This evil king is a little annoying

Chapter 197 The emperor is critically ill
"What, the emperor is critically ill?" Su Yunhe was shocked when he heard the messenger's words.

The imperial palace, the emperor's bedroom in Dongling.

The imperial doctor and the eunuch are guarding outside.

There are only two people in the dormitory, the Prince and the Emperor Dongling.

Emperor Dongling was lying on the sick bed, his breath was dying, he coughed twice from time to time, and he didn't see much time to live.

"Xiu'er, for so many years, I have been taking your seventh brother in front of others and neglecting you. You must have a lot of complaints."

Emperor Dongling deliberately supported everyone. At this moment, only the prince and Emperor Dongling were left in the dormitory.

"So what if there are complaints, Father, why don't you just reward him with all your might?" The prince said dissatisfied.

Emperor Dongling tried his best to sit up from the bed, leaning half of his body against the bed, but the simple action seemed to have exhausted all his strength, leaning on the bed and coughing.

"You and your mother are both short-sighted, and you don't even think that I have no generals in Dongling. If it wasn't for your seventh brother fighting all over the world these years, Dongling would have perished long ago."

"Subjugation of the country? Father, you also think that the seventh brother is too high!"

When the prince heard his critically ill father praise Qian Chengyin so much, he was naturally very dissatisfied.

Seeing the prince's attitude, Emperor Dongling shook his head helplessly and sighed: "I have already written the edict, no matter what, you are the purest prince in my lineage, and the country of Dongling is you after all. of."

When the prince heard the two words of the imperial edict, his eyes lit up, and he was no longer angry with Emperor Dongling, and immediately knelt down: "The father is healthy and everything will be fine!"

Although he said so, he was already looking forward to the death of Emperor Dongling in his heart.

"As for your seventh younger brother, after he finishes defending the Jin Kingdom's invasion, call him back to the palace and give him death. With his mother imprisoned here, he has no choice but to come." Emperor Dongling confessed his unfinished business. , is already explaining the funeral.

The prince couldn't wait.

"What are you guarding the Jhin Kingdom, call him back now, and then send a military general over there."

"It's impossible to do this. It's not a child's play to go to war. You have been away from the battlefield since you were young, and you don't understand how a good general can affect the war."

A raging soldier, a raging nest, Su Yunhe is a typical example.

"Let the seventh brother lead the troops at the border, maybe there will be some moths, kill him quickly, one hundred." The prince was eager to try.

"When will you be able to look far and far and have a long-term plan! When the Jinling battle, I specially let you learn some lessons, but I didn't expect you to go your own way and not change!"

Emperor Dongling's disappointed expression appeared vividly on his face.

"It would be great if Xiu'er didn't have the blood of foreigners in her body." Emperor Dongling muttered to himself.

These words obviously irritated the prince.

The prince stood up excitedly and said, "I will order someone to call him back. I have to behead him in front of you. It happened that his guard killed the dragon in the palace. This reason is enough."

"I said, this matter is not acceptable. If you are still so stubborn, you may end up destroying the country. I can only change the edict to establish your thirteenth brother."

The Thirteenth Prince, although he was also of the orthodox bloodline of Qiancheng, was only six years old.

Seeing what Emperor Dongling said was so firm, the prince turned his head angrily and left.

As soon as he stepped out of the bedroom, he saw the imperial doctor guarding the door, so he walked up to the imperial doctor and asked in a low voice, "Father, how long can he live?"

"As long as you have a good life, and take medicine on time, it can be as short as one month and as long as half a year."

Hearing the doctor's estimate, the prince frowned and muttered, "It's been too long, it's been too long, I can't wait."

(End of this chapter)