From then on, those who follow others will live, and those who go against others will die.

He leaned his back back and closed his eyes, and he wanted to sit in the court to manage state affairs and how powerful he was.

Gently, he let out a breath of turbid air. Then he stood up, then took a slap on the dragon robe and prepared to change into mourning clothes. Because the national mourning had not passed, as soon as he walked down the steps, suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest.

He touched his chest, but in fact he didn't care too much. After all, this pain lasted not a day or two. The imperial physician said that it was a heart disease, and his heart disease had not been done for several days.

He also forgot about this matter, and now he has become the emperor, so his heart is naturally removed, but why did he come again?

It's strange. He touched his chest again.

I think it is because he has been too tired in recent days that he feels uncomfortable.

He still didn't take it to heart, and knew in his heart that it would be great if it was only a few breaths.

Sure enough, in just a breath, the pain disappeared without a trace.

"It's so weird!"

He couldn't help but rub his chest again. After the national funeral, he would definitely take a good look at it to see what was the reason and why he always felt this discomfort?

He put down his hand, then tidied up his clothes, and then walked forward with big strides.

As a result, after taking a few steps, another kind of pain came.

Unconsciously, he covered his chest again, and the blood on his face also retreated a little.

This time it was strange.

He actually felt a sense of fear.

No, he shook his head. He would not have any trouble. He would definitely not have any trouble. He became the emperor. He had not been officially crowned yet. He would not have any trouble. He was the emperor and he would have the blessing of God.

But why is the pain in his chest getting more and more, and why is it getting more and more dense? The cold sweat on his forehead fell down, which is painful, scared, and even more frightened.

When he heard the thunderous beating of his heart, what was added to it was the kind of pain that should not have come out.

Suddenly, he gasped and stretched out his hand to grab something, but the only thing he caught seemed to be the blurrier in front of him.

With a bang, he fell to the ground, and his whole body kept twitching.

When I was inside, when I saw the new emperor lying on the ground and spitting white, my mouth was crooked and my eyes were slanted. I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak.

What's wrong with this new emperor? Is this an evil person or...

Have a stroke?

When the imperial physician came, he saw that the new emperor was like this and he didn't need to take a pulse, and he knew that this was a stroke.

Do you still need to use it? The mouth and eyes are all tilted, and saliva is flowing. Even if it is cured, it will still have such a face.

The new emperor widened his eyes, and he never dreamed that he would suddenly become something. He trembled from time to time, and was also afraid that he could see people outside, hear their voices, and even what the imperial physician said, he could hear them with his own ears.

But how could he have a stroke? He was obviously very awake and could listen and watch.

He became the emperor, he was the throne firmly. He even told the world that there was no stroke. How could he have a stroke? How could he have a stroke? Are they lying to him?

Is he dreaming?

And what should I do now? The New Emperor's advisers didn't know what to do. If it were something else, they could come up with a thousand or ten thousand ways. However, now that the New Emperor has a stroke and his mouth is crooked, would they have to bring him a headband or find a fake one?

"What did you say?"

Qi Yuan suddenly stood up, "New Emperor has a stroke?"

"Yes," the person who came was also anxious, and his head was covered with sweat, and a wisp of it was pressed on his face.

"Marty, what should we do now? The new emperor is afraid it won't work."

"I will take a look."

Qi Yuan didn't believe that the new emperor would suffer from any kind of stroke. Strokes were only caused by old people. The new emperor was so young and vigorous, and his body was not abnormal on weekdays. How could he have a stroke?

A young man actually suffered a stroke. Where did this strange thing come from?

But after he took a few steps, he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the wall on one side, and the feeling of dizziness was also inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Mr. Marquis, what's wrong with you?"

The guard on one side hurried forward and wanted to support Qi Yuan. Qi Yuan wanted to say that he had nothing to do, but he could only move his mouth, but there was no sound at all.

His black eyes suddenly trembled, as if something was about to come out. However, before he could think about it, all his mind was invaded by darkness, and then he could not see anything.

In front of a mirror, Shen Yueshu touched her face from time to time.

"Lanning, do you think I've become ugly?"

Shen Yueshu didn't believe that she was in the mirror. She was still shining brightly for a few days, but why did she become like this now? Her face turned pale, her skin was dry and chapped, and her lips were also dull. Where did she get her icy skin and jade bones in the past, where did she get her beauty, and what was the spots on her face?

Lan Ning was also frightened. If she hadn't been by Shen Yueshu's side, she would have never believed it. At this time, this woman with an old face, dark yellow skin, and a spotted face would have been Shen Yueshu, which was ugly than Shen Yueshu's previous appearance.

Just like Shen Yueshu, who had been taken away for decades of life, it was clearly Shen Yueshu's appearance in his forties. No matter how he was, he didn't look like he was in his 29th year.

"Lanning..."

Shen Yueshu called Lan Ning's name again, "What do you think is going on?"

She quickly pressed the mirror down on the table, not wanting to see her ugly face now, but even so, even if she touched her, she could touch the roughness of the skin on her face.

"Madam, don't worry."

Lan Ningtu thought of something and quickly comforted Shen Yueshu.

"I used to be in the village. I heard from others that some women will develop spots when they are pregnant, all of which are caused by the fetal appearance. Those with this fetal appearance will most likely be male fetal."

"Male fetus?"

Shen Pengshu gently stroked his slightly protruding belly, and his red lips raised upwards, but compared with her dim skin at this time, it was a bit hideous and ugly.

Yes, male fetus, male fetus.

It must be a male fetus

"Son..." She gently stroked her belly, "If you must be a male fetus, your mother has promised you a road above ten thousand people. As long as you can give birth, you will be the king of this world."
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