On their way to various places, the scouts from all walks of life kept shouting the words "His Royal Highness King Qi has passed away". As a result, both ordinary people and businessmen and celebrities learned the news at the first time.

One person, one village, one town, one county, and even one state will all have a chain reaction, with the whole people mourning and every family in mourning.

In the end, all the people in Qingzhou cried loudly, and everyone wore sackcloth and wore mourning.

Qingzhou turned into "Baizhou" overnight.

Qijun, Qingzhou.

Mi Yue was in the palace, sewing a piece of clothing with her own hands.

This is a robe specially sewn for Zhao Changqing. Every stitch and every stitch contains Mi Yue's deep longing for him.

She has never mended clothes for anyone. As a princess of a country, she did not have to learn this so-called needlework since she was a child.

Because it was my first time to sew, my hands were almost pricked by needle points, and I often suffered pain from my fingers to my heart.

But she didn't give up. She endured the pain and hurriedly bandaged the wound before continuing to sew it up.

At this moment, she was carefully sewing this robe as usual. She wanted to wait for him to come back from the expedition and put it on for him with her own hands.

She tried to forget that night, but she still thought of it from time to time, causing her to worry about gains and losses every day. Gradually, she understood that she might have fallen in love with him.

When I was putting all my energy into threading the needle and thread, an accident suddenly happened. I accidentally pricked my index finger again.

She put the pricked finger in her mouth, trying to stop the bleeding. At this moment, she thought of him again.

Suddenly, Xiaolan burst in from outside the door, "Oh no, Your Highness, something bad has happened!"

While Mi Yue was bandaging her finger, she looked at her and said, "Why are you so panicked?"

Xiaolan said anxiously: "There are soldiers in the city riding horses and shouting in the streets, saying that the prince was attacked by the enemy and died in battle!"

Mi Yue stood up suddenly after hearing the sound, not caring about the finger that was pricked by the needle tip. She grabbed Xiaolan's arms and said in a panic: "How is it possible? How could Zhao Changqing die? Even if he was attacked, he would have someone like this beside him.

With so many experts protecting you, how can your life be in danger?"

Xiaolan took Miyue's hand and ran out, saying as she ran, "It's the real princess! You'd better go and see what's going on in the city right now!"

Mi Yue was stunned by the news, and was dragged to a street in the city by Xiaolan.

When she saw what happened on this street, she was dumbfounded.

The whole city was austere, and everyone was holding a brazier and burning paper outside the door. There were even small groups of merchants holding filial piety sticks, walking in the streets, taking out white paper from the basin held by the servants around them and scattering it into the air.

Side note:

"Benefactor of Qingzhou! His Highness King Qi! Please go home!"

"Go all the way to the southwest, that's the way home! Your Highness, King Qi, is home!"

Mi Yue suddenly became hysterical. She stopped the merchants and cursed angrily: "What are you doing! The prince is so brave and invincible, how could he die?! How could he die? How could he..."

As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he suddenly fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

Xiaolan hugged her, not knowing what to do for a moment.

The merchants sighed, walked around her and continued walking forward.

Miyue cried and cried, maybe because she was too sad, and finally fainted.

Wei State, Chang'an.

In Zhuque Street, Changle, Cao Jianjia and other celebrities were gathering in a teahouse to recite poems and compose poems.

On the second floor, Chang Le and Cao Jianjia were sitting on the floor, talking and laughing.

Suddenly, I saw a chaotic sound on the street, and I looked over.

I saw a soldier riding a fast horse on the street shouting loudly, "His Royal Highness the King of Qi has died, and the army is trapped in the barren mountains! His Highness the King of Qi has died, and the army is trapped in the barren mountains!"

Changle heard the sound and ran down the teahouse as if struck by lightning. The guards around him followed closely.

When she saw the knight on horseback heading towards the palace, she hurriedly called an ordinary citizen next to her and asked, "What did the knight say just now?"

The common man was shocked when he saw that there were so many guards with swords behind her. He had never seen such a battle before, and he was very frightened and did not dare to deceive. He said tremblingly: "He...he

Said...His Royal Highness King Qi passed away..."

Chang Le felt a pain in his heart. He was stunned for a moment and spit out a mouthful of blood. His heart was like a thousand arrows piercing through it. Qi and blood were boiling in his internal organs, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Cao Jianjia also ran to her with an anxious look on her face. She couldn't believe it and said in a somewhat consoling tone: "Your Highness, please don't be anxious. Maybe there is something wrong with this matter?

Don’t you often say that His Highness, King Qi, is brave enough that even General Chen Qingzhi and General Xiao Yuming Xiao might not be his opponent if they join forces? How could he die?”

These words gave Chang An a little spark of hope, and she ran madly towards the palace regardless of her own safety.

Chongde Hall.

Great court meeting.

When it was about to end, the guards reported that a scout had come from Qingzhou to report the latest news from the front line.

The Emperor of Wei quickly called him in.

After the scout stepped into the hall, he knelt and came to the front of the civil and military officials. Then, after a few "bang bang" noises, the scout cried loudly and said while crying:

"Your Majesty, His Highness the King of Qi fought with the enemy on a plain. Unfortunately, he was ambushed. He...died in battle and passed away!"

As soon as the scout said this, the civil and military officials in the court immediately became uproar.

The Emperor of the Wei Dynasty was shaken, and he immediately stood up, pointed at the scout and cursed angrily: "You are so brave! My son Changqing has the appearance of a soldier, how can he be defeated? How can he die?! You must be

You are lying! You must be deceiving me! I will punish you for deceiving the king!"

At the end of the sentence, his voice sounded a little crazy. He picked up the incense burner in front of the dragon chair and threw it towards the scout who was kneeling on the ground.

The scout did not dodge. When the incense burner hit him, he kowtowed again. His head was instantly bruised and bloody. He said in a sad voice: "Your Majesty, Your Highness King Qi... he did die in battle!"

In an instant, Emperor Wei felt that his head was very painful, and he had a splitting headache. He steeled himself and shouted angrily: "Impossible! Impossible! My son Changqing is proficient in the art of war, how can he die in battle?"

After saying this, he sat down on the dragon chair and almost fainted.

All civil and military officials in the court immediately shouted, "Your Majesty, please take care of your dragon body!"

Emperor Wei sat slumped on the dragon chair and did not listen to the civil and military words of the court. He just gritted his teeth and kept muttering: "How could my son Changqing die... How could it be possible... He is so good at fighting?

How could he die!

My son Evergreen is invincible in the world, how is it possible...how is it possible! It hurts me so much! It hurts me so much!"

Upon seeing this, all the civil and military officials in the court knelt on the ground and hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon body!"

Among them, Li Ziyuan, the Ninth Prince and others were naturally devastated, while the other princes had their own thoughts and emotions.

The news about the death of His Royal Highness King Qi was so sudden that it caught everyone off guard.

The Emperor of Wei felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was about to faint, so when he still had the strength to speak, he issued an order:

"I order everyone from top to bottom in the Wei Kingdom to wear filial piety for my son. I order Chen Qingzhi to lead an army of 100,000 people to march north to Qingzhou to stop the Jin army from attacking. I order all the provinces, states and counties across the country to urgently mobilize 300,000 troops to go together.

Qingzhou, under emergency dispatch by Chen Qingzhi, is trying to find out who killed my son, I want his life!

I want to crush his bones and raise him to ashes! I will send someone to tell the Shushan Sword Sect and ask them to send masters to sneak into the Jin Kingdom. I will kill the whole family of the person who killed my son and bury him with him!"

After saying this, he fainted from a headache.
Chapter completed!