Dead.

Ji Ji suddenly opened his eyes, a faint light came into view, and through the bed curtain, a familiar voice whispered to him.

He got up and answered.

The curtain of the bed was lifted, and the familiar wrinkled face of Grandpa Wynne appeared in his eyes.

"What's going on over there?" he asked, his brow furrowed.

Wynne squatted down, put on his shoes and socks in person, leaned over to him and whispered: "The emperor has burps again tonight, and the people in the hospital say that the situation is not very good, and His Royal Highness must prepare early." ”

He didn't say what to prepare, but Ji Ji clearly understood in his heart that once the emperor died, he, as the only prince, would be the heir of the righteous name, but the name of the emperor did not mean a qiēshun lì, Ji Ji grew up outside the palace, and within a few days of returning to the palace, his foundation was shallow, and the ministers might recognize him because of his bloodline, but he still had several imperial uncles, and I don't know if they would have any plans in secret.

And he hasn't figured out whether he wants to be the emperor or not.

The night was deep, the moonlight was shrouded in layers of clouds, and only a few stars faintly twinkled in the background.

The emperor's bedroom was brightly lit, and when Ji Ji went in, he happened to see several gray-bearded imperial doctors gathered together, discussing something in a whisper.

When they saw him coming, the doctors stopped their discussion, saluted him, and explained to him in detail the treatment plan they had discussed.

Others don't understand, but they are very clear about the imperial doctors, His Royal Highness the prince who has just returned to the palace has exquisite medical skills, and he is more powerful than the people in the imperial hospital.

The other party is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he has made such achievements in medical skills, which is amazing, but unfortunately, the other party is a prince, and he will become an emperor in the near future, and this talent in medical skills is afraid to be wasted.

Come to think of it, there has really been no emperor who has specialized in medicine and become a doctor throughout the ages.

Ji Ji talked with the imperial doctors for a while, improved the plan, and entered the inner hall.

The emperor tossed for most of the night, and finally fell asleep, the bright yellow fabric lined his face more sallow, in just a few days, his cheeks were already thin and sunken, and his eyebrows were sickly, Ji Ji didn't even need to take the pulse, it could be seen that this person would not live long.

Ji Ji didn't know what kind of mood he should be in now, the other party was his father, even if he had never raised him and didn't care about him, but the blood relationship was indelible, he should be sad for him, but there was still a kind of anger in his heart that was difficult to ignore.

Originally, with his help in conditioning, although the emperor's health was also bad, he was still able to spend three or five years safely, but the death of Concubine Wan seemed to break him all at once and take away all his vitality.

Half a month ago, Wan Guifei, who had been honored and favored for half her life, died, died in her bedroom, her limbs were broken, her tongue was pulled out, and she didn't blink to death.

Wan Guifei's death can not be described as tragic, but what is even more terrifying is that the murderer comes and goes freely, seeing the heavy guards in the palace as if there is nothing, and the other party even kills Wan Guifei unconsciously, so wouldn't it be easier to kill other people? Even the emperor is not necessarily safe.

All kinds of speculation made everyone in the palace panic, but what was even more frightening was the monstrous anger from the emperor.

The death of Wan Guifei crushed the emperor's body and took away all his reason, all the people who served up and down in the palace of the concubine, as well as the guards who were on shift that day, the staff of the staff was killed, and the death of the person who gave the death was given, and for a while, the blood in the inner palace flowed like a river.

The emperor was angry, everyone was going to be unlucky, even the court was implicated, General Jinwu, Zuo Shilang of the Criminal Department and other more than a dozen officials were directly dismissed and dismissed, Jinyiwei and the people of the East and West factories shocked the whole capital, and the emperor issued a death order, and he must catch the murderer of the concubine.

For a while, people inside and outside the court were panicked.

Because of the emperor's various actions, the officials of the imperial history platform have been on the fold to advise, but it is a pity that the emperor in anger can listen to it, and when the trouble is the worst, he almost beheaded the upright Wang, but fortunately Ji Ji persuaded him.

The emperor was seriously ill and could not serve as a director, and Ji Ji, as the only prince, naturally stood in front of the stage and temporarily took charge of the affairs of the court.

