"Father, father..."

With an anxious look on his face, Prince Zhao Yu stepped forward and shouted loudly toward the outside of the palace.

"Medical officer, medical officer..."

Anxious shouts continued to sound in the hall, and Zhao Yu's right hand was firmly held by Zhao Wang Zhao Zhong at this time.

"Prince, you must honor the Kingdom of Zhao and love your younger brother!"

"Father, please rest assured, I..."

Before Zhao Yu finished speaking, an anxious shout rang out.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's not good."

"A group of rebels attacked the palace. The guards rushed to fight and were no match for them. Now this group of rebels has invaded the palace city."

"What!"

Even the violent coughing could not cover up the look of shock on the face of King Zhao Zhao Zhong at this moment.

He really didn't expect that something like this would happen in Handan City before he died.

Looking at the visitor with burning eyes, Zhao Wang Zhao Zhong asked with wide eyes: "Do you know who the leader is?"

"The envoy is... is..."

"explain!"

Facing the increasingly stern gaze of King Zhao Zhao Zhong, the visitor could only whisper: "It's Young Master Xie."

"What!"

Another horrified voice sounded, followed immediately by the shouts of Prince Zhao Yu.

"Father, father..."
Chapter completed!