"Your Majesty, are you a little impulsive this time?" After all the princes and ministers had withdrawn, Chou Chou saw the king sitting there alone, and he was also feeling haggard for the dispute in the court just now. Chougu also wants to comfort his master.

"Ugly, why don't you even know about Lonely?" The melancholy in the king's heart has always been the most clear to the ugly, and he, the king, has always been so nominal and unreal, and only the ugly understands all this.

"Your Majesty, Ugly knows your difficulties, and can also understand your desire for your life." The ugly ugly looked at the king with a complicated look in his eyes, he felt sorry for him, how he wished he could cover everything for him.

"I've had enough these days, and those ministers are fighting for their own use, who really cares about me as a king?" The king slumped on his throne, and his father expected of him on his deathbed.

"Yun'er, my father is leaving, but I can't let go of Ziyun Kingdom. Today's Ziyun Country is no longer the country with simple folk customs, and the power of the prime ministers is getting bigger and bigger, and now the court is full of their forces. Yun'er, you have to promise me that you will keep the foundation of the Ziyun Kingdom for thousands of years, and you must wait until the return of the Zi Clan. The old king was lying in the tent, his body had dried up, but his eyes were fixed on him.

"Father, you will be fine, you will be fine." He looked at his father's withered hands with wet eyes, which had once been the same vigorous and powerful hands, but the sickness had tormented him no more.

"No, Yun'er, you must promise me, promise me." With his last breath, the old king grabbed his hand and looked at him with swollen eyes full of expectation.

"Father, the child promises you that he will not disappoint your expectations." He didn't struggle, and put his hands on the dead wood-like hands, which was his heartfelt answer.

"Okay, so I'll let it go...... Heart, ......"

"No, Father, the child has not honored you properly, you can't go ,......"

The king remembered that day, and the tears in his eyes could not help but flow.

"Your Majesty, do you remember your father again?" Every time Ugly Ugly saw the king like this, he knew that he must have remembered the old king.

"I've been holding them back for so long, but why are they still so unscrupulous?" The king just wanted to really control the country himself, but every time he felt powerless.

"Wait, I'm sure we'll find their handle." This is a struggle for power, and it requires a lot of patience and cunning.

"Ugly, I can't wait any longer, I must not be able to compromise this time, this is the only time in my life that I am tempted, I must follow myself." Purple Night's eyes flashed in the king's mind, the one he couldn't let go.

"Today's plan, we can only choose one of the people recommended by the prime minister, which is the wisest move." Chouchou felt that the power of the court was still in the hands of the prime ministers, and it was not the time to declare war on them.