Mu Jiyue looked at him with pity, "The poisonous gas has long attacked the heart. The organs in your body have been necrotic and there is no way to restore the world."

He, the emperor, was too failed and actually killed himself.

What kind of things did he do that are angry and resentful?

The emperor's heart was so painful that he couldn't accept such a remark. He must be lying to him!

"You are a miracle doctor, you must have a way."

He looked at Mu Jiyue with a gaze. If there was someone in this world who could save him, it would be Mu Jiyue.

Mu Jiyue said lightly, "The miracle doctor is a doctor, not a god."

No matter how good the medical skills are, they cannot stop the footsteps of the god of death.

The emperor completely collapsed and shouted hysterically, "This is clearly an excuse. If you don't want to save me, just say it, what excuses do you make."

Is he going to die? No, don't!

Mu Jiyue glared at him impatiently, "Do I still need to make excuses for a fool like you? You used any means to ascend to the throne by stepping on the bones of countless people, but ended up like this. Do you regret it?"

The emperor kept twitching, his eyes blurred, "No, I don't regret it, I am the emperor, I won!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped moving and lay straight on the couch.

Eunuch An was frightened and rushed over, shaking constantly, "Emperor, Master, wake up, don't scare the slave."

But no matter what he called, the emperor was motionless and lost his breath.

A stream of sadness surged into his heart, and his tears fell.

Xiao Guizi carefully explored the emperor's breath and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty is Bintian."

Finally dead, great.

Eunuch An was greatly stimulated, and the sky was spinning, tears were pouring like a spring, "No."

The emperor closed his eyes, looked painful, and he was no longer energetic, ending his short and sinful life.

Mu Jiyue frowned slightly, sighed softly, and her heart was empty.

I didn't expect him to die like this, but he died so suddenly.

Eunuch An rushed over and kowtowed to her desperately, "Princess, I beg you to save the emperor without grudges. Even though he is not good at everything, he is the emperor of Tianyou after all, save him."

He kept kowtowing, his head was broken and his head was bleeding.

Mu Jiyue walked to the couch and took a closer look, "I'm dead, how can I save you?"

In fact, his death was a relief.

It's a good thing for everyone.

But Eunuch An is the only exception. He came to his master at the age of six and stayed with him for half his life. He had long regarded his master as his own heaven.

If it collapses today, can he still survive?

"You can bring people back to life and resurrect the emperor, princess, the emperor is wrong. Let him apologize to you at that time..."

He begged hard, only to touch Mu Jiyue's heart.

Mu Jiyue pursed her lips, "Return to life? Do you really treat me as a god? If you had that ability, you would have called the wind and rain and made waves long ago."

How could she have that ability?

Eunuch An was so cold that he refused to give up, "Princess, even if the emperor makes mistakes, it is your blood relative, princess."

He was already hysterical and his emotions were completely out of control.

Jiyue sympathized with him and had a good impression of his loyalty and righteousness.

"Ba." Xiao Guizi rushed over and slapped Eunuch An.

"Shut up, Eunuch An, please be more awake. The emperor is dead. Do you still want to force the princess?"

This is to please the princess. Now he can only pass through this level by finding a big backer.

Marquis Anting is good, but what's the use of no matter how good it is? I can't count on it.

Eunuch An's cheeks tingled, but he didn't wake up a little. He looked at the emperor on the couch and muttered in pain, "How could he die? How could he?"

Just now, their master and servant were still calculating An Tinghou excitedly, but why did they become like this in a blink of an eye?

Jiyue shook her head pity, "Get it aside and go out with me."

"Yes." Xiao Guizi responded cleverly.

The dark room was too small, and more than a dozen people were crowded, and they couldn't move their bodies away. Jiyue glanced at the emperor for the last time and walked out.

When she walked to the door, she turned around and called out.

"Eunuch An."

Eunuch An stood still in a daze, as if he had no soul.

Xiao Guizi pushed her back, secretly anxious.

"Eunuch An, the princess is asking you, please reply quickly."

Eunuch An refused to go over and said coldly, "My master is dead. When he is buried, I will naturally go with him."

He is a dying person, what else is there to be scary?

Jiyue raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, "I didn't expect you to be a rare loyal minister. If you want your master to be buried in the imperial tomb, just be more at ease."

According to her thoughts, he found a place to bury people. After he did so many misunderstandings, how could he be qualified to enter the imperial tomb?

Eunuch An was hit by a thunderclap and was frightened and angry, "What? Do you dare not let your master enter the imperial tomb? This is not in accordance with the rules, and all civil and military officials and the royal family will not agree."

Emperors of all dynasties will be buried in imperial tombs after their deaths. This is a rule passed down for thousands of years.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as the unswerved emperor.

If you can't protect your own country and be stolen by others, who will bury the previous emperor?

Jiyue said regardless of the matter, "I also want to give him a posthumous title, Emperor Ai, what do you think?"

Eunuch An saw dark, Emperor Ai? This is the worst posthumous title. Only the undemocratic emperor who ruined his country can have such posthumous titles.

"Princess, please be kind to you. Everyone is dead, and all the grudges should be eliminated. Please give up your hands and accumulate virtue."

He believed that with Mu Jiyue's strong character who was the only one who said it, she might be able to do it.

How could he bear to be despised by his master and ridiculed by his descendants?

Mu Jiyue smiled slightly and was very charming, "It depends on what you did?"

Eunuch An was in a mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery in front of him. He was very powerless. "What do you want to know?"

Mu Jiyue stopped going around with him and asked directly, "Where is the Dragon Order? Where is the Military Talisman?"

Eunuch An knew that she wanted these things, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "It's all in the hands of Marquis An Ting. If you have the ability, go and grab it."

Mu Jiyue didn't believe his lies, "Don't fool me, I know too well what kind of virtue he is. The Dragon Order is his life-saving talisman, and he will not hand over the power easily."

The more insecure the more I feel, the more I want to hold on to the power in my hands. This is the kind of person that the emperor today is.

He will not trust others, nor will he entrust his safety and future to others.

Eunuch An was secretly shocked. She guessed everything right, it was so amazing.

"This is the arrangement made by the emperor, I really don't know."

Mu Jiyue was not in a hurry or angry, and said with a smile, "Is that right? Well, let's settle the posthumous title of Emperor Ai and be buried in Luofengpo."
Chapter completed!