time Wei Che and his group arrived in the capital, exhausted and dusty, it was already a week later. They rode at top speed, extremely anxious, but even so, they still seemed to be a step behind.

When they finally stepped into the city gate of the capital, the scene before them made everyone's heart tighten.

On both sides of the streets in the capital, the originally colorful shop signs and decorations were gone, replaced by hanging white silk.

The white silk fluttered gently in the wind, like pale ghosts, silently telling the sorrow of this city.

Officers and soldiers lined up neatly on the streets. They were dressed in black mourning clothes and patrolled the streets with heavy and slow steps.

Everyone's expression was extremely solemn, and their eyes were filled with depression and sadness.

Their presence adds a touch of solemnity and desolation.

Once, the capital was bustling and bustling, its streets bustling with traffic and people. The cries of vendors, the chatter of pedestrians, and the rumble of horse-drawn carriages intertwined to create a vibrant urban symphony. But now, all of this has vanished, leaving only a deathly silence.

The market, which is usually bustling with activity, is now deserted. The stalls are empty and some miscellaneous items are scattered on the ground, as if telling of its former prosperity.

The hawkers who used to roam the streets and alleys are now nowhere to be seen, as if all the vitality of this city has been drained away overnight.

Occasionally, a breeze blew, stirring up the dust on the ground, but it did not bring any vitality, but instead made the silence even deeper.

The birds no longer chirped, and the cats and dogs disappeared. The entire capital seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze, so depressing that it made people breathless.

Wei Che was riding on his horse, and when he saw all this, his face instantly became extremely heavy.

His hands unconsciously tightened the reins, but it was too late!

He had not been riding for long when he came face to face with Murong Chong, dressed in black mourning clothes, riding his horse slowly towards him.

Murong Chong smiled, his eyes gleaming with pride as he said, "Wei Che, you're still too late. Everything is over. The Emperor's will will be issued soon. You might as well plan your prison life for the next seven days."

Wei Che's eyes instantly turned cold, staring at Murong Chong with a sharp gaze, and said without a hint of weakness: "As long as the will is not issued, Murong Chong, you will never succeed."

Murong Chong had a smug smile on his face, and there was a hint of contempt and provocation in his eyes.

He looked at Wei Che and sneered, "Wei Che, Princess Furu is also dead. Her last will must be about me. This is a foregone conclusion. Don't struggle any more."

After hearing Murong Chong's words, Wei Che was shocked. He pursed his lips, his eyes full of disbelief.

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