However, before he could eat a bite of the food, news came from the palace: The emperor was critically ill and urgently summoned King Ling Feng into the palace.

The Imperial City, the Emperor's Bedroom

Wei Chengfeng dressed in white, pedaling on white-faced boots, stepping on the cold jade slab, walking slowly close to the dragon bed wrapped in a bright yellow curtain.

Wei Zhongqian's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, looking at the top of the bed, and his low voice sounded abruptly in the empty room, "Feng'er ......"

Wei Chengfeng walked to the bed, looked at him calmly, and did not speak.

"I know...... You have never forgiven me about your mother's concubine...... I don't ask for your forgiveness, I will go underground and make amends to your mother in person......"

"I just hope that you don't hate me...... Involving others...... Body, Lang'er is ...... Innocent ......"

Wei Chengfeng laughed lowly, "Hehe...... Yes, they are all innocent...... Does the mother deserve it? ”

"No, it's all ...... My fault. ”

"Eleven years ago, if you hadn't insisted on going to Zuo Xiangfu, the mother concubine would not have followed you, let alone ......" Wei Chengfeng stopped talking, his fists clenched, and the green tendons were revealed. I hate, why didn't you stop her? Why are you leaving? Why did she have an accident that day! ”

Outside the dormitory gate

Lan Yiling held the crying little boy Wei Chenglian with one hand, patted the back of Wei Chengqing, who was crying silently, with the other, and his eyes glanced at the closed palace door from time to time. The palace maids, eunuchs, and imperial doctors all withdrew, and even Gonggong Tao was guarding the door, and only Wei Chengfeng and the critically ill emperor were left inside, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

"Ling'er......" Ge Tianmu walked over.

Lan Yiling let the two people in his arms huddle to comfort each other, and then walked to the side with Ge Tianmu, "Dad, you have also been summoned?" ”

Ge Tianmu glanced at the palace gate and only said "um".

Lan Yiling pondered, "Dad, after the rebellion of the Three Kings, the most likely person to inherit the throne is Wei Chengfeng, do you say that the emperor is now critically ill ......?"

"Ling'er, just hide some words in your heart."

Lan Yiling was a little sullen, "However, I don't want him to be the emperor at all." ”

Lan Yiling admits that she is a little woman, she just wants a man who loves her wholeheartedly, she is still a prince and she is still entangled in official duties, and she can't see each other every now and then, and she can't be the emperor for ten days and half a month! And if you want to serve the country wholeheartedly as an emperor, there will be a lot of "involuntarily", ministers and daughters, and princesses of foreign countries, and he can't follow the order? Well, she thinks a little too much.

Ge Tianmu understood what Lan Yiling meant, and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, "These are not things you can control...... Ling'er, if you want to go back, you can do it at any time, there is a father! ”

Lan Yiling nodded emotionally, "Dad, I know!" Don't worry, only I am difficult for others, and I will never be difficult for myself! ”

"This is Daddy's daughter!" Ge Tianmu's expression was slightly arrogant. If someone hears their conversation at this moment, they will definitely be full of black lines: can this father and daughter be a little more arrogant?

Lan Yiling suddenly found his conscience and said, "Dad, the emperor is critically ill, it seems a bit unauthentic for the two of us to talk about this now, how can I say that the emperor is still good to me." Lan Yiling immediately changed into a bitter and hateful appearance.

Ge Tianmu glanced at her, "Breath...... He also has ulterior motives for being nice to you...... Remember, the only thing in this world who is really good to you is your father and me! ”

Lan Yiling asked again, "What about Daddy and Grandpa?" ”

Ge Tianmu grinds her teeth: Dead girl......

In order to escape the chestnut of the canopy, Lan Yiling moved too violently, and the whole person shook. Ge Tianmu hurriedly supported her and asked nervously, "Ling'er, what's wrong?" ”

Lan Yiling held his head with one hand, "It's okay, maybe I have a cold, my head is a little dizzy, I'll just rest for a while." ”

Ge Tianmu didn't think about it, and invited Yueyue to let her help Lan Yiling to rest in the side hall.

In the dormitory, Wei Zhongqian's sigh sounded after a long time, "I will give you what you want...... Why design them? ”

"From the beginning, you didn't intend to pass the throne to me."