The commander beside him was stunned and hurried over to support him: "Sixth Prince, Sixth Prince, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

But Si Mingxuan could not answer him at all. His whole body's breathing was already rapid. He gasped and grabbed his neck weakly with his hands, as if he was about to suffocate. The red spots spread from his neck to his face, and his eyes raised, staring at Si Moli unwillingly, but all the scenes in front of him began to blur.

"Imperial Doctor, call me!" The commander shouted outside: "Go quickly!"

A guard ran out in panic, staggeringly and almost tripped by the doorbar. Several imperial doctors on duty in the Imperial Hospital were controlled when Si Mingxuan entered the palace, and at this moment they happened to catch one.

The emperor looked at everything in front of him coldly and said nothing.

There was no fluctuation in his heart. Anyway, Si Mingxuan would die sooner or later, a useless son, and he tried to kill himself many times. In his opinion, it was just a sin that he deserved.

The imperial doctor did not come, but Si Mingxuan's symptoms became more and more terrifying.

His whole face was red, and his body was trembling like a live fish that had just been put into the oil pan. He struggled desperately, and his throat made an inaudible moan, as if his throat had been blocked due to redness and swollenness. The increasingly severe pain in his chest made him roll his eyes.

"Where is the imperial doctor? Why haven't the imperial doctor come yet!" The commander asked the guard to hold Si Mingxuan down, pulled out the knife and pointed it at Si Moli: "King Li, I advise you to take another antidote, otherwise you will not be able to leave the palace alive today."

"Is that true?" Si Moli looked at him lightly.

The commander gritted his teeth and stabbed it out with a sword. In the midst of lightning, Si Moli directly flashed in front of him, slapped his shoulder with a palm, and the sword fell off from his hand and flew out.

The next moment, he kicked the commander's leg, and the commander was unstable and fell directly in front of him, knocking his knees on the cold floor, and a bang.

Although the guards around him surrounded the two, they did not dare to step forward due to King Li's reputation.

"The chief commander..." A guard's panic voice penetrated from the crowd: "The sixth prince, the sixth prince... is gone..."

Si Mingxuan stopped breathing in pain, his eyes widened and he died with his eyes open.

And until the moment of death, he didn't know whose hands he died.

Seeing this, the commander knelt on the ground weakly, his face as if dead, and gave up resistance.

The others looked at the commander and the dead Si Mingxuan's body, and they were all panicked, not knowing what to do.

Some guards wanted to escape, but then they found that they had been guarded by Si Moli's secret guards, and the people who had gone out to find the imperial doctor were all controlled there.

Now, everyone understood that the situation was hopeless, and they threw down their weapons and were brought out in unification.

Si Mingxuan's body was also carried away by the palace servants. As for the jade seal on him, it was taken out and washed and put back on the emperor's desk.

"Mo Li, you're doing a good job!" the emperor said, "Go and take away the antidote."

Si Moli did not turn around and walked out strode.

He arrived in the hall and walked up the stairs. At this moment, his heart was indescribable desolation.

Behind the dragon throne, there was a rectangular wooden box. When I opened it, I saw a roll of imperial edicts and a small can of paste-shaped medicine.
Chapter completed!