With a loud noise, the lightning broke through the sky and landed straight on the standing figure at the highest point of the rain prayer altar.

Emperor Qingchun fell down without even making a scream.

The incident was so sudden that everyone was stunned for a moment. It was not until the closest Psynical official to Emperor Qingchun called out the emperor in horror that people woke up as if they were dreaming and rushed towards the round platform.

"Emperor, what's wrong with the emperor?"

Countless people asked loudly.

The prince, who was kneeling on the second floor, stood up, ran forward a few steps quickly, and saw clearly Emperor Qingchun lying on the ground.

Emperor Qingchun is in his prime. Because he is well maintained, he still looks like a handsome and elegant man.

At this moment, the prince saw a charred and twisted human figure, like a piece of burnt wood.

The prince had never seen such a terrifying scene. He immediately staggered back and sat on the ground.

At this time, the ministers had no choice but to take care of the rules and climbed to the rain prayer altar. After seeing Emperor Qingchun's appearance, they were filled with their souls and cried.

The heavy rain fell, intertwined with the crying of the ministers.

Fear occupied everyone's hearts.

The emperor was struck by lightning to death on the day of praying for rain. This is the death of the country!

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo-

Amid the cries, Emperor Qingchun's most trusted eunuch Liu Xi shouted: "Transfer to the Imperial Doctor, hurry up and pass on the Imperial Doctor!"

He completely disbelief of the fact that the emperor was struck to death by lightning.

The emperor is dead, what should he do?

Also thinking this way is Concubine Su.

As a palace concubine, she would be so glorious that she would be with the emperor to pray for rain.

She relies on her beauty, on Xueyan Pill, on her common secrets with the emperor, and these reliances eventually fell on the emperor.

Without the Emperor, she is nothing.

This perception made Concubine Su pale and shaky.

Compared to the panicked ministers, the prince's mood is much more complicated.

With the support of his aunt, he originally planned to poison his father on the way back to Beijing from Mount Taihua to create a illusion of serious illness, so that he could seize power without bloodshed.

For this reason, he became more and more filial and thoughtful.

When he was doing these things, he was under great pressure and dreamed of failure every night.

But he has to do it.

If you let your father continue to harm you, the country will be over.

But unexpectedly, before he could take action, his father died before he could take action.

With a thunder sound, the father died.

A tear flowed down the corner of the prince's eyes.

This tear is as complicated as his mood, not pure sadness.

In other words, sadness only accounts for a very small part.

At this time, people's attention was all focused on Emperor Qingchun, and almost no one paid attention to how the prince performed.

Some were kneeling on the ground and crying, and some were shouting loudly, and the scene became more and more chaotic.

Feng Cheng's attention has always been on Lu Xuan.

She watched him step by step towards the prince.

The figure was as tall as pine, and the ink-colored clothes had been wet by the rain, and they were attached to their bodies, outlining the young man's slender figure.

Feng Cheng opened his mouth and swallowed the word "Lu Xuan" next to his mouth again.

She knew better than anyone else that he was not Lu Xuan.

Of course she could forcefully stop him before he took action, but if the other party had not let go, she had stopped this time, what about the next time?

He could even admit that he was Lu Mo, returned to the Duke's Mansion to live, and then wait for a better opportunity to make trouble.

By then, even if she said he had ill-behaved, no one believed it.

In Feng Cheng's opinion, if he had no intention of giving up, he might as well wait for him to take action, at least he could destroy the identity of "Lu Mo" in full view of everyone.

The boy in black walked to the prince, and was in chaos and almost no one paid attention.

Just like no one noticed that a girl was quietly following behind the boy in black.

"Your Highness." Lu Xuan shouted.

When people are in panic, it is undoubtedly relieved to appear in trusted people. When they see Lu Xuan coming, the prince showed anxious face: "Cousin Xuan!"

Lu Xuan's tone was filled with concern: "Your Highness, are you okay?"

"I... it's okay." The prince then got up, his legs were still weak.

Lu Xuan has come closer.

"It's so messy here. Your Highness, I'll take you down first."

"Okay." The prince naturally would not refuse and approached by Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan reached out to help the prince.

The prince also stretched out his hand.

He felt uncomfortable, but his mind was confused and he didn't realize something was wrong.

Feng Cheng saw it.

Lu Xuan stretched out his left hand to support the prince, and flipped his right hand to send out the dagger.

She kicked her out and kicked the dagger away with her straight toes.

The dagger flew high and then fell down, hitting the bluestone ground, making a crisp sound.

The sound was covered by various sounds, but the dagger lying quietly on the ground was washed by the rain could not be covered.

The prince was so shocked that he forgot to react and stared at Lu Xuan.

The person who saw this scene shouted: "Someone assassinated the prince!"

This shout immediately attracted countless sights.

Lu Xuan did not succeed, so he reached out to grab the prince.

Feng Cheng stood in front of the prince, his face as if he was cold-bing: "What are you going to do?"

Lu Xuan didn't say a word, and instead grabbed Prince Xiang's hand and grabbed Feng Cheng, wanting to pull her away.

Feng Cheng greeted him and fought with Lu Xuan.

Both of them had bare hands, but they could clearly see Feng Cheng gaining the upper hand.

While the two of them were fighting, several officials protected the prince and retreated until the imperial guards who had rushed over.

More and more imperial guards came and surrounded the two of them.

These imperial guards held long swords, because the emperor was dead, so they naturally waited for the prince's orders.

"How could it be? How could it be?" First, the father was struck to death by lightning, and then assassinated by his cousin. The prince was in a mess and murmured and repeated this sentence. How could he think of saying anything?

So a strange scene was formed: a young man and a woman who were originally an unmarried couple fought together, and the ministers and the imperial guards surrounded and watched.

The strange atmosphere did not last long, and Feng Cheng won.

She lifted the dagger on the ground with her toes and crossed it to Lu Xuan's neck.

"Bold, you actually assassinated the crown prince!" a minister shouted angrily.

More people started to scold.

The emperor is already dead. If something happens to the prince again, the Great Wei will be completely over!

"Cousin Xuan, why did you do this?" The prince calmed down and took a step forward.

The minister on the side advised: "Your Highness, don't get close to the evildoers."

The prince signaled others not to speak, staring straight into Lu Xuan's eyes.

The rain is already light.

Those eyes that he had been familiar with since childhood were still so dark, but they felt a little strange.

"Cousin Xuan, why do you do this?" the prince asked again.

If he didn't understand, he couldn't accept it.

Cousin Xuan has been his companion since he was a child. They have been together for longer than relatives. If you ask who the person he trusts the most in this world, it is undoubtedly Cousin Xuan.

The boy who was pressed by Feng Cheng with a dagger against his neck was still silent.

The ministers began to persuade the prince to detain Lu Xuan first.

At this time, Feng Cheng spoke: "Your Highness, he is not Lu Xuan."
Chapter completed!