Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 727 When he was about to die, it was Su Jiu who took care of him
The girl's deer eyes glowed with coolness.

Rong Zheng bowed his head, wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and said with a pleasant smile in his voice, "Sister Su, what kind of expression is this? You must know that those who make big things don't care about small things, and power struggles never show mercy. History is like this, you and I are just A few grains of dust in the vast river, time and fate, what they do is just to add a bit of their own color to the Kyushu country."

Su Jiu looked up at him.

The man in white clothes is better than the snow, and the vicissitudes of life after reading thousands of sails are hidden in his eyes.

He is calm and elegant.

After being repeatedly knocked down by Xiao Tingchen, he hid silently in the mud, quietly developing his power, secretly waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow, and go straight to the blue sky!
Such a man has a very good heart.

It is not accidental that he succeeded in forcing the palace.

Su Jiu took two steps back, "Send me to see the emperor."

She concluded that Rong Zheng would not kill the king.

A prince supported by the Rong family also practiced with the Empress Dowager Rong in the temple of Yuntai Mountain. After Rong Zheng killed the king, no one succeeded him, and no one in the world would obey him.

The second is that the old emperor is not dead, Rong Zheng can completely coerce the emperor to order the princes, and justifiably control the Daqi court.

Rong Zheng smiled, and personally took her to the Qianhe Palace where Yuan Xiao lived.

There are not many guards and maids left in the Qianhe Palace. Because of the tense situation, everyone is in danger, and the atmosphere is particularly oppressive and gloomy.

Rong Zheng stayed outside the palace and didn't go in.

Su Jiu stepped into the palace alone, and the strong smell of medicine came to his face.

She looked at the middle-aged man on the dragon couch. His face was haggard and old, with a faint bluish-black color between his brows, completely different from the high-spirited man he was when they first met.

Combined with several strange herbs in the medicinal fragrance, she judged that Yuan Xiao might have been poisoned by chronic poison.

She stood quietly beside the dragon couch.

The most risky business in the world is probably being an emperor, right?
But there are still so many people who want to take that position like moths to the flame, even Xiao Tingchen has lost his mind and lost his mind in the strife of power...

The girl sighed silently, stepped forward to tuck the quilt for Yuan Xiao.

Yuan Xiao woke up with a start, and saw that it was Su Jiu, with complicated expressions in his eyes.

He struggled to sit up, and Su Jiu put a bright yellow satin-covered gold silk ball pattern pillow on his back, and brought another cup of tea.

Yuan Xiao took two sips of tea, and couldn't help looking at Su Jiu again.

The girl is wearing a pear-blossom skirt, her long crow-green hair is tied into a cloudy bun, and she has a few glazed pearl hairpins on her hairpin. She looks clean, delicate and bright.

He slowly withdrew his gaze, and the expression in his eyes became more and more strange.

When he was about to die, Su Jiu actually took care of him...

He still remembered how he threatened this girl in the imperial study room more than a month ago.

Su Jiu had a full view of the changes in his expression, and said lightly: "You don't have to think too much, I will take care of you just because you are the emperor of Daqi. If you are alive, Daqi will be stable, but if you die, Daqi will be afraid." It's going to be stormy."

"Heh..." Yuan Xiao chuckled a few times, "Just because of that? Apart from Emperor Daqi, I am also Huaijin's father. You take care of me, so there is no reason for him?"

"It has nothing to do with him." Su Jiu paused every word, "It's just because I am a citizen of Daqi, and you are the emperor of Daqi."

Yuan Xiao was silent.

Su Jiu reminded in a low voice: "The emperor's health is getting worse and worse. It is very abnormal. In the eyes of the minnv, I am afraid that he has been poisoned by chronic poison. It is better to ask the imperial doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment. The minnv knows an imperial doctor from the imperial hospital. Excellent."

Yuan Xiao was noncommittal.

