Raiders of the Duke and Duchess

Chapter 901 The true love between father and son
This can no longer be regarded as a hint, it almost tells him explicitly that this throne belongs to him, Li Yiwei, and the world belongs to him, too. The crown prince of the country has changed hands!

His heart was beating like a pounding, and he didn't even dare to breathe hard. He looked at Zhang Dexian aside with obvious loss of composure, almost helplessly trying to find an answer.

Zhang Dexian always looked like a temperless Maitreya Buddha, but this time it seemed different. He seemed to be smiling and nodding his head, and the arc of the nod was not obvious. Li Yiwei also wondered if this was his own illusion... Just like him I don’t know whether the emperor said this after careful consideration or just a whim... He didn’t even know whether these words were true or false...

Reason told him that it couldn't be false. After all, the East Palace had committed numerous crimes and was in fact unable to recover. He was the emperor's only option after he had no other choice. But outside of his rationality, he felt uneasy - he had been disappointed so many times over the years that if a pie suddenly fell from the sky and hit him in the head, he would have to hesitate whether to pick it up or not.

"What's wrong?" The emperor raised his eyes and looked at him and asked.

Li Yiwei looked at the emperor. Over the past few days, the emperor had lost weight almost visibly. At the moment, he looked like a skeleton wrapped in a layer of wrinkled skin. When he raised his eyelids and looked over, he could see the depth of his body. The sunken eye sockets and the eyes in the sockets were cloudy, and when they stared at him, they seemed a bit seeping for some reason.

It’s also a little strange.

Dying...he suddenly thought of such a word.

The emperor's days are numbered. Perhaps even the Ji family's rumored miraculous medicine that can cure human flesh and white bones cannot save the emperor's destined vitality. Perhaps it is for this reason that even the emperor has begun to shy away from the so-called "magic medicine". Not only because he suspected that mother and son were working together, but also because he was afraid of facing the fact that "even the magic medicine could not save him."

The emperor is old, and the man who used to sit in the court and kill decisively is now so obviously powerless.

"It's nothing." Faced with the emperor's inquiry, Li Yiwei shook his head, and his words were more sincere. He said, "I was just thinking, you are right, we have so many excellent doctors, why should we trust a Jianghu?" The doctor boasted about the miraculous medicine. My mother felt that there were many good things in Jiangnan, but my son felt that in terms of talents and talents, we have to be the ones in Yanjing."

The emperor seemed surprised. He stared at the other person for a long time and smiled suddenly. An obvious smile and laughter came from his chest, but it got stuck in his throat. He coughed a few times and raised his hand to stop Zhang Dexian, who came over to serve him. "No need... I'm so happy today. I'll give the order to the imperial chef." Fang makes two more dishes...ahem!"

Zhang Dexian nodded frequently and said hello, wiping the corners of his eyes without leaving any trace. This scene happened to fall in Li Yiwei's eyes at the wrong time.

It's quite a strange feeling. Zhang Dexian secretly wiped his tears because the emperor wanted to eat two more dishes, and the emperor was happy to eat two more dishes just because of this... At this time, joy seems to be a very simple thing things. He also smiled and asked to stay for dinner before going back, "In this way, I have a good meal today. I have to stay and taste the craftsmanship of the imperial kitchen no matter what."

The emperor never refused, "Aren't you just like those old boys? I thought you should have gotten tired of it a few years ago..."

"Yes, it's strange to say. In the early years, I ate it every day. I thought it was like the third child, uninterested, and I complained many times in my heart. But now after I left the palace and built a mansion, I realized the preciousness of the four words 'imperial delicacy' ...The deliciousness is unparalleled anywhere.”

Probably out of happiness, the emperor's face turned rosy. He looked at Li Yiwei and joked, "Don't think I don't know. You guys are particular about food and drink. The chefs in the house are all recruited from all over the country. They cook in different ways every day, but now you are crying in front of me." Isn’t it as delicious as the one from Imperial Kitchen?”

"I don't have one." Li Yiwei smiled and shook his head. "I don't pay attention to food, and I have never been out of Yanjing City. How can I find those cooks? Besides, the truly powerful cooks will naturally be in the imperial dining room. Fang... I'm still saying that, who is a really talented person who doesn't want to serve the royal family and you?" "Haha... cough!" The emperor laughed happily, but he couldn't help but choked again.

Li Yiwei stood up and walked to the table to pour some tea, then put it on the back of his hand to test the temperature before bringing it to the emperor. The emperor saw what he was doing. He nodded slightly and took a sip with a smile. After calming his breathing, he handed it back to Li Yiwei, "Since you want to stay for dinner, then go outside and tell the eunuch to let him Send a message to the imperial kitchen to prepare one or two more dishes."

"It's okay for me to be my son. I don't have much to eat."

"It's better to go and say it." The emperor frowned and smiled, with a lonely smile, "My food is bland, I'm afraid you won't be used to it... The imperial doctors told me, if it weren't for this, I wouldn't eat it day by day. Lost my appetite."

Li Yiwei was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth but could not speak... He suddenly remembered his mother's words just now, "The emperor is the loneliest person in the world." Now it seems that he is not only lonely, but also pitiful... without any freedom at all. .

His expression fell into the eyes of the emperor, who laughed and shook his head, "What kind of expression do you have? It's nothing. I'm used to it..."

Something seemed to surge in his throat. Li Yiwei swallowed again, and then said softly, "My father can eat, and so can my son. Today, I will stay and eat with you, and eat with you." Same meal.”

The emperor was obviously stunned, dumbfounded, and smiled slowly, "Okay... today we, father and son, will eat the same meal."

He said, "We are father and son."

A very common name.

That was the title that Li Yiwei wanted very much many years ago... At that time, he really envied children from ordinary families, with loving mothers and strict fathers who would teach him to read and write, and laugh and play with him. But... never.

His mother was more than gentle but not loving enough.

His father...he is the king of many people and the father of many people. I can only kneel down and look up at him from a distance, calling him father and emperor, and calling myself son and minister. They were kings and ministers first, father and son second.

He had thought about this title for too long and been obsessed with it for too long... But now when he suddenly heard it, his first reaction after being stunned was that he thought it was ridiculous. How ridiculous... The powerless emperor, seeing that he had no heirs to inherit his inheritance, finally thought of the son he had always neglected.

But now, his son no longer wants to talk about father and son, but only wants to talk about monarchs and ministers.

Li Yiwei smiled and nodded, "Okay...I'll go to the side hall to wait for dinner. Father, please rest for a while." The gentle expression for a moment was like the smile on the queen's face.