Huang Yixing held back his tears, seeing that Emperor Jia'an's face was blue, but he was still staring at the child with a longing face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He stretched out his hand and took the child, and the small mass was wrapped in swaddling clothes, thin and soft, like a newborn willow branch, as if it would be broken with a single force.

Huang Yixing held the child and solemnly put it in the arms of Emperor Jia'an on the side of the couch, he was no longer able to pick up the child, but he tried his best to lock the child in his arms, and laughed intermittently:

"San Lang, my chaser, what are you crying about?"

He was already a little unconscious, and he couldn't tell the difference between Yan Zhao and Yan Chai, and he might not even remember that his grandson had just been born, and confused the child at this time with Yan Chai when he was born.

His memory went back to twenty-one years ago, when Yan Chai was just born, the emperor showed a faint smile on his face, and softly coaxed the child in his arms, shouting, 'Chasing children don't cry'.

At that time, he was not a first-time father, but the first two sons, perhaps when they were born, he was too young to understand what it was like to be a father.

But Yan Chai is different, when he was born, Emperor Jia'an was no longer young, he took off his childishness, and was named the crown prince, which was the time when the scenery was incomparable.

There is nothing missing, all that is missing is an heir.

Yan Chai's birth was something he had been looking forward to for a long time.

His chasing son has a mother from a family, has innate advantages and blood, and is the son he has pinned great hopes on from the beginning.

When Jing Gu hugged the newly born Yan to Emperor Jia'an, his heart palpitations and moved at that time, even if it had been many years, he still remembered it vividly.

It's just that compared with the emperor when he was young, he had blood on his mouth and nose at this time, and his shape was not kind, and when he grinned, his mouth, tongue and teeth were stained with blood, which looked a little terrifying.

But for some reason, when Yan Chai heard this, he was even more touched in his heart than he had heard Emperor Jia'an's proper arrangements for him before.

This ruthless emperor personally ordered his mother to be killed, and the man who had not mentioned a word of Cui Guifei until he died, was holding his son at this time, but he was calling for 'chasing his son'.

"Don't cry after your son, I'm, I'm, the country, it's yours...... Be...... Your ......"

Yan Chai lowered his eyes, and the coldness and the trace of complaint in his heart gradually dispersed when Emperor Jia'an whispered to the baby in his arms with a smile.

This powerful emperor is as murderous as numb, and his heart is as cold as iron, but in the end, he is not completely indifferent.

The corners of the emperor's mouth were smiling, but his eyes were gradually losing their luster, and the child in his arms was still crying on his legs.

The newborn baby lies next to the person who is about to lose his life, and the line between life and death is like a thin line.

The cry of the baby echoed in the Zichen Palace, and Yan remembered the emperor with a complicated expression.

He gained some in one day, but lost some, but fortunately, he was accompanied by Fu Minghua and the children given by God to the two.

Yan Zhao's cry made the big but cold Zichen Palace so much more popular, Du Xuanzhen and other courtiers, a cadre of chamberlains, and palace people all knelt on the ground, and no longer heard the emperor's voice for a long time.

Huang Yixing raised his head boldly, but saw the emperor crooked on the couch, his face facing the child who was crying in his arms and his face was red, his eyes had lost their luster, and he had long been silent, but his expression was still mild.

He was so frightened that his voice was a little hoarse, and he called loudly:

"The Imperial Doctor's Order, where is the Imperial Doctor's Order? Come in quickly! ”

Zhang Miao, Zhou Ji and others rushed into the palace in a panic, trembling and reaching out to touch Emperor Jia'an's snort, and then touching the veins of his neck, Zhou Ji raised the emperor's wrist, pinched it for a long time, and then turned his head to look at Zhang Miao, the two of them had a look of horror in their eyes, and only after a while did they cry and shout:

"The minister is guilty, already, the emperor has ......"

The rest of the words, the two of them didn't dare to say anything more.

Emperor Jia'an was no longer breathing, but for a while, no one dared to take the lead in saying the sentence 'death'.

Under the light, the faces of the two imperial physicians turned pale, and the hidden cries of the courtiers in the hall sounded.

Yan Chai knelt for a long time, and reached out to touch Emperor Jia'an's heart, the two imperial doctors knew that their efforts were in vain, but they were still pricking with needles, but the emperor had no reaction.

"The emperor has died." Yan Chai sighed, and Huang Yixing howled loudly.

Du Xuanzhen rolled up the written edict of Emperor Jia'an, and began to cry when he lay on the ground.

Yan Chai looked at Emperor Jia'an's face on the bed, and suddenly couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart.

"The emperor said earlier that the crown prince should be enthroned immediately to preside over the ceremony."

Du Xuanzhen was in tears, but he remembered the last words of Emperor Jia'an before, he was worried that the country could not be without a king for a day, so he asked Yan Chai to ascend the throne as emperor immediately before his corpse, and then deal with other miscellaneous matters.

The rest of the ministers also nodded.

Yan Chai took a deep breath, put away the feeling in his heart, and then calmly ordered Huang Yixing to let Yan Zhao be hugged first, and then prepared hot water to lift Emperor Jia'an to bathe and change clothes.

The emperor had been unwell earlier, and the hot water in the palace and the servants had already prepared.

At this time, under the personal guidance of Huang Yixing, several chamberlains lifted the emperor on the couch up, and he took his breath, his body was not stiff, but he moved quickly.

The crying in the hall was endless, mixed with the baby's cry of 'wow', Yan remembered that when the emperor circled the child before, he called 'my chaser', and let out a long sigh.

This night, the lights in Zichen Palace were bright, and the death knell sounded again, becoming more and more piercing and loud in the middle of the night.

Fu Minghua, who had been sleeping in King Qin's mansion, was awakened by the sound of the bell, and Mama Xue was a little flustered and looked at her with some worry.

At such a moment, even if she has just given birth, but once the emperor is gone, she will not be able to recuperate.

There are many things for her to handle inside and outside the palace, and the real torment starts at this time.

The subordinates in the house can only wait more carefully and thoughtfully.

Fu Minghua slept for a while, her cheeks saw a little blood, she was well recuperated, the child was not heavy when she was born, she was prepared before giving birth, and Mama Xue and they were by her side, so that she did not suffer much.

"Niangniang went at three o'clock last night, and then went."

Bilan came in with a haggard face, talking about what happened last night, at this time the emperor collapsed again, and the palace was bound to change.

The King of Qin came back to Luoyang at this time, and the news came last night that he had been crowned the crown prince, and he must have been very busy at this time.

In this short day, too many things have happened, Fu Minghua heard that Cui Guifei was dead, and her face turned white in an instant, she was so smart, she had already guessed something in her heart.

Especially the time when Cui Guifei died, it happened to be after Yan chased out of the city, what should she take to repay such an emotion? (To be continued.) )