The dying complaint was halal, and the dragon was so shocked that he was frightened.

The wailing is popular in front of the emperor, and the king of the Holy Destiny reaches a hundred springs.

Seeing his father's puzzled look, Leng Ye smiled and continued: "It turned out that this Xin Xianyuan married a barbarian, and the world didn't know how many daughters this Xin Zuo had. As long as Xin Zuo agrees, this is not a problem. ”

Only then did he realize that the emperor couldn't help but want to cheer for his emperor, but because he was an emperor, he just nodded. "Then leave this matter to the emperor!"

"Yes! Father! Leng Ye couldn't help but flutter with his heart as he spoke, "Erchen retreated." ”

"Stand down!"

After receiving the answer, Leng Ye bowed, turned around and retreated.

After Leng Ye retreated, the emperor looked at Sandezi beside him, "You said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did this, okay?" ”

Hearing the emperor's question, Sandezi hurriedly bowed respectfully, "Back to the emperor, this matter, the slave thinks it's wonderful." ”

"I hope so." As he spoke, he couldn't help but pick up the recital on the table and read it.

At this time, Chu Zhaochen was holding a sword in the courtyard early, and the housekeeper on the side was waiting respectfully.

At this time, Yan Cheng walked over, "I've seen the prince." ”

Chu Zhaochen saw that it was Yancheng, so he handed the sword to the subordinate on the side, then took the maid's wet towel and wiped it, and sat on the chair in an orderly manner, not looking at Yancheng, "What's the matter?" ”

I saw Yan Cheng smile weirdly, stepped forward and said, "Lord Wang, it's time to attack!" Seeing that Chu Zhaochen just glanced at himself and didn't speak, Yan Cheng continued: "The emperor has not weakened the prince's military power now, mainly because the emperor is still alive. This morning, the lower officials heard that the emperor was seriously ill and lay in bed. ”

Hearing Yancheng's words, Chu Zhaochen stood up, "What did you say?" ”

Seeing Chu Zhaochen's reaction, Yan Cheng knew that Chu Zhaochen didn't know, so he replied respectfully, "In the morning, the next person came to report that the emperor had fallen ill earlier, but it was not spread out, and the spies came to report in the morning, and the emperor was about to die." The lower official hurried over to report. If this emperor is gone, the first person the emperor wants to rectify must be the prince. ”

I didn't want Chu Zhaochen to hear Yan Cheng's words, from the nervousness just now, he suddenly became happy and smiled, and he couldn't help but make Yan Cheng on the side confused.

I saw Chu Zhaochen look up to the sky and laugh a few times, and then looked at Yan Cheng, "It's really heaven helping this king." ”

"How so?"

Looking at the confusion on Yan Cheng's face, Chu Zhaochen didn't speak, but sat down generously, "It's time for this king to be the emperor." ”

Yan Cheng on the side couldn't help but be creepy, what is the prince going to do? Before he could finish thinking about it, he heard Chu Zhaochen say coldly: "It's time to enter the palace." And it's time for that Wen'er to do something. ”

Although he didn't understand, Yancheng nodded respectfully.

Compared with Chu Zhaochen's pride, Chu Zhaoran was extremely anxious at this time.

I saw Chu Zhaoran stumbling left and right, and when he saw Imperial Physician Hu and the others walking out, he stepped forward, "Imperial Doctor, how is your father?" ”

Hearing Chu Zhaoran's question, all the imperial doctors knelt down, bowed their heads and remained silent.

Seeing this, Chu Zhaoran understood and wanted to cry, but as an emperor, he couldn't cry. So he endured the sorrow in his heart and walked in.

When Chu Zhaoran walked in, the queen mother sat next to the emperor crying, and when the emperor who was clear and clear saw the arrival of the emperor, he stretched out his hand weakly, "The emperor ......"

Chu Zhaoran hurriedly walked over, held the hand of the emperor, and couldn't help crying, "Father, the emperor ......"

Looking at the crying Chu Zhaoran, the emperor always had a slight debt in his heart, so he raised his hand, and the queen mother and the others retreated.

After the Queen Mother and the others retreated, the Empress Dowager tried to sit up with her other hand. Seeing this, Chu Zhaoran hurriedly helped the emperor to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Father's ......"

Looking at Chu Zhaoran, who was crying like a child, the emperor couldn't help laughing, but the shallow smile was slightly pale, which made the surroundings even more desolate.

I saw that the emperor touched Chu Zhaoran's head, "Emperor, thank you for your hard work." ”

"The emperor is not hard."

