"Why did the Empress say this? How could she think so?"

The queen's expression calmed down a little.

"I believe that practicing the appearance will not have such a thought. If Yue Kingdom can have this appearance, it will have a contribution to practicing the appearance. How could anyone push down the peace and stability he has built with his own hands?"

The queen glanced at Xiuxiang and saw that he did not refute it. She then said: "What I did is also the foundation that the emperor has built up for his hard work throughout his life. If this matter leaks out, I believe that I don't need to say much to me, and Xiuxiang can even think of what the result will be.

The emperor may wake up in a few days, which no one can predict. I only hope that after the emperor wakes up, everything will not change.

Today's Japanese Palace only asks the Xiuxian for one sentence, whether he is willing to work with this palace to appease all officials and court officials, and not cause trouble."

After the queen's words, she did not mention the desire of the sixth prince to succeed to the throne.

I only asked Xiu Ji whether he would work with her to stabilize the inside and outside the court.

Xiu Zhisheng is the leader of all officials, as long as he does not have the intention to rebel, he will definitely agree.

When the queen asked this, she already knew Xiu Ji's answer.

...

None of the officials who can stand in the Xuanshi Hall to participate in the morning court are fools.

If you don’t have a cultivation process, it will be really hard to get away with this.

After delaying for several days, the emperor still showed no sign of awakening. Instead, he became weaker because he was unconscious for a long time and had difficulty eating.

These days, I have just been hanging with decoctions and ginseng soup.

Yue Junchen stood beside the bed, watching the old emperor's increasingly thin face. Mo Yizhi stood behind him, feeling a little sad.

At this moment, it is not the monarch and subject, nor the emperor or the prince.

But a son, facing his seriously ill old father...

The maid presented the decoction and knelt on the ground and presented the tray over her head: "Your Highness, it's time for the emperor to take the medicine."

Yue Junchen didn't seem to hear it.

The maid said again: "Your Highness, the emperor deserves..."

"Bang!!!".

Yue Junchen suddenly knew how to open the tray: "Get out, what kind of medicine is this? Why is it not effective at all?"

The medicine bowl fell on the felt blanket and rolled around, and the dark brown soup sprinkled all over the floor.

The maid knelt on the ground tremblingly, not daring to speak.

The maid standing in the hall knelt on the ground in an instant, but the huge palace was silent.

Mo Yizhi waved his hand: "Carry it and go and cook a bowl."

The maid, as if she was given a general amnesty, picked up the medicine bowl in panic and quietly left the hall.

Mo Yizhi looked at Chen Guang, who had been standing not far away, and was also embarrassed.

Chen Guang understood and took out all the maids and supervisors in the hall.

"Ah."

"Um."

"General... have he been injured?" Yue Junchen still looked at the old emperor without looking back, and suddenly asked Mo Yizhi.

Mo Yizhi nodded, forgetting that he might not see it at all: "Yes."

"Are you worried?"

Mo Yizhi was silent and said "um" just now.

The hall became quiet again.

After a moment, Mo Yizhi said: "When I fought with Northern Xinjiang, my father was assassinated by a prisoner who was pretending to be surrendered and was seriously injured. I thought my father was..."

Speaking of the past, Mo Yizhi paused again: "The enemy designed a sneak attack, but I could only lead the army to fight. Although I was worried, I didn't have time to be sad. Because I knew that I had more important things to do.

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Chapter completed!