Step on a branch

Chapter 92
In the rather spacious bedroom, only the breathing of the father and son remained.

Zhao Yuan's breathing was light but rapid, every breath was burning his life.

The emperor's breathing was slow but heavy, his chest heaved and heaved with grief.

His figure was shaking, the emperor supported the bed frame and slowly sat down on the bed, staring at Zhao Yuan in a daze.

Why is he white-haired?

He doesn't even have a single gray hair.

He is going to send his son away...

"You..." The emperor muttered, wanting to say something, but really didn't know where to start.

Between father and son, there are very few things to talk about, and most of the time, the conversation is not comfortable for him, so that he suddenly wanted to find a way to express his dissatisfaction with Zhao Yuan, but he couldn't find it all at once.

Zhao Yuan lowered his eyes and smiled very lightly.

Of course he could see the emperor's hesitation, and he also knew about the problems between father and son, but his life was not long, and if he didn't say a lot, he would have no chance to say it.

"Father, although my son is leaving, fortunately there are still a few younger brothers and sisters. With them doing their filial piety in front of Father, my son is at ease," Zhao Yuan said after slowing down, "Mother's empress only has her son as her own son. She must be suffering, and she hopes that her father will take pity on her."

The emperor's throat rolled, and he said in a deep voice: "Although your mother and I are not a loving couple, she will always be my queen, you can rest assured."

Zhao Yuan said again: "The Great Zhou Dynasty was established for more than [-] years, and the time is not long. There are internal and external troubles, but there are a lot of talents. I believe that with the efforts of the civil and military ministers, we will be able to revitalize the internal affairs and regain the territory. My son hopes that the father will be able to Listen, watch widely, and don't trust villains so much that you mess up the super-class."

The emperor frowned, and the corners of his mouth were pursed, showing dissatisfaction.

Zhao Yuan saw it, but he didn't back down, and said firmly, "My son is about to die. If the emperor can remember this remonstrance about dying, then my son will still be alive even though he is dead."

The emperor looked at Zhao Yuan without blinking.

He knew that this son never said anything that pleased his ears.

It was clearly on his deathbed, but he was still preaching to his father.

It is said that he listens and believes, that he favors villains, and that he messes up the super-class.

Ah!
Ridiculous, extremely ridiculous!
What can a person who has never been an emperor or even a prince know for a day?
Don't know the art of checks and balances at all, don't know the emperor's methods!

At such a young age, I have learned all the old pedantry.

Looking at the emperor's expression, Zhao Yuan knew that his words did not knock on the door of his father's heart.

It is true that, as a son, he shouldn't speak to his father like this, but his father is surrounded by treacherous and powerful people, and he knows that loyal words are harsh, so he must say them.

This is the last remonstrance.

"Father..." Zhao Yuan pulled himself together, but saw that the emperor had already stood up.

The emperor's gaze on Zhao Yuan turned cold, and the pain of losing his son was diluted by anger: "I don't want to hear this."

Zhao Yuan smiled again.

The smile faded even more, revealing full of helplessness and regret.

"Son, I won't be able to tell you anymore." Zhao Yuan sighed.

The emperor gave Zhao Yuan another deep look, and said, "Let's accompany your mother and say a few words."

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, left from the bed, and passed by Queen Cheng who was guarding outside.

Empress Cheng didn't give the emperor any look. She heard the conversation between the father and son clearly, and her heart was as cold as ice.

She is not worth it for her son.

How could such an excellent son of hers have such a father?

King of a country?Above all peoples?

In Queen Cheng's opinion, nothing is as important as being able to listen to the right words.

Before rushing to the sick bed, Empress Cheng held Zhao Yuan's hand.

The mother and son were relatively silent.

This kind of speechlessness is completely different from the previous father and son silence.

Looking at each other, Zhao Yuan laughed again, full of heartache and reluctance: "You have to take care of yourself, the emperor won't listen to your son, you have to listen, you take care of your son."

"Okay," Empress Cheng choked up, "The queen mother promised you that she would take good care of herself and live a long and long life. I just want to wrong you and wait for the queen mother, and when the queen mother gets old and leaves, she will find a good family. Keep your eyes open and choose a good husband. If you come to find your queen mother, she will still be your mother. You are the queen mother's pride!"

Zhao Yuan's eyes turned into crescent moons with a smile: "Okay."

Gradually, Zhao Yuan's eyes faded, and he couldn't hold on talking to Empress Cheng any longer.

He fell into a coma again.

Empress Cheng didn't call the imperial physician, she sat quietly beside the bed.

an hour.

It's time for Miss Qin to give them their mother and child.

Although the emperor "used" a lot, Queen Cheng was still satisfied.

No matter what, they said goodbye and made an agreement, which was much better than before when Zhao Yuan was in a coma.

outside the temple.

In the cold wind, the emperor stood on the porch with his hands behind his back.

Just by looking at the emperor's expression, Qin Luan knew that the father and son had an extremely unpleasant conversation.

The grief when the emperor arrived had dissipated, and the rest was all boredom.

Qin Yuan obviously didn't adapt to this atmosphere, and subconsciously pulled Qin Luan's sleeve.

Qin Luan turned her head and made a mouth-shape with her: "Don't panic."

Qin Yuan nodded.

Qin Feng stood in front of the two younger sisters with a serious face.

He knew that many people were looking at them, or at Qin Luan.

Not long after Aluan returned to Beijing, although she was summoned by the Empress Dowager, she still had a strange face in the palace.

Unfortunately, there are many stories related to her.

Fenghuangming, the original second prince and concubine, and a pill brought His Highness back to life.

Who would not be curious about such a girl?

Those in Taiyuan Hospital, Yuqian, and Zhonggong, but everyone here is full of curiosity.

Among them is Huang Yi.

He came here with Yujia and was very curious about Qin Luan.

However, his curiosity was different from the others, so he patiently pondered, what kind of girl could make Lin Fan's heart flutter?
This Miss Qin looks good, but Huang Yi thinks that it's just the appearance that can amaze Lin Fan, but it won't make him miss it all the time.

But in terms of temperament and talent, if Huang Yi just looked at it like this, he obviously couldn't see that he was ugly.

Thinking of this, Huang Yi nodded secretly in his heart.

Lin Fan could tell that it was definitely not because Lin Fan was clever, but because he had many contacts with Qin Luan.

The more you get along, the more you will know.

Gee.

Chi Yiwei has so many things to do, and Lin Fan is a busy person, where did he get the time and opportunity to spend more time with other girls?

Unbelievable!
Perhaps Huang Yi's scrutinizing gaze was too obvious, and Qin Yuan caught him straight.

Qin Yuan stared fiercely, and whispered to Qin Luan again.

Qin Luan is sensitive, how could he not know, Wei Wei and Qin Yuan shook their heads, expressing that they don't care.

Qin Yuan also knew that it was not suitable to delve into it at this moment, so she gave Huang Yi another hard look.

With this stare, she tilted her head.

That guard seems familiar?
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