People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

Chapter 403 Emperor Xue Ye passed away, the whole country mourned

In Tiandou Imperial Palace, Emperor Xue Ye was lying on the hospital bed, his face was pale and haggard, and he was already exhausted.
His eyes were deeply sunken, as if hiding endless worry and fatigue.His breath, like a candle in the wind, will be extinguished at any time.

The air in Tiandou Imperial Palace was like solid ice, cold and heavy.Every courtier and maid lowered their heads tremblingly, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing the final peace of the great emperor on the bed.

His breathing was weak and rapid, and each breath required all the strength of his body.His skin became as pale as snow, and his body seemed to have been frozen by ice and snow.In his eyes, the majesty and wisdom of an emperor are no longer there, only the desire for life and the fear of death remain.His life is like the last candle in the winter night, which may be extinguished at any time.

All the court physicians and wizards were helpless. They could not stop the flow of life and heal this once powerful body.They could only stay by his side silently, ease his pain as much as possible, and help him through this final journey.

At this moment, Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng were kneeling beside Emperor Xue Ye's bed,
Their eyes were rosy, and their expressions were sad.In this cold night, they are about to lose the father who loved and protected them.

Emperor Xue Ye's chest rose and fell slightly, and every breath seemed extremely difficult.His hands tightly grasped the hands of Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng, as if conveying the last fatherly love to them.There were tears in his eyes, which were endless sadness and helplessness.

"My children," he said with difficulty, his voice was like withered leaves, "Everyone is mortal, so don't be too sad."

Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng held Emperor Xue Ye's hand tightly, their tears dripped down on the back of his hand, warm and hot.They wanted to say something, but no words could ease the grief of the moment.

"Qinghe, after I die, you will be the future emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire. I believe that under your hands, the Heaven Dou Empire will surely prosper."

Xue Qinghe held his father's hand tightly, tears falling down like broken beads: "Father, I will definitely do my best and not let you down." Emperor Xue Ye nodded slightly, although the fire of life was gradually extinguishing , but his eyes are still full of majesty and wisdom.He opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he was talking about a long-foreseen result: "After I die, I hope you don't make things difficult for Xue Beng. You must unite as one and protect our Heaven Dou Empire."

The snowflakes falling outside the window seemed to add a bit of desolation to the tragedy.Xue Beng bowed his head at the side, his clothes were already wet with tears.He knew very well that he was about to lose the greatest father in the world.

"Father, I will definitely remember your teachings." Xue Beng raised his head, his eyes full of determination.Emperor Xueye nodded slightly. At this moment, his fire of life had gradually dimmed.However, his eyes were still full of determination and hope.He seemed to be using his last strength to entrust an important responsibility to his children.

"After I die, Xue Beng, you have to assist your brother well and protect our Heaven Dou Empire together." Xue Beng held Emperor Xue Ye's hand tightly, weeping uncontrollably.He nodded vigorously, expressing his determination for this important task.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the entire palace fell into silence.All eyes were focused on Emperor Xueye on the hospital bed, and everyone felt the solemnity and sadness of this moment.Emperor Xue Ye's breath became weaker and weaker, and his hands gradually lost strength.His eyes slowly closed, as if recalling the past years.

His soul, like a swaying leaf, will leave this world at any time.However, before he closed his eyes, his last order shook the entire palace like spring thunder: "Everyone, step aside and let me accompany my children."

Everyone retreated silently, only Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng were left guarding the bedside of Emperor Xue Ye.They looked at the figure of their father, and their hearts were full of respect and nostalgia.

Suddenly, Emperor Xue Ye's body trembled suddenly, and his eyes went out like two bright stars.His body stiffened, and the last breath came out slowly from his mouth.

At that moment, the entire palace seemed to have plunged into an icy abyss.The air freezes and time stands still.Only Emperor Xue Ye's last words echoed in the air, like the cold wind of winter night, biting and cold.Xue Qinghe stood up slowly, patted Xue Beng on the shoulder, walked out of the palace, and announced to all the eunuchs and maids kneeling outside, sadly announcing: "Father, you have passed away."

The heavy snow fell outside the window, as if the sky was mourning the passing of the great emperor.Xue Qinghe stood on the steps, announcing the death of Emperor Xue Ye with a trembling voice, looking extremely tragic.

Following Xue Qinghe's announcement, the entire palace was instantly plunged into grief.The eunuchs and maids were crying, and all the palaces fell into mourning. Everyone bowed their heads silently, not daring to make any sound.Heavy snow covered the entire palace, as if putting on a white mourning dress for the dead emperor.

On the other side, Jun Yi has arrived at Tiandou City. Along the way, snowflakes continue to fall in the sky.

The cold wind was biting, and the three of them talked and laughed all the way, full of laughter.

They came to the gate of Tiandou City.White silk is hung on the city gate, which is a sign of the emperor's death.After entering the city, they saw the scene of mourning on the streets.The people were dressed in mourning clothes and wept silently, as if the whole world was shrouded in sadness.

The shops on both sides of the street were also hung with white flags. Snowflakes fluttered in the air, floating together with the paper money. The silvery white flying all over the sky added a bit of sadness to this tragic day.

"What's going on?" Dugu Yan looked curiously at the pedestrians in front of him, full of confusion.

"Only the emperor died with such a posture." Jun Yi said lightly.

"The emperor died?"

"We'll find out once we go to the palace."

The three of Jun Yi passed through the city gate and came to the square of the palace.An altar was set up in the center of the square, on which an incense burner was burning, and the smoke curled up in the air, like an elegy to the dead emperor.

Jun Yi looked around and saw those familiar faces, they were all loyal generals under the emperor.Grief and helplessness were written on their faces.

"Based on the timeline of the plot, Xue Ye still has at least five years to live. Why is he dead now?"

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(End of this chapter)