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Chapter 364: The Aftermath (2)

After coming out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Concubine Cao's whole body was completely cold.

Concubine Tian Shu had not yet recovered from the terrible words of burial, and her whole body was trembling. She only relied on the help from the palace attendants to help her legs weaken and she fainted.

Concubine Cao was not in the mood to laugh at Concubine Tian Shu, so she returned to Ganquan Palace with the help of palace attendants.

Concubine Tian Shu did not return to Cuiwei Palace, but also followed her to Ganquan Palace. Concubine Tian Shu held Concubine Cao's arm and cried, wiping her tears: "I really didn't expect that the emperor could be so cruel."

"I was favored when I was eighteen years old and gave birth to King Zhao. In these years, I have been honest and law-abiding and have never made any messes."

"We spent one night together and a hundred days together. Why is the emperor so cruel? He wants me to be buried as a sacrifice!"

Concubine Tian Shu didn't care about her appearance and posture, she cried until her face was filled with tears and runny nose.

It was rare for Concubine Cao to feel sympathy for Concubine Tian Shu. She gritted her teeth and said with red eyes: "The emperor is afraid that our mother and son will be restless and affect the crown prince's smooth succession in the future. Who are you and me? In the eyes of the emperor, no one is as important as his empire.

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Concubine Tian Shu cried for a while, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, hesitated for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Sister Cao, what are you going to do? I don't care, you have been in the harem for so many years, is it possible that you have to leave the capital with the King of Han?"

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Concubine Cao's eyes flashed with strong resentment, and she snorted from her nose: "What else can I do if I don't leave! The emperor has even said that he will be buried. If he doesn't do it, he will be buried!"

Concubine Tian Shu lowered her voice and said, "Are you just willing to do it?"

Of course she was unwilling to do so.

One hundred and one thousand are unwilling to give in.

However, there is no need to say these words to Concubine Tian Shu.

A cold light flashed across Cao Guifei's eyes, and she made a tired look: "I'm very tired, and I really don't have the energy to chat. Sister Tian, ​​please go back and rest! I'll go to Cuiwei Palace to talk to you another day."

Concubine Tian Shu then left sadly.

Concubine Cao was sitting alone in her bedroom, wondering what she was thinking, and her eyes were stern.



In the last few days, Emperor Long'an was groggy and couldn't eat any rice, so he relied on ginseng soup to survive.

The princes and grandsons were waiting in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, all with sad faces and red eyes. This sadness was not pretended. Emperor Long'an had been sitting on the dragon throne for forty years, and the dragon was so majestic that for all the officials in the court

, Emperor Long'an was a wise emperor. To the princes and grandsons, Emperor Long'an was the sky above their heads.

Now, this part of the sky is about to collapse!

According to Emperor Long'an's decree, when Emperor Long'an closes his eyes, they will be sent out of the capital to join the feudal vassal. I'm afraid they will never be able to return to the capital in their lifetime.

The kings of Qin, Zhao, and Han couldn't help crying when they thought of this, not to mention the young emperors and grandchildren.

Zhu Yun has been staying by the dragon bed these days.

Among all the emperor's grandsons, the emperor's grandfather loved him the most.

Now that Emperor Long'an was in his final state, Zhu Yun felt sad and his eyes were red with tears.

Everyone has been keeping the bad news of Emperor Long'an's passing away from Empress Dowager Cao.

Empress Dowager Cao was already old and could not withstand such a heavy blow.

Finally, Emperor Long'an made it to the last moment. His consciousness suddenly woke up, a clear flush appeared on his face, and his cloudy eyes returned to clarity.

"Help me sit up." Emperor Long'an ordered. Eunuch Shen responded with red eyes and helped the emperor sit up.

This is a comeback.

The prince knelt beside the dragon couch, feeling unbearably sad.

The funeral affairs that should be explained have actually been explained. In this final scene of Emperor Long'an's death, his eyes passed over his wailing children and grandchildren one by one, and finally fell on the prince's face.

"You all get out," Emperor Long'an gasped violently and squeezed out: "I have something to say to the prince."

King Qin and others were unwilling, but could not resist, so they could only retreat silently. The heavy door separated them from the outside.

In the dormitory, there were only Emperor Long'an and the prince. Even Eunuch Shen and the prince also retreated.

"Prince, I am about to leave." Emperor Long'an looked at the heir he had chosen and said slowly, "I have a few last words to tell you."

"With your shrewdness and talent, you can take on the important responsibilities of the country. I will not misjudge you."

"I only hope that after my death, the kings of Qin, Zhao, and Han will be vassals honestly and not fall into the situation where brothers turn against each other and kill each other."

The prince's whole body was shaken, and he raised his eyes to look at Emperor Long'an.

Emperor Long'an looked at the prince intently and said in a low and hoarse voice: "If the three of them really have rebellion, you cannot be soft-hearted and must suppress it in time. In everything, the country is the most important thing."

No matter how important a son is, he is not as important as the country.

The prince trembled again, his eyes turned red, and he kowtowed three times: "My father's words have all been remembered by me."

Emperor Long'an, who was sitting on the dragon bed, suddenly became short of breath and his chest heaved violently.

The prince was horrified, stood up and rushed to the couch: "Father! Father!"

Emperor Long'an was like a burnt-out candle, the light in his eyes gradually extinguished: "Prince, remember, let them live... They are your brothers, you let them live..."

The prince burst into tears and swore a poisonous oath: "I swear to God. No matter when the time comes, no matter what mistakes my brothers make, I will save their lives! If you violate this oath, I will be punished by God!" "

Emperor Long'an let out a long sigh and slowly closed his eyes.

The Emperor of Qi passed away to heaven.

The prince endured his grief, stood up, opened the door of his dormitory, and said to everyone: "Father... has passed away!"

Suddenly, there was a cry of mourning.

King Qin was the first to rush into the dormitory, and King Zhao of Han also rushed in, crying loudly.

The prince was immersed in sadness and his reaction was much slower than usual.

Eunuch Yang hurriedly stepped forward to support his master: "Your Highness, please hold on."

The emperor closed his eyes. There were still a lot of things to do next. Ringing the death knell, organizing the funeral, and hundreds of officials entering the palace to kneel in mourning. The prince had to make the decision for these follow-up matters.

The prince nodded numbly.

Ever since Emperor Long'an became seriously ill, he had been secretly looking forward to the arrival of this day. No matter how secure the prince's position is, it is not as good as ascending the throne as emperor. Only by sitting on the dragon throne can he rule the world.

This moment really came. He suddenly realized that from now on, no one would support him. The people of thousands of miles away, this huge burden was firmly on his shoulders.

His father passed away just like that.

Unspeakable grief weighed on his heart like a boulder, making him unable to breathe and even unable to stand firm.

"Your Highness!" Eunuch Yang exclaimed in surprise.

Another young and vigorous figure stepped forward even faster and quickly reached out his hand to steady him: "Your Highness, be careful!"

This young, familiar voice is Shen You.

Shen You's hands were strong and firm, holding the prince firmly steady. There was concern in his dark eyes.

The prince took a deep breath and nodded slightly: "Don't worry, Gu Neng can hold on!"

Shen You didn't say anything anymore. After the prince stood firm, he quietly retracted his hand.


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