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    The emperor slowly opened his eyes.

    "Li Yuangui, where is the Zhen family?"

    After a moment, he murmured.

    "The emperor's grandson Ban Long Live stayed on the sick bed and refused to leave. The Taifu took Zhen into the palace and asked her to take care of His Highness these days."

    "Go and summon Mrs. Zhen."

    The emperor said.

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    Jiafu entered the palace and has been accompanying Cier for several days.

    During the day, Ci'er had been guarding her grandfather's hospital bed, refusing to leave even half a step. It was only at night that she was brought back by Jiafu. At this moment, she finally fell into a deep sleep. In her sleep, one hand was still holding Jiafu's hand.  Don't let go.

    For the past three years, Jiafu has dreamed of being able to hold her son in her arms and sleep with him like this again. Now she finally got her wish, but she didn't expect that she would be able to sleep in such a situation, holding her son's hand that was hooked on her finger.  With her soft little hands, she stared at his sleeping face until late at night, vaguely, half asleep and half awake. Suddenly, she heard Cui Yinshui's soft call from outside the tent. She immediately woke up, gently turned over and lay down, came to the outside room, and learned that  The emperor had just woken up. He suddenly summoned himself, changed his clothes, and hurried to Chengguang Hall. When he entered, he saw that the emperor, who had been sleeping for many days and only woke up briefly a few times, stood up in his clothes. Now he was sitting on the couch.  Although he was sickly and thin, his eyes were extremely clear and his spirit was extremely good, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

    An ominous omen flashed through Jiafu's heart, so she stepped forward, knelt in front of the couch, kowtowed and greeted her with the courtesy of a court lady.  After a while, I heard a voice from above saying: "Ms. Zhen, are you the same as You'an? Now you still don't want to call me father?"

    Jiafu was slightly startled, raised her head, and saw the emperor's eyes looking at her.

    Jiafu was in confusion, and when hesitating, she suddenly saw the emperor smiling slightly, and the smile seemed to be a bit self-deprecating: "Get up. Well, I also know that not everyone in the world wants this throne. Because  Because of me, you and Ci'er are born as mother and son, but you can't see each other as mother and son. If you don't hate me, I'm happy"

    The emperor suddenly coughed, and Li Yuangui hurriedly stepped forward to pat him on the back.

    The emperor's cough gradually stopped, but his breathing became abnormally rapid.

    Jiafu stood up from the ground, picked up a cup of warm concoction nearby, and handed it over.

    The emperor shook his head and pushed away the medicine. When his breathing gradually subsided, he looked ahead and was lost in thought for a moment.

    "Ms. Zhen, I have nothing to do with calling you here. I just had a dream. I dreamed about some past events of my youthI just wanted to find someone to talk to"

    "I am the world's richest man, but now on my deathbed, I can't find anyone who can speak to me. I just remembered the clothes you presented to me on my fiftieth birthday. Although I have never worn the clothes, you have never worn them.  I am very grateful for your kindness"

    "If you have any questions, please give me your instructions."

    Jiafu suppressed the sadness in her heart and whispered.

    "Ms. Zhen, do you know why I insist on making Ci'er emperor?"

    After a while, the emperor suddenly asked.

    Jiafu stared at the emperor on the sickbed.

    "When I was young, I made a mistake and lost the one I loved forever. I made a big mistake later on, which is difficult to make up for. No matter what You'an thinks, in my opinion, this throne is the greatest compensation I can give."

    "I was born into a royal family. In my life, I have experienced fratricide, father and son oppression, and clan discord. I know that he is ashamed of his life experience, but there is no doubt that he has the blood of the royal family. This is the worst offender for all crimes.  source."

    "Since it is unfortunate that you are born as my son, Xiao Lie, then in this life, you will only have to climb to the top."

    "I have been sorry to many people in my life. I can't tell what the blessings and misfortunes of my arrangement will be in the future."

    "There are few things in the world where you can have both. Once you are born into the royal family, you will be able to fight in all directions and crawl on your knees!"

    ¡°Kill someone with a deer knife, rather than waiting to be slaughtered on an anvil!¡±

    "In my opinion, this is a long-term plan for life!"

    The emperor finished speaking in one breath without stopping, and gasped again. He seemed to have lost all energy. His shoulders suddenly collapsed on the couch and he fell backward. Li Yuangui held him up and let him lie back slowly.

    "What I want to say is all here. You can come back too and take good care of Ci'er¡ª¡ª"

    After a long while, the emperor closed his eyes and whispered.

    Jiafu slowly knelt down, kowtowed, stood up and exited, stepped out of the palace threshold, walked a few steps, turned around and looked at the deep outline of the palace behind her outlined by the night, tears streaming down her face.

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    Although it was the Lantern Festival that night, due to the emperor's illness, there were still ministers on duty in the East Pavilion.

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    Zhang and Liu burst into tears. After following Pei Youan, they kowtowed in agreement.

    The emperor on the dragon bed was still lying with his eyes closed, motionless.

    "Three gentlemen, the holy will is here. After receiving the order, please step aside!"

    Zhang and Liu held the imperial edict in both hands, while weeping, they bowed and retreated.

    Pei You'an also stood up from the ground, his steps were unusually solemn, and he slowly retreated to the entrance of the palace. He stopped and slowly turned his head.

    Xiao Lie on the dragon bed didn't know when he opened his eyes and turned his face outward.

    The palace candle flickered, and the emperor's two gazes fell on his back, his gaze fixed and motionless.

    Pei Youan's figure froze for a moment, then suddenly turned around and quickly returned to the dragon bed.

    Under the gaze of Zhang and Liu behind him, he knelt down again towards Xiao Lie, upright, and performed a bowing ceremony.

    He paused with his forehead on the ground and lay prone like this. For a long time, his figure remained motionless.

    At that moment, the emperor's eyes revealed a look of comfort and relief that he had never seen in a long time.

    He stared steadily at the figure kneeling towards him in front of the bed, with a faint smile on his lips, let out a long breath, and slowly closed his eyes.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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