It was almost October, and the weather was getting colder, but the people in the hall were busy sweating profusely.

In the limited position beside the bed, the infinite people were back and forth, and they tried their best to surround the emperor who had exhausted their energy and lights.

When I was tug of war with the ghost messenger, I had to hang my last breath for the emperor.

Fortunately, the group of people in the Imperial Hospital were not just a waste of food. After working hard all afternoon, they finally pulled the emperor's feet out of the gates of hell.

The moment the sun set, the emperor finally opened his eyes, and the imperial physicians almost cried with joy.

I don’t know who ran out in surprise, and shouted to the King Ying who was in the corridor: “Prince, the emperor is awake!”

King Ying suddenly turned around and walked into the bedroom.

"emperor!"

He walked to the bedside, and the imperial physicians consciously moved away from the seat. He knelt on one knee beside the bed: "Your Majesty, I am here, what do you think now?"

The emperor was obviously a little confused as soon as he opened his eyes. The lights in the hall fell into his turbid eyes and there was a little bright color. Just this bright color made the emperor feel a little more energetic.

But King Ying's heart was sank when he looked at such an emperor. He had fought in large numbers and had seen too many deaths. He was looking back on his verge of death. It was like the emperor.

He turned around and glanced at the group of imperial physicians around him, and saw that they either lowered their heads and kept silent, sighed, or stopped talking.

In this case, what else does he not understand?

The emperor really can't do it anymore, this is his last time.

The emperor blinked slowly, as if he had finally come back to his soul. He turned to look at King Ying beside the bed. At this moment, he was very envious. He was obviously older than him, but he looked much younger than him!

He has reached the end, but King Ying is still healthy. Maybe this is fate?

The emperor pulled the corner of his mouth and waved to King Ying: "Brother..."

When the King of England heard this long-lost title, he was stunned for a moment, his expression softened a little, and he leaned over slightly: "Your Majesty, you said, I am here."

"Brother, I... my deadline is approaching. Although I am full of regret and unwilling to accept it, I can't help it. I just have to explain a few things, otherwise I will be uneasy to leave."

"Listen, you said."

"After I leave, let the second prince succeed to the throne. He is a good boy, kind-hearted, and I believe he can be a kind-hearted king. If he is like the prince, he cannot support the wall, the emperor will take out this thing, destroy him, and support others to take over the throne."

The emperor trembled and took down the gold medal at his waist. "This emperor brother kept it properly. I know that the emperor brother is loyal. The younger generation may not think so. Let's keep this gold medal to save the emperor's life."

Tears blew up his eyes, and the King of Ying felt uncomfortable when he saw it: "Master..."

"Before I finished speaking, the other princes were useless, so I signed the king and drove them to the fiefdom. As for the title, the emperor and the second brother discussed it.

And... cough cough cough..."

The emperor took a breath and continued: "Li Yue and Liu Feng's marriage was decided. Now I am not doing well, so I will go there like this. I will delay their marriage in vain. Forget it, there is no need to mourn me. Once I die, I will tell the world that I can mourn for seven days. It doesn't take three years. The children in the royal family are all very good years, so don't be dragged down because of me."

"yes."

The King of England looked at the emperor's vicissitudes of life, mixed feelings, "Your Majesty, don't worry, as long as you live for a day, you will protect the peace of the country."
Chapter completed!