Diao Chan bowed and saluted, "Please, sir, abide by the late King's wish, and do not let him rest uneasily in the netherworld!"
Ye Feng's brow tightened. Diao Chan saw it clearly and quickly corrected herself, "Of course, if you refuse, I will not make things difficult for you. Please come and go as you please. I would never dare to interfere!"
Fearing that Li Ru might leave in a huff, Diao Chan quickly added, "As for how I know the King entrusted you with this, to be frank, after you left that day, I saw the King add some things to the paper. I deduced that the King intended for you to make the decision!"
Li Ru's hand beneath his cloak suddenly changed, and he handed the seal to Diao Chan.
"Madam, I dare not speak nonsense. This is the authority the King bestowed upon me. Now I return it to you. Let me handle this matter. If the King knew of this in the netherworld, he would surely smile!" Li Ru vowed to the heavens.
"Actually, there is no need to trouble other madams with this. I am already carrying the King's child." Diao Chan bowed again. "Please, sir, take care of me!"
"Your subject will undoubtedly dedicate himself to the utmost and not cease until death!" Li Ru bowed and slowly retreated. "Please, Madam, wait a moment. I will go into the city and arrange everything. I will surely ensure the King's post-death dignity!"
"Very well, sir!" Diao Chan readily agreed. Li Ru turned and mounted his horse, but his body trembled, clearly still weeping!
"Wake up!" Seeing Li Ru completely disappear, Diao Chan slapped Ye Feng. Ye Feng got up and stared at Diao Chan solemnly. "Are what the beauty just said true?"
"Guess!" Diao Chan smiled cunningly. "Of course not!"
Seeing Ye Feng's expression change from joy to regret, Diao Chan slowly began to explain. "If the King had died, then naturally there would have been no leader, and those people would not have acted. But what if there were a posthumous child left behind?"
"Those people will surely act with impunity!" Ye Feng added, his gaze profound. "At that time, my only bloodline will become a coveted prize, perhaps no less than Emperor Ling today!"
"Indeed. Your Majesty, do you want to see who is loyal to you and who has ulterior motives?"
"Alright, I will listen to the beauty!" Ye Feng readily agreed. However, shortly thereafter, his face turned like a bitter melon, and he said with a worried expression, "In that case, aren't you in danger, my dear?"
Diao Chan lay on the grass beside Ye Feng. "Does Your Majesty think he can protect me, or can the people left behind protect the General's Mansion?"
"Naturally!" Ye Feng replied without hesitation.
The system's products were bound to be fine goods. Even if he were truly gone, with Lu Bu leading the Third Legion, protecting Diao Chan would be more than enough!
"If that is the case, what else does Your Majesty have to fear? What else do I have to fear?" Diao Chan said softly to comfort him. "Only in this way can those with ulterior motives be revealed. Your Majesty's attack on Jiangxia will not be a war on two fronts, and the unification of the realm will be within reach!"
"How do you know I am going to attack Jiangxia?" Ye Feng's face darkened. "Did you perhaps read my letters?"
"Your Majesty, be gentle. You are hurting me!" Diao Chan said coquettishly. Ye Feng recoiled as if shocked and immediately released Diao Chan. Diao Chan then explained softly, "It's not that I deliberately eavesdropped, but Your Majesty spoke it out yourself while asleep!"
Diao Chan's words made Ye Feng's face flush. He could only embrace Diao Chan and quickly comfort her. "Fortunately, I only said this near you, my dear. If I had said it near someone else, it might have caused a great incident!"
"Your Majesty is talking nonsense," Diao Chan waved her hand. "Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
"Who would dare laugh at this king?" Ye Feng smiled faintly. "However, I do recall something else?"
"What is it?" Diao Chan asked eagerly. "What else does Your Majesty want to know? I will tell you everything today!"
"It's not that important. Who made that little thing of yours for you?" Ye Feng asked calmly. "It's quite interesting."
"Since Your Majesty likes it, I will give it to you." Diao Chan thought for a long time and then looked up. "It seems it was a craftsman named Ma Jun!"
Ma Jun? A craftsman!
A figure suddenly appeared in Ye Feng's mind: skilled at making various mechanical weapons, another inventor. With this person, a modern hospital would be here!
Ye Feng let out a laugh. Unexpectedly, at this moment, something had already happened outside. Everyone heard that the King of Chu was dead, and their expressions relaxed. The common people tied white flowers around their heads.
"Joyful, truly joyful. I have been bullied for so long, and now I finally see him die before my eyes," Zhang Rang said excitedly.
"Congratulations, Ancestor. Congratulations, Ancestor."
Only Song Jingang's face was gloomy. His backer was gone. In this way, his plan could be realized!
For a moment, Sun Jingang was filled with melancholy and looked towards the General's Mansion. He saw that everyone's expression was calm and he understood about seven or eight parts of it.
At one point, Song Jingang couldn't help but laugh. Zhang Rang turned to see Song Jingang and patted his back.
