Chapter 467: The Death of the Monarch (2)
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Uncle Sang and the others walked in, and when they saw the corpse, they were slightly stunned.
"This is the emperor at all......"
Tian Haojiao's head trembled so much that he couldn't hold the fold in his hand, and he fell to the ground with a snap.
The man lying in the superb coffin was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, and his majestic face still had the unwillingness and pain of death, so vivid.
If it weren't for the fact that this corpse was a death row prisoner brought out of the heavenly prison by Tian Hao himself, he would definitely be wrong and think that this was the real emperor!
That's it, he began to doubt himself.
"Didn't I bring out the death row prisoner from the prison at all, this dead man is really the emperor?" He said in disbelief.
Uncle Sang glanced at him, and he couldn't help but show a trace of horror.
Because they all know that this person just has a skeleton similar to the emperor, and his face and expression can't match it at all!
But the eldest lady was busy for a day and a night, and this person's demeanor completely changed, no different from the emperor!
Lady she ......
"Lao Sang, carry the coffin out, why are you stunned?" The old man outside the house said.
Uncle Sang shook his head and hurriedly ordered the soldiers to carry the coffin out.
The old man looked sideways at the people inside, and he was also slightly stunned.
After a moment, he squinted and smiled, his granddaughter's means are really getting stronger and stronger, and she is worthy of being the daughter of those two people, and her talent can't be hidden.
He didn't look any further, and waved his hand, "Carry it over." ”
Throne room.
Many people had already gathered in the palace, and all the courtiers, without exception, were waiting eagerly.
They couldn't believe that the emperor was dead, and it was too worthless to die.
Full of worries but did not dare to speak out in the palace, the Imperial Forest Army disappeared and replaced with an iron unicorn, and there were eyes of the Dingguo Mansion everywhere, and if it was not good, it would be annihilated, so I could only wait silently.
"It's coming!" There is humanity.
Everyone was shocked, and first saw several soldiers carrying the coffin into the temple.
Then Uncle Sang and others came in, and the old Dingguo Gong and the beautiful girl slowly appeared.
"The old man is well."
Everyone respectfully saluted Lao Dingguogong.
It's just that gaze that must be taken away by the girl who can't be ignored by anyone.
At a glance, it seemed as if she was the only one in the world, and then the surrounding scenery slowly lit up again.
The old man smiled faintly, "Colleagues don't have to be polite, let's take a look at the emperor first." ”
A word woke up the dreamer, and everyone came back to their senses one after another, and their eyes fell on the coffin.
The coffin was closed, blocking everyone's view.
"Open the coffin."
The girl's casual voice rang out.
It wasn't until her voice appeared that the ministers were really sure that she was the same person as the rampant woman at the banquet that day, and hurriedly put away their demeanor, so as not to offend this Shura girl.
The coffin slowly opened, revealing the true face of the person in the coffin.
Hiss......
The courtiers gathered in front of the coffin gasped.
What an emperor!
There was still a trace of drowning in the water from his dead appearance, and there was a hole in his chest pierced by a sword, and the blood stains melted on the dragon robe, which faded after being soaked in water.
"In order to let the big guy see clearly, we didn't even change the emperor's dragon robe, we just dried the clothes with Martian stones, please take a look. After reading it, you can be buried. The old man said.
All the courtiers wiped their sweat one after another, and the old ministers who could talk to the old man in terms of identity were all scared away by the blood of the moon falling into the city before, and at this moment eighty percent were lying on the bed with a high fever, and the rest of these people really didn't dare to argue with the old man.