He is not very unfamiliar with these, when he was in Chensheng County, half of the political affairs were handled by him, and when he arrived in the capital, it was just a Chen Shengxian County that was countless times larger, but he was not very familiar with the affairs of the court, but fortunately, he was a person who was good at listening to others' speeches, and he also knew how to respect other people's opinions.

His voice is not high, and he does not argue with others, but he is often reasonable, and occasionally one or two points of view can also have a sharp effect, and slowly, some ministers have a better and better impression of this prince.

Ji Ji stayed with the emperor in front of the bedside for a night, and when the matter reached the court, the ministers who were filial to him would only be more satisfied, but he didn't do it to satisfy others, maybe he knew that the emperor was going to die, whether it was sad or hateful, or something else, it turned into a kind of sympathy.

In his eyes, the other party has never been a good emperor, let alone a good father, but he is going to die now, and everything can be written off in the face of death.

The whole capital is full of rumors, every day the streets and alleys can see Jinyiwei or people from the east and west factories, and the people don't dare to come out, so that Yan Xiubai is cautious every time he goes out, and he can't wait to wrap himself in ten circles and eight circles.

And the culprit who caused this qiē was to bask in the sun in the small courtyard every day, living a more leisurely life than anyone else, which made Yan Xiubai a little itchy.

And what made him even more depressed was that Yan Changsheng didn't know how to cook, and the kind of things he made were disgusted by dogs, so the cooking thing fell on him, and the other party only needed to eat, sleep, and eat every day, and this day made him jealous.

Yan Changsheng was very good, lying on the trunk of the tree and asked, "Don't go out today?"

"The outside investigation is getting more and more serious, and I am temporarily avoiding the limelight. Yan Xiubai asked rhetorically: "What about you? The official can't do it, what will you do in the future?"

The sporadic light and shadow shone down through the leaves and fell on Yan Changsheng's face, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment, "The world is so big, there is really no place I can't go, what's more, I'm just an official who can't do it temporarily, who can say what will happen in the future?!"

"It's a pity. Yan Xiubai laughed, "I originally planned to invite you to my place, but Zhao Sheng is old, and I just lack a chief catcher." ”

Yan Changsheng looked down at him, and a rare smile appeared in his ink-colored eyes, "Okay, I really can't go and catch your head if I can't do it." ”

The sun was just right, and Yan Xiubai was rarely relaxed, "Then you have to do your best, I should go back in a few days." ”

"You're leaving?" Yan Changsheng frowned, "Regardless of your sugar?"

Yan Xiubai was silent for a while before saying: "The reason why I'm worried about him is because of Wan Guifei, he is in the deep palace, in Wan Guifei's territory, it is too simple for her to harm him, and now that Wan Guifei is dead, his crisis has been solved, and when the emperor dies, he is the new emperor, I suddenly found that I have no reason to take him away." ”

"And I've been away from Chen Sheng for almost two months, so it's time to go back. ”

Yan Changsheng lay down again, folded his hands behind his head, "It's okay to leave." Vague words came from the trees, "The capital is not a place for you to stay for long. ”

Although Yan Xiubai said that he was leaving, he was still not very relieved, and he had to wait for the dust on Ji Ji's side to settle before he could be completely relieved, and he didn't let him wait long, and the news of the emperor's death came out three days later.

The emperor's death, to be honest, made the whole court and the people of the whole capital breathe a sigh of relief, at least he couldn't go crazy for the death of Concubine Wan anymore, and let everyone suffer with him.

The emperor died, a red happy event is forbidden, replaced by a bleak white, Ji Ji didn't close his eyes for two days in a row, and personally discussed with the ministers about handling the emperor's funeral hall, he didn't cry, he couldn't do it like everyone else, obviously he didn't have much emotion, but he cried as if the sky was falling.

The last words of the first emperor were to seal Wan Guifei as the concubine of Gongsu Duanshun Rongjing Emperor, and to bury him in the imperial mausoleum, the previous one was enough, but where he put the queen in the imperial mausoleum, many people were opposed, but Ji Ji followed his last wish.

He has spent his life as an infatuated lover, so what does it matter if he fulfills him, he is dead after all.