The main god has a system group

Chapter 503

Fu Jian hoped that he would suddenly come back to life, sit up and stand up like last time when he saw less air in and out more.

Then, Wang Jinglue was very clear.

Not anymore.

His deadline is approaching, this time he really won't.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say to the Emperor."

Fu Jian's complexion changed drastically, and he shook his head and said, "No, don't say it, I won't listen, if you have anything to say, I'll talk about it when you recover. Go to sleep for a while, when you wake up, you'll be fine."

Isn't his important words now his last words?

Fu Jian firmly believed that as long as he did not listen, Wang Jinglue would not die.

Wang Jinglue smiled wryly in his heart, it would be good if he could really sleep well.

But is it good or not, can he not know?

"If you don't say anything else, I'm afraid there will be no chance." He sighed softly.

"Brother Jinglue!"

"Your Majesty, I know very well that the Jin Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River has always been your heart disease. The fishbone is in your throat, and you want to get rid of it quickly. But the Jin Dynasty is the orthodox of China, and it is peaceful from top to bottom. This fishbone cannot be removed. After the minister's death, you must remember that the Jin Dynasty must not be disturbed."

I don't know if he listened to it or not, but Wang Jinglue said it seriously, so he nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, and I'll listen to you. Stop talking and have a good rest."

Wang Jing slightly shook his head and said, "No, I haven't finished my words, so I can't sleep."

This sleep, he is afraid that he will never wake up again, he is very clear in his heart.

Fu Jian could only say: "Okay, tell me."

"Xianbei and Xiqiang are only surrendering on the surface, and their thieves are not dead, which will inevitably cause future troubles. The emperor must not be kind to women, and must get rid of them."

The former Yanyou Emperor Murong Wei was nothing to be afraid of, but he knew Murong Chui's methods better than anyone else.

One day he does not die, one day he dies without regret.

Fu Jian nodded again and again, "Alright, I will listen to you."

"And your brothers, it's not wrong for me to let the emperor be afraid of my own relatives, but I am really worried about the emperor. If you don't have the heart to kill them, you must remember to take precautions against them!"

"Okay, remember, I will remember."

No matter what he said, Fu Jian readily agreed.

Instead, it made him uneasy.

Could it be to deal with him?
If this is the case, the heavens will destroy Qin, and he is powerless as a dying person.

"Husband..."

At this time, Mrs. Wang came in a hurry, crying and wearing elegant makeup.

Wang Jing slightly turned his face away, because he didn't want to see her.

For her sake, he spared Murong Chong's son.

She just came at this time, what does that mean?
She couldn't trust herself, and she was afraid that she would inform the emperor before her death and secretly send the child away.

As a husband and wife for a lifetime, she couldn't trust herself so much.

"Mrs. Wang, please comfort Jing Lue well. His illness will definitely recover, and he will recover after a short rest. In my opinion, he is not as ill this time as last time."

"Okay, thank you Your Majesty for your concern."

"Well, drive back to the palace."

Fu Jian always believed that Wang Jinglue would not die.

After all, he speaks sharply now, much more relaxed than last time.

"Madam, did you send Ah Wang away?"

Mrs. Wang raised her head, her face covered with tears.

"Husband, do you blame the concubine?"

Wang Jinglue did not answer her question, but asked her: "Then Ayao, is she really dead?"

Mrs. Wang's pupils shrank, and she moved her eyes unnaturally.

Seeing her appearance, Wang Jing let out a long sigh.

"I know my own body. Ma'am, my husband is really helpless this time. I am a dying person, do you still want to hide it from me?"

(End of this chapter)