213. Chapter 213
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The emperor Yelu Longxu suddenly fell ill, and suddenly fainted while reviewing the recital, and was very sick. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After Xiao Yunjin got the letter, he hurriedly brought the powder and went to say hello.
His face was haggard, his thin hands were placed outside the quilt, and he gasped for a long time with a slight movement.
Sure enough, he was not lightly ill.
Xiao Yunjin sat in front of the emperor's couch, silently rubbing the corner of the brocade quilt.
The quilt is a tribute from the south, with gold and silver threads, and luxurious workmanship.
There was silence for a while.
"I'm going to make you laugh, I'm gone now."
The emperor smiled sadly.
Xiao Yunjin smiled hard, didn't say anything, and turned his head to look out the window.
At this time, the autumn wind is cold, the frost leaves are like red and weeping blood, flying and falling, leaving the dead wood in the air, and the courtyard has lost its vitality.
In the distance of the sky, a few geese chirped occasionally, looking lonely.
There were tears in the eyes.
"Autumn is deep, the weather is cold, it is easy to get sick, the emperor will take care of it, and it will definitely get better."
Turning his gaze, he smiled softly and coaxed softly.
"I know in my heart that I'm afraid time is running out."
It's also a smile, very reluctant, very familiar kind of laughter.
"Don't say these unlucky words, my Emperor Liao has a long life, and our emperor needs you as a father."
Xiao Yunjin comforted him, and it was already pouring rain in his heart.
"My concubine always gives me relief, although it is a lie, but it is also good."
After that, he covered his mouth and coughed violently, and Xiao Dezi, who was serving beside him, hurriedly handed over the handkerchief.
The red blood is sprayed in the middle, and there is a trace of it hanging on the corner of the mouth, which is a little terrifying.
The emperor is critically ill!
For a time, the entire palace, up and down, was full of sadness.
In the late autumn, the Bafang Hall is more and more withered, and the candle flame is beating, flickering bright and dark.
Xiao Yunjin knew in his heart that everything here was full of uncertainty now.
"Can you ask the imperial doctor to see it?"
Asked with concern.
The emperor covered his mouth with a handkerchief, called Xiao Dezi with his eyes, and moved Xiao Yunjin's seat closer.
"I've seen it, the imperial doctor is nothing more than to let Duoduo raise him, and he refuses to tell the truth to the palace, but that's the case."
Laughed a little.
"It's just that there are two things in my heart that I can't rest assured."
And then he continued.
"The emperor said it."
Xiao Yunjin lowered his head, his tone was light, but his heart was like an earthquake, and the sky collapsed.
"My body is here, and I don't think I'll live long. My life is also a glory, although it is overshadowed by the light of the Queen Mother. But since I became in power, I have been diligent in government, and the four seas have also been peaceful, and I have no regrets. I'm worried about what's behind me. This first thing, I have decided, to pass on the throne to our eldest son, Yelu Zongzhen. I know that this is an outcome that you don't want to see, but this is my decision, and you will be done. And then there's your relationship with the queen. The queen does have something to be sorry for you, but I know in my heart that it can be forgiven. You forgive the queen, I hope you can live in harmony! ā
Speaking of this, the tears in the emperor's eyes were about to gush out, and he endured it and didn't want to fall.
Xiao Yunjin's heart also sank.
"In this case, the concubine can only obey orders."
Get up and bow deeply.
"Go, call the crown prince, let the queen come too."
The emperor's gloomy face flashed with some brilliance, and he turned around and ordered.
Gong E, who was ordered, walked out of the palace gate quickly
At the time of a stick of incense, Xiao Yunjin saw his long-lost biological eldest son.
He came with the Queen.
Yelu Zongzhen has grown up, although his figure is a little thin, but he does not lose his manly spirit.
Mother and son looked at each other.
"The emperor knocks on his mother."
Zong Zhen bowed.
Xiao Yunjin stood, and the past flashed quickly one by one.
"Son, if it weren't for the fear that something would happen to you, how could there be such a situation."
I have something in my heart, but I can't say it.
"Prince, please."
Xiao Yunjin gritted his teeth, suppressed his emotions, and said calmly.
"Sister knocks on sister."
Then, blessed the queen, and walked out of the palace gate quickly.
Walking at a brisk pace is running.
"Look, mother."
Fan Er whispered behind him.
As she pointed out, I saw the prince holding the queen and standing in front of the palace gate.
Xiao Yunjin was moved.
"He's her son, how can he be her son."
This low roar in the chariot can only be heard by fans.