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The emperor coughed more and more vigorously, and the ninth sister patted him on the back and helped the old man up.

"Witch God bless, Your Majesty ......"

"Witch God?" The old emperor snorted lightly, and the lord who called out the witch god choked suddenly.

After the shocking change just now, if they still can't see the old emperor's ambitions, they will be immersed in this officialdom for so many years.

"Your Majesty's body is weak, my mother has said first, this elixir can only save lives for a while, at most three days, Your Majesty will still have to worry about your life." The ninth sister broke the deadlock between the monarch and the minister, and said lightly.

The old emperor looked her up and down: "You are, that bastard beauty?" ”

A bastard beauty?

The ninth sister was dumbfounded, daring to love so many halos on her body, in the eyes of the emperor's old man, there was only such a beauty as Zhou Yu?

"Hehe, Your Majesty is wise and martial, and there is no doubt that it is my lady." Zhou Yu shamelessly came over and introduced it magnificently.

The old emperor glanced at him and continued to look at the ninth sister.

The girl is glamorous but not demonic, even if he has read countless beauties, he will praise it, and he is not humble or arrogant in the face of the king and ministers, Zhou Yu's vision is not bad.

"You just said ......"

"Your Majesty is weak and can only prolong his life for three days."

"Then what are you waiting for, quickly invite the Shangguan Divine Doctor to enter the palace to diagnose His Majesty!" Lian Xiang said urgently.

The old emperor smiled: "Enough." ”

The ninth sister glanced at the emperor in a slightly surprised way.

That's enough.

How many great monarchs have been defeated by the word lifespan, and the old emperor would say that enough is enough, he has lived enough.

"Your Majesty!" The ministers bowed down and begged the emperor not to give up.

"Three days is enough for me to marry the crown prince and pass on the great treasure of the country." The emperor smiled and beckoned, stacking the hands of the ninth sister and Zhao Yu together.

This time, even Zhou Yu was a little moved.

The old emperor's life was not easy, and he put his only bloodline into it, and now, even how long he lived has been counted.

Now that the Witch King's Palace knows his ambitions, it will not allow him to live long.

"I am in charge of the country, it will only be more difficult to shake than the prince, they will do whatever it takes." The old emperor said lightly, his cloudy eyes trembled, as if he remembered the sorrow of Chang'an back then.

The ministers sobbed, they had no evidence to prove that the Great Plague of Chang'an was the work of the Witch King Palace, but no one believed that it had nothing to do with the Witch King Palace.

"All of you are carefully arranged by me to appear in this position, as long as you assist the prince wholeheartedly, great things will be accomplished." The emperor stared at the dozen or so people under the stairs, he spent his life selecting these dozen people to their current position, although they did not dare to confront the Witch King Palace, but they would never betray the royal family.

That's enough.

The ministers looked at each other, finally realizing the subtlety of the structure of officialdom.

Because just a few days ago, Fengchang Xia Yongsheng, who was the head of Jiuqing, had just been demoted out of Beijing, and that was the last person in the position of the Three Princes and Nine Qings in the Wuwang Palace.

"Your Majesty is wise, and the ministers dare not serve the dead." The old lady's tears did not dry, and he kowtowed, causing a group of ministers to bow down.

The Emperor nodded contentedly and stood up from the dragon couch with his body propped up.

"Your Majesty?" The ninth sister stretched out her hand to help him, frowning.

The old emperor's current physical condition, does he still want to go out to blow the wind?

"If I show up, the prince's position will be stable, and your relationship with the prince can be counted." The old emperor gasped heavily, shook a few times when he got up, and staggered down as soon as he could stand firmly.

The two ministers stepped back on their knees and fell to their knees.

Zhou Yu stepped forward to put on a dragon robe for him, put on a cotton crown, and the emperor straightened his back and walked out.

"Your Majesty!" The ministers and officials were shocked.

"Goddess, renew my life for three days." The old emperor Lang Lang spoke, and the ninth sister's eyes were hot for a while.

"I, thanks to the gift of the witch god, the goddess is married to the prince Zhou Yu, and the marriage is completed today." The emperor gave an order, and the mountains outside the main hall suddenly shouted long live.

The hall wind puffed up the dragon robe to hunt, and the old emperor's rickety back became tall in an instant.

He is perfecting.

Cheng Zhou Yu and the ninth sister.

He gave up the chance to live a few more days, intending to resist all the resistance of the Witch King's Palace with one death.

As long as Zhou Yu and the goddess get married and become the last order of the emperor, then this responsibility is no longer Zhou Yu's back, and even if the Wuwang Palace wants to stop it, he can only go to the imperial tomb to dig up his body.

"Thank you, Uncle Huang." Zhou Yu stood behind the old emperor and said lightly.

The emperor tilted his head slightly, and the deep meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

"The world of the Zhou family, I will take it back completely for you as a reward." Zhou Yu made a promise.

The emperor nodded in satisfaction, and when he turned around, his back fell down.

The palace began to remove the white lantern and hung the red lantern, even though the prince's wedding was in a hurry, but because Zhou Yu had done everything, he only needed to arrange a new house in the East Palace, so it was not difficult.

The important thing is that with the emperor's approval, of course, there is no question of being polite and thoughtful.

The ministers were ordered to attend the wedding banquet, and everyone was ignorant about such a large span from funeral to happy events, but at least the emperor set the crown prince, even if there were any accidents, it would not make the world restless.

In the inner palace, the emperor took another life-sustaining pill given by Shangguan Qingming: "You have a deep chance to get such a treasure." ”

"The treasure belongs to one of my brothers, and it is the last one that was given to the emperor's uncle." Zhou Yudao.

There are only three life-saving golden toad Gu left to him by the master of the seven knives, one was used when he saved Xia Wenye, and later in order to lure the Zhao family's Xifu to show his feet, he gave one to the old lady Xia to save his life, and now the last one is given to the old emperor.

It's just that the emperor has accumulated too much poison, and he is the hand of the Wuwang Palace, so the golden toad Gu can only save three days, and he can still stay awake by Shangguan Qingming's life-sustaining pill.

The emperor snorted, and looked out from time to time: "In my life, I have not been able to leave anything. ”

The ninth sister and Zhou Yu glanced at each other, and they both understood that the old emperor was thinking about King Qi.

"Zhou Yu, if Wuzi can save him, what are you going to do?" The emperor asked.

Zhou Yu stood up straight: "There are endless troubles, you should kill." ”

Bang, the cup in the old emperor's hand fell to the ground, making the ninth sister excited.

"You, don't you want to leave me with even a trace of blood?!" The old emperor gritted his teeth.

Zhou Yu looked at the emperor: "Uncle, the bloodline of the Zhou family has always been there. ”

The waves rolled in the emperor's eyes.

"Your Majesty," the ninth sister said, the word was very rusty on the tip of her tongue.

"In the coming day, I will be the first son born to Zhou Yu, and I will inherit your ancestral hall."

"What did you say!" The emperor stood up suddenly, and his dizziness made him sway, but he grabbed Jiu Mei's hand tightly: "What do you say, you say it again." ”

The ninth sister is colorful: "The eldest son is the prince, and he inherits your ancestral hall." ”

The old emperor looked back at Zhou Yu abruptly, wondering what he meant.

This kind of thing, the woman said how to count.

Zhou Yu smiled: "I listen to Madame." ”