The old emperor ordered Zhang Jixiang, "Quickly help me up and put on the dragon robe." ”

"Yes." Zhang Jixiang picked up the old emperor and helped him change his clothes skillfully and carefully.

After dressing, the old emperor stood up, "Let's see if I have any energy?" ”

"You look...... More spirits. Zhang Jixiang didn't understand, "Your Majesty, the prince just wants to see him, it's okay for you to lie on the bed, why bother so much......

"I'm always sick, and the prince thinks I'm dying." The old emperor snorted coldly, "I want him to know that I can live for a long time." ”

"Yes, yes......" Zhang Jixiang couldn't help pinching a cold sweat, it was about the emperor's longevity, if he accidentally said the wrong thing, it would be a big crime to lose his head, but fortunately, the emperor did not blame.

"Prince Xuan, come in."

The little eunuch stepped back again, and soon, the crown prince Murong Che wore a bright yellow python robe and a jade crown, and walked in calmly and generously, "Son, see the emperor." ”

"Che'er doesn't have to be polite." Murong Yuan sat at the table in the room, and the eunuch Zhang Jixiang hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea for him. The emperor held the teacup in one hand, twisted the lid of the cup in the other, touched the lid on the rim of the cup in an orderly manner, and looked at the weather outside, the sun had set, and the whole weather was dark, "Che'er, why is it that every time you come to see me, it's night?" ”

"The imperial doctor said that Erchen had a strange disease and could not see the light. You know that too. Murong Che replied respectfully, "Somehow, when Erchen sees the sun, he feels uncomfortable, and his body will have a rash, and it will be difficult to recover for a few days." Erchen simply haunts at night, and it's the same. ”

"You started to have this symptom more than two years ago, the prince of a country, always haunting at night, what kind of body has become." Murong Yuan made a straight face, "Otherwise, tomorrow, you will accompany me to Fajing Temple for incense." ”

"Erchen is unwell, and it may be difficult to walk together." Murong Che rolled up his sleeves, revealing a white wrist that looked like an inhuman face, "Look, Erchen has been basking in the sun for a while today, and he has a rash on his wrist again. ”

Murong Yuan glanced at it, his wrist was really a rotten sore, "Che'er is sick, have you let the imperial doctor see it?" After a while in the sun, the spies he sent said that Che'er didn't leave the house at all during the day.

"Father Xie is concerned, and he has already let the imperial doctor take a look, and the imperial doctor said that he will be fine in two days after taking the medicine."

"Che'er, you look up."

"Yes, Father." Murong Che stood up straight.

Murong Yuan stood up from his chair and looked at Murong Che's handsome face.

Handsome eyebrows, sideburns like a knife, long figure with a luxurious prince brocade robe, extravagant and compelling. His gaze is very gentle and humble, and he looks like a gentle gentleman.

The person in front of him is obviously his favorite Che'er.

His favorite son.

But he felt that the son in front of him was like a puppet deliberately cultivated by man. Has his Che'er changed, or is his Che'er ......

A stout red candle was lit on the sumptuous candlestick.

The night breeze blew in through the open door, and the candles flickered on and off. The old emperor Murong Yuan looked at Murong Che, and suddenly felt that his face was as pale as a ghost, and there was a lack of human anger.

Thinking of the scene more than two years ago, when he secretly saw Che'er biting people to death and devouring people's blood in the Prince's Mansion, Murong Yuan's vast body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

An inexplicable sense of fear suddenly arose in his heart, but he was an emperor.