Eight...Prince?

The weak Zhao Qian was slightly stunned and said with difficulty: "Guan Fei, I...I'm talking about... it's the prince, not the eighth brother."

"I heard it clearly. It's the Eighth Prince." Guan Fei said softly.

Zhao Qian's heart sank, and then he realized that the sad expression on Guan Fei's face had long disappeared, and replaced by a meaningful smile. This smile made Zhao Qian feel cold. In this smile, Zhao Qian did not see Guan Fei's slight respect for him. Guan Fei's image at this time was very different from his previous image.

Could it be...

A bad premonition appeared in Zhao Qian's heart. He wanted to get up, but he found that he was weak all over.

Guan Fei looked at Zhao Qian with a change in his face, smiled, then stood up and turned around. At this time, the smile on his face had completely disappeared, and instead he was a serious and sad face: "Your Majesty has an order to let the Eighth Prince come and see him."

"Yes." A eunuch standing in the distance responded respectfully, turned around and walked out of the hall.

No one in the hall suspected that Guan Fei would say or Zhao Qian's words because the voice was too small and the people were far away, so they didn't hear it clearly, but Guan Fei's voice was very loud and everyone could hear it clearly. No one expected that Guan Fei would lie about such things, and subconsciously thought that what Guan Fei said was Zhao Qian's words.

Zhao Qian, who was unable to move on the bed, glared at Guan Fei, "Guan Fei...... what are you... what are you going to do?!"

Guan Fei squatted down next to Zhao Qian again and said softly in Zhao Qian's ear: "Of course, we are the ones who will help Your Majesty and choose the candidates to inherit the throne."

Zhao Qian glared at Guan Fei and said angrily: "I...I don't need you to help...select! After my death, the prince...the prince succeeds to the throne!"

"That's not possible." Guan Fei whispered: "The prince is unvirtuous and is not the best candidate for the throne. Bei Zhi thinks the eighth prince is good. Although he is less than ten years old, he is talented and must be a rare wise monarch."

The eighth prince, Zhao Qian's youngest son, is only eight years old this year. Although Zhao Qian also likes this youngest son, it is obviously very inappropriate to let an eight-year-old child inherit the throne. What's more, this is not what Zhao Qian means, but Guan Fei means. Zhao Qian is a shrewd person. How can he not know what Guan Fei thinks at this time?

Zhao Qian never thought that Guan Fei, who was as obedient as a dog in front of him, would dare to do such a ruthless thing. This was to change his will. What was his purpose? It goes without saying.

"Guan Fei, I...I will never let you go!"

"Your Majesty, at this time, you should care more about your body." Faced with Zhao Qian's anger, Guan Fei was not as nervous as usual, but was still calm and the smile on his face did not disappear: "You can't live today!"

When Zhao Qian heard Guan Fei's words, he was so angry that he trembled all over. If possible, he really wanted to give an order now and let Guan Fei cut it down, but now, there was only Guan Fei by his bedside, and the others were all sent away by Guan Fei. It was too far away. Even if he wanted to issue an order, he would not have a chance.

Soon, the gate of the palace was opened again, and a child in brocade clothes walked in with the eunuch and went straight to Zhao Qian's bed.

Guan Fei waved his hand and asked the eunuch to leave. Then he held the child and squatted down beside Zhao Qian's bed.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Several emperor brothers said you were injured, does it hurt?" The child cared about Zhao Qian who was implanting on the bed with a childish look on his face.

If Zhao Qian was usually happy to hear his son care about him so much, but now, he was irritated when he heard these words. He would rather see a few adult princes competing for the throne in front of him than to hear his youngest son's concern.

"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is caring for you." Guan Fei said, "Look, the Eighth Prince is so sensible and caring?"

Zhao Qian still didn't speak, but just glared at Guan Fei, as if he wanted to swallow Guan Fei alive.

Guan Fei didn't care at all.

"Sir Guan, what's wrong with the father? Will he have something to do? Why ignore me?" The eighth prince looked at Guan Fei with a naive look on his face and asked.

"Your father was injured by a traitor. He was seriously injured. I'm afraid he will die soon." Guan Fei said to the Eighth Prince with a warm expression.

"Ah, do you think the father will die?" The eighth prince said in shock and panic.

"Your Highness the Eighth Prince, please beg for the change." Zhao Qian comforted: "Your Majesty asked you to come in. You must have something to explain. Doing what Your Majesty has assigned is the most important thing."

The eighth prince looked at Zhao Qian with a confused look on his face and asked childishly: "Father, do you have anything to tell me about my son? My son must do it."

Do it?!

How do you do it?!

Zhao Qian roared in his heart.

In Zhao Qian's heart, he was absolutely unwilling to hand over the huge Xiufeng Kingdom to an eight-year-old child. Even if he was his own son, it would not work!

Although Xiufeng Kingdom is not a superpower, it is also a country. Not everyone can control it. Adults may not be able to do it. It is no different to expect an eight-year-old child to manage a country well.

What's more, Guan Fei blatantly wanted to change his ideas and prevent the prince from ascending the throne, but instead wanted an eight-year-old child to be the emperor. The sinister thoughts in this can be guessed without thinking.

Zhao Qian really wanted to punish Guan Fei and this ungrateful traitor, but he couldn't even speak loudly now and was unable to change the status quo.

"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is waiting for your will. Should you explain something?" Guan Fei couldn't help but urge him when he saw that Zhao Qian was not speaking.

However, Zhao Qian just stared at him tightly and still didn't speak. He didn't want to compromise.

However, the initiative is obviously not in Zhao Qian's hands. Seeing that Zhao Qian did not cooperate, Guan Fei couldn't help but approach Zhao Qian slightly and said, "Your Majesty, what did you say? I didn't hear it clearly, you can say it again."

Everyone was attracted by Guan Fei's voice, and Zhao Qian's eyes were even more angry because he had not spoken just now, and everything was directed and acted by Guan Fei. He blocked the other people's sight, causing others to not be able to see the situation on his side.

"Your Majesty, do you say that the prince is unethical? You want to dismiss the position of the eldest prince? You also want to make His Highness the Eighth Prince the crown prince and let him inherit your throne?" Guan Fei held Zhao Qian tightly, talking to himself.

The other people in the hall, listening to Guan Fei's words, all their faces changed drastically.

Zhao Qian was so angry that his eyes seemed to be emitting fire, and his mouth was open as if he wanted to scold Guan Fei. However, in a hurry, he could not even send out a syllable.
Chapter completed!