Gently brushing the cup with his fingertips, his eyelashes drooped, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

Su Jiu frowned, "Your Majesty?!"

"No need..." Yuan Xiao smiled indifferently, "Ever since I drank her first bowl of medicine, I knew there was something added to the medicine. It's just...how can I be willing to reject her? I've had enough of the pain of parting for 22 years." The blood debt owed back then should also be repaid."

Su Jiu is still very unfamiliar with the history of more than 20 years ago.

All she knew was that Yuan Xiao seemed to love Xue Chengcheng very much.

Loved enough to die for her.

Outside the hall, there was the sound of ring wearing alone.

"She's here..." A look of anticipation and joy appeared in Yuan Xiao's old eyes, thinking of something, he waved to Su Jiu, "Come here."

Su Jiu hesitated and stepped forward.

She bowed her head under Yuan Xiao's gesture, and heard a few whispers from him.

Take it easy, every word and every word is for Xiao Tingchen's plan.

Su Jiu's face turned pale.

She looked at Yuan Xiao who was coughing continuously.

He doesn't look like an emperor now, just a kind and amiable old father.

And he left so many backup hands for Xiao Tingchen, it seems that he is ready to die at any time.

Xue Chengcheng opened the bead curtain and came slowly.

She held the lacquered wooden tray in her hand, and the black concoction in the small white jade bowl exuded a strange smell.

"Your majesty," she ignored Su Jiu and sat down beside the couch with a smile, "This concubine is here to deliver medicine for you."

With her slender hand, she scooped up a spoonful of medicine, and she brought it to Yuan Xiao's lips with a smile.

Yuan Xiao stared at her, and drank her medicine without hesitation.

Su Jiu stood by and watched silently. He knew that the medicine was poisonous, but he still took spoonful after spoonful.

Those peach blossom eyes are engraved with vicissitudes, and there is also the affection that has accumulated for more than 20 years...

After drinking the medicine, Xue Chengcheng was about to leave, but Yuan Xiao suddenly held her hand.

He was full of reluctance, "Cheng Cheng... stay with me."

Xue Chengcheng looked at him.

Yuan Xiao smiled obsessively, "When I was young, I thought that if you win the world, you can win your heart, but you don't know that what you love is not power and power, but Yuan Hui.

"I tried my best to win over the rich and powerful of the Chang'an family, and finally forced the palace 22 years ago. I killed my brothers and fathers, killed the families who disobeyed me, and finally took control of the power I wanted.

"I thought that I became the emperor of the world. Whether it is a country or a beautiful woman, I can get what I want. But at that time, I was young and immersed in the great wish of getting my wish. I didn't expect the price of obtaining the throne. What is it?

"In ancient times, the emperor called himself a 'widow', until I had no one to drink wine with during the Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year's Eve, until I worshiped my father and brother full of guilt, until I still felt lonely in front of the three thousand beauties in the harem, I Only then did I truly understand what the so-called 'widow' is..."

Yuan Xiao's voice was low and hoarse.

Su Jiu saw that his peach blossom eyes gradually became moist, as if there were old tears.

And the smile on Xue Chengcheng's original face had long since dissipated, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness and disgust.

"Now that I am willing to die in the hands of Cheng Cheng, can Cheng Cheng forgive my ignorance and impulsiveness?" Yuan Xiao held Xue Chengcheng's hand tightly, his eyes full of longing for redemption.

As an emperor, he should have maintained himself younger than his peers.

But just as Su Jiu had discovered when he first met, Yuan Xiao's brows and eyes were always a little haggard, and there was still black and blue under his eyes.

Now that I think about it, it must be because I have been so guilty all these years that I can't sleep at night.

For the sake of the so-called throne, is it really worth killing father and brother with your own hands?
When Yuan Xiao was dying, he still longed for forgiveness, even if it cost him his life, he would be willing to forgive him.

However, Xue Chengcheng was destined to disappoint him.

(End of this chapter)