"To think the same thoughts as me, good!"
"It's all thanks to the Master's good teaching. This is all the Master's merit."
These words made Zhang Rang laugh heartily. At the same time, in another place, someone was secretly cupping his hands in reply. "Ye Feng is dead, so what should our plan be?"
"Did you see him die with your own eyes?" the white-haired man calculated secretly in his hand. "It's impossible for him to die at this time. What happened?"
"Do you mean the楼主's plan should be postponed for now? Then how should I reply to the Eastern Wu side?"
"Currently, the楼主 is outside sheltering us from the wind and rain. We should wait. Moreover, Ye Feng should not be dead." The white-haired man looked puzzled. "Have Third Brother and Seventh Brother returned?"
"This is precisely the second matter I am reporting. Third Brother was seriously injured and died from his wounds in his fight with Ye Feng, but he did poison Ye Feng. This is why Seventh Brother was able to succeed in a surprise attack!"
"It's a pity that two people from our building are gone just like that. However, Ye Feng is already dead. Who can stop our plan now? Will those forces not naturally fall into our hands? Then the unification of the realm will be within reach!" the white-haired man said wildly.
"Also, there is a third matter," said a person with a masked face, bowing humbly and cautiously.
"Speak freely!" The white-haired man was in a good mood. Their biggest obstacle, Ye Feng, was dead. Who was more suitable to lead the four prefectures' troops than them!
"Ye Feng left behind a posthumous child!" the masked man said cautiously.
"What?" The white-haired man grabbed the masked man by the neck and said coldly, "Absolutely impossible. Otherwise, our efforts will be in vain!"
"Please,楼主, think of a solution soon!" the masked man forced out this sentence. The white-haired man released his grip, and the masked man left with immense gratitude!
"Ye Feng, oh Ye Feng, your mistake was not leaving descendants. In that case, I can only send you to join me!" The white-haired man sneered, completely unaware that the cup in his hand had turned to dust.
Ye Feng, lying in the dense forest, saw someone approaching and quickly lay down where he was. Lu Bu strode over and grabbed Ye Feng, shaking him continuously. "My Lord, my Lord, wake up, wake up! Fengxian has not fought alongside you yet!"
Two punches landed, and the pain made Ye Feng doubt if he was truly alive!
"Fengxian, Fengxian, please accept my condolences!" Diao Chan watched helplessly as Lu Bu heavily pounded Ye Feng and hurriedly tried to persuade him.
"Madam, I know your love for my Lord is deep. Please do not try to persuade Fengxian on how to act. Let Fengxian bid my Lord a final farewell!" Lu Bu's eyes were filled with tears. Diao Chan instantly felt that she could not persuade him.
After much coaxing and pleading, she managed to get Lu Bu to release Ye Feng's body. Two or three people were found to carefully carry him into the coffin. Lu Bu immediately volunteered, "Madam, let Fengxian nail the coffin shut. Let me bid my Lord a final farewell!"
Diao Chan's heart skipped a beat. If Lu Bu were truly allowed to do this, wouldn't he suffocate Ye Feng in the coffin? She hurriedly shouted for him to stop, but it was too late. Three nails had already been driven in.
"Fengxian, stop for now!" Diao Chan cried out and rushed forward.
Lu Bu was even more baffled. He was clearly doing a good deed, so why was he being stopped? Did Diao Chan have some other intentions? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but scratch his head.
"Madam, could it be that my Lord had other instructions?" Lu Bu asked blankly. Seeing Lu Bu's straightforwardness, Diao Chan suppressed the urge to tell him the truth and instead brought up another topic.
"Do you know if Your Majesty had other beauties?" Diao Chan asked tentatively. "Do you know how they should be handled?"
Lu Bu was startled and hurriedly advised Diao Chan, "The King's body has not yet turned cold. You must not kill the other madams!" Then Lu Bu cautiously leaned closer to Diao Chan's ear. "If you must act, wait until after the King is buried, and then Fengxian will do it!"
Where on earth was this going? Diao Chan felt speechless and decided to stop beating around the bush and speak directly.
"If the other madams come to see my Lord one last time, and you have already nailed the coffin shut, then wouldn't the other madams have come in vain? Do you know what to do now?" Diao Chan said frankly.
"Tell the other madams not to come?" Lu Bu tentatively asked.
In fact, it was also a case of caring causing confusion. Lu Bu was immersed in grief and didn't have time to think too much.
"Lift the lid and let the other madams have one last look!" Diao Chan finally instructed directly.
"Alright!" Lu Bu grabbed the coffin lid, his waist bending, and the nails shot out instantly. Diao Chan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After the burial preparations were complete, the carriage slowly moved towards the city. Before they could enter the city, they heard a burst of crying. Diao Chan asked, "Who is crying?"
"It should be the citizens of the city spontaneously seeing off the King of Chu!" Lu Bu replied.
"Wait, due to the widespread plague, coffins are not allowed into the city. Don't you know this?"