Looking at Chu Zhaoran, who didn't understand, the emperor couldn't help but have a slight doubt about his original decision, thinking that he was about to die, and he was afraid that he would have no one to support him, so he took out a token from behind the pillow weakly, "Emperor, you take this." ”

Chu Zhaoran, who didn't know why, took the token, "Father, ......"

"You listen to your father, in fact, the Queen Mother is not your mother, your mother is Princess Xiang of Yanguo. Twenty-three years ago......" said as if returning to the picture of the first meeting with Princess Xiang.

After the emperor finished speaking, Chu Zhaoran's eyes couldn't help but widen little by little, and his face was incredulous. "In other words, the father knew that the mother concubine would exchange the son with the imperial brother, but he always acquiesced."

"Hmmm! That child is a lifelong debt to his father. ”

Looking at the worried father, Chu Zhaoran suddenly held the hand of the emperor, "Father, don't worry, the son will definitely treat the emperor's brother well." ”

No, the emperor shook his head, "No...... The emperor must weaken the military power in his hands. in order to preserve your position. ”

Chu Zhaoran, who didn't know why, wanted to say something, but he heard the emperor continue: "That kid, his eyes are full of ambition, and his father is not at ease!" He is not rebelling now because his father is still there. Father's time is short......" Before the emperor finished speaking, Chu Zhaoran shook his head like a child, "Father will definitely live a long life." ”

Looking at Chu Zhaoran, who was sometimes naïve, the emperor couldn't help but feel a faint pain, "The emperor listened to his father's speech." This token is for your life. Once he rebels, you take it to Yanguo to find Xin Zuo. He will help you. ”

"Xin Zuo? Who is Xin Zuo? ”

"Xin Zuo is your mother's childhood sweetheart." At this time, Xiao Guizi walked in respectfully, "I have seen the emperor, I have seen the emperor, and King Chen asked to see him." ”

Hearing this, the emperor couldn't help but sneer, and Chu Zhaoran hurriedly put away the token, "What should come is always coming." The emperor must remember his father's words and announce him in! ”

"Yes!" In response, Xiao Guizi retreated, and when he came in again, he was followed by Chu Zhaochen with a sad face.

I saw that Chu Zhaochen knelt beside the bed of the emperor with great sadness, "Father...... Father's ...... Son, come, late! ”

Looking at his handsome face, obviously resembling himself, but for some reason he didn't like Chu Zhaochen, the emperor couldn't help but say weakly: "Get up!" ”

So, Chu Zhaochen stood up, "Father...... Where is the discomfort, what about the doctor? Erchen personally went to call the imperial doctor......"

Seeing this, the emperor raised his hand, "Chen'er, there's no need." Chen'er, it's actually here, just listen to what your father says! ”

He glanced at Chu Zhaoran on the side suspiciously, and then looked at the emperor with tears, "Father, you say, you just say." ”

"Chen'er, my father's time is not long, and my father has a last wish, I hope you will fulfill it."

Hearing this, Chu Zhaochen couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, "Father, you said!" ”

"Father wants you to go to Baichun City to find a Chunxia Sword. There is a treasure map hidden in the Chunxia Sword. The Chunxia sword must not fall into the hands of unscrupulous people. My father wanted to go to the Hundred Spring City in person, but he didn't want to fall ill on the day he went. It seems that my father can't see the Chunxia Sword in his life. Saying that, he couldn't help coughing, so startled that Chu Zhaoran and Chu Zhaochen hurriedly patted the back of the emperor, and the emperor couldn't help but shake his head with relief, "Not busy, not busy." Chen'er, you must ......" Suddenly, before the words fell, a mouthful of blood spit out.

Frightened, Chu Zhaoran hurriedly shouted, "Imperial Doctor...... Taiyi ......"

Hearing Chu Zhaoran's call, the imperial doctors hurriedly ran in to check the pulse of the dying emperor, and after a while, the imperial emperor took out a holy decree from the pillow and handed it to Imperial Doctor Hu, and then fell asleep and never woke up.

The people couldn't help but mourn in silence, and the little noble son beside him shouted: "The emperor ...... Too...... Above...... Drive...... collapsed ......" and then all of them knelt down and cried, "The emperor is ......"

And although Chu Zhaochen, who was kneeling and crying, felt pain and hurt in his heart, he was thinking more about his father's dying words. Baichun Sword? Treasure? Before Chu Zhaochen could finish thinking about it, Imperial Physician Hu handed the holy decree to Chu Zhaoran with a sad face.

Chu Zhaoran, who was extremely sad, handed over the holy decree to the little nobleman, and the little nobleman bowed respectfully, opening the holy decree little by little, which couldn't help but raise the voices of the people present. The most nervous is the Queen Mother sitting on the edge of the bed.

Chapter 133* End