Later, He Became a Top-Notch Drag Queen

Chapter 198 - 199 - 200

Chapter 198 

Kang Chen's voice embodies the desolation and sorrow of the late emperor's last words, and it is not only Kang Chen's voice that makes people feel the heavy heart beating.

He looked at Wei Xianliang with an expression of deep love and reluctance. Just looking like that, with moist eyes, he dissected the late emperor's regrets and sadness in front of the audience.

As an emperor, the late emperor's life was not unsuccessful. He had done everything he could and should do. But at the end of his life, he found that he still cared deeply about this world.

He doesn't want to die.

Even though there was endless unspeakable pain in the lingering hospital bed, he still wanted to hold on and live one more day, another day, even... just one day.

He thought that as long as he didn't die, Wei Xianliang's power would not fall, so no matter how painful it was, he tried hard to live one more day and shelter his loved ones. This was a habit he could never forget even if death lay in front of him.

But he just couldn't help it. He couldn't fight the pain, and he couldn't fight death. The last thing he could do was to hold Wei Xianliang's hand like this and use all his strength to entrust him.

Virtuous...virtuous...his virtuous.

The late emperor's hand moved toward Wei Xianliang's cheek. Wei Xianliang trembled all over and moved forward eagerly. But just before their skin touched, the emperor's pale and withered hand fell loose and hit the bed.

...The emperor died.

In an instant, the heart-wrenching cries of the palace people rang out inside and outside the palace, overwhelming. Wei Xianliang, who had been guarding the bed, burst into tears and threw himself on the late emperor's chest. His body kept shaking, but he was The imperial body that stayed deep and eternal no longer had the vitality of life.

A bell slowly sounded on the screen.

As the bells rang, a team of 10,000 people in white clothes guarded the coffin and moved forward slowly. The whole country paid tribute to the emperor. Before the coffin was buried in the imperial mausoleum, the court and the public knelt at the steps. Wei Xianliang, dressed in white with a white scarf on his head, offered incense to the late emperor.

No one said anything, but the eyes of the cultural relic officials, both inside and outside the court, looked at Wei Xianliang with disdain and vigilance.

Everyone knows that this is not the right time to have an attack, but after this funeral is over, the whole country will be shaken by a bloody storm of change of ownership.

The late emperor had a decree to pass the throne to the eunuchs. For such a ridiculous thing, the ministers gritted their teeth and cursed Wei Xianliang for being so charming and charming. They exchanged glances with each other and decided in their hearts that even if they were killed one by one, they would never do it. This absurd thing cannot be allowed to come true in this country.

But no one expected, no one could imagine that just when the ministers across the country were thinking about how to prevent Wei Xianliang from ascending the throne after the funeral, Wei Xianliang did not survive until the funeral was over.

In full view of the public, the powerful eunuch who held the late emperor's will and had military power, and who could easily get the throne if he wished, drew his sword and committed suicide.

Ha... cut himself...

Who would have thought that everyone was mentioning Wei Xianliang, but there was nothing in Wei Xianliang's heart.