Douluo: Becoming Qian Renxue

Chapter 287 Exploration

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside, like a sharp sword, breaking the silence.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I have something to ask you!" His voice revealed anxiety and uneasiness.

Xue Qinghe frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, as if a stone was thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples.

"The prince has ordered that His Majesty is resting and no one is allowed to disturb him!" the guard at the door said loudly, his voice firm and majestic.

"How dare you! I have important matters to report to His Majesty. Who dares to stop me?" The minister's voice was a little angry, like a burning flame, hot and unstoppable.

Xue Qinghe took a deep breath, calmed down, and said with a bit of sadness in his tone: "Let him in."

The voice seemed to come from the deep valley, carrying endless sorrow.

Soon, an old man hurried in. When he saw the situation in the house, his face suddenly changed, as if he was hit by a bolt from the blue, his eyes were full of shock and panic.

Xue Qinghe raised his slightly lowered head, his eyes slightly red. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His voice was trembling, filled with endless sorrow: "Father... passed away."

This sentence was like a blockbuster bomb that exploded in the old man's heart. His body trembled as if he had lost the strength to support himself.

The old man fell to his knees and burst into tears: "Your Majesty! Why did you die like this? What should we ministers do now?"

Xue Qinghe looked at him coldly and raised his eyebrows.

It’s really a cat crying and a mouse pretending to be compassionate.

This old man is usually close to Xue Xing. Although he did not express his attitude during this cooperation, she is not quite sure.

But he pretended to be sad on the surface and said, "Now that my father has passed away, we should stabilize the situation as soon as possible."

The minister wiped his tears, stood up, and said, "Your Highness, you are right. The most important thing right now is to establish a new emperor to calm the people's hearts."

Qian Renxue's heart was filled with ripples. It seemed that Xue Xing had won over this person. She had originally planned to deal with Emperor Xue Ye's funeral first, and then slowly plan the throne and her plan.

But now it seems that Prince Xuexing can't wait any longer as soon as Emperor Xue Ye dies.

He started calling people to test the waters.

Establish a new emperor? That sounds good. A living prince is standing in front of you. How can you talk about establishing a new emperor?

Xue Qinghe glanced at him calmly and said, "That's true. However, the matter of ascending the throne is of great importance and needs to be considered carefully."

"Well, that's natural. But the country cannot be without a king for a day, and we must make a decision as soon as possible." The minister tried his best to ignore the word "ascend the throne" she said and pressed on.
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Ten days ago, an explosive news spread throughout the entire Douluo Continent—the Emperor Xue Ye of the Tiandou Empire passed away!
This news was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and making the already bustling continent even more bustling.

The funeral of Emperor Xue Ye was being prepared intensively. At the same time, the Tiandou Empire announced that it would hold a ceremony to enthronize the new emperor in a month. At that time, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe would officially ascend the throne and become the new emperor of the Tiandou Empire. This news spread throughout the continent and became a hot topic. The death of Emperor Xue Ye made many people feel sorry and gloat over it, and the news that Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was about to ascend the throne also attracted widespread attention.

"Teacher, you are here." Xue Qinghe looked at Ning Fengzhi with a smile, his eyes revealing a hint of fatigue and sadness.

Ning Fengzhi gently patted Xue Qinghe's shoulder and said with concern: "Qinghe, you will ascend the throne soon. You must take care of your health and have a good rest during this period."

Xue Qinghe nodded gratefully, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "Teacher, I know I need to have a good rest. However, my father has passed away only a few days ago. Now is the time when the people of the empire are in a panic and the situation is turbulent. As the future emperor, how can I rest in peace? What's more, my uncle is eyeing me covetously..."

Speaking of this, Xue Qinghe couldn't help but frowned.

Ning Fengzhi's expression also became a little solemn. He remembered that Xue Qinghe had once reminded him about Prince Xuexing, and a feeling of worry welled up in his heart.

So, he asked softly, "Qinghe, you reminded me last time that Prince Xuexing was not quite right recently. Have you found out anything else?"

Xue Qinghe shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Teacher, I don't know what to do. The emperor's uncle..." He hesitated to speak, as if he had something to hide.

Ning Fengzhi patted his shoulder gently, signaled him with his eyes to relax, and then said gently: "Qinghe, you can speak out whatever you think, don't be restrained."

Xue Qinghe took a deep breath and sighed helplessly, "The emperor's uncle should have some kind of deal with Xueyan Pavilion. Now that I am about to ascend the throne, the information network is gradually expanding. These are the conclusions inferred based on the information collected in recent days."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly to show his approval, but was secretly surprised that Xue Qinghe had noticed the matter between Xue Yan Pavilion and Prince Xue Xing so quickly.

"It should be in these few days..." Xue Qinghe murmured in a low voice, with a hint of worry in his tone.

Ning Fengzhi looked at him calmly and said slowly: "Qinghe, I understand the tremendous pressure you are under right now. And your uncle is indeed about to take action."

Xue Qinghe's face still maintained that elegance, but his eyes revealed a determined light, "Teacher, this time the emperor's uncle really left me no choice. I can only do this for the stability and peace of the empire..."

Ning Fengzhi understood the meaning behind his unfinished words and comforted him softly, "Qinghe, I understand your difficulties."

Ning Fengzhi didn't continue the previous topic and frowned, "But there is one thing that has always puzzled me. The death of Emperor Xue Ye was too sudden. I always feel that there seems to be some unknown secrets hidden in it."

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Qian Renxue's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and Ning Fengzhi did not notice anything unusual.

Xue Qinghe's expression changed slightly, his eyes revealed surprise and doubt, and he asked in a low voice: "Teacher, what do you mean?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said seriously, "It's hard not to think too much about this matter. Although His Majesty was unwell before, he didn't die so suddenly. Moreover, his illness was not so serious that it could not be cured. All of this makes people wonder if someone is behind all this."

Xue Qinghe's face became even gloomier, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he lowered his voice and said, "Could it be that the emperor's uncle did it?" There was a flash of anger in his eyes.

Ning Fengzhi nodded gently to show his agreement. His eyes were full of worry and thoughtfulness. The two of them looked at each other, with countless plans surging in their minds.

(End of this chapter)