The sandalwood on the top of the clouds is made of beams, pearls are used as curtains, and Fan Jin is used as pillars. The six-foot-wide agarwood wide wide bed is hung with a shark silk treasure tent. Emperor Zhu Yao lay on the dragon couch and fell into a coma.
"Here is someone... I'm telling the prince to see me..."
He was dying, his voice was faint and intermittent.
The night wind blew, the bed curtains fluttered, and a gloomy and bleak atmosphere filled the entire bedroom.
"Come..."
At this time, there was no eunuch or palace maid in the huge bedroom, and the imperial physician was missing. No one came to serve him, no one came to serve him if Emperor Zhuyue called him.
At this moment, the curtain was opened, and a man in imperial physician's uniform quietly entered the emperor's bedroom. His face was condensation, and he approached the bed of Zhuyue Emperor step by step.
"Doctor Yu... Come here and pass the prince on my behalf. I... I have something to say to him."
The man stood in front of Zhuyue Emperor, and Zhuyue Emperor realized that the person who came was not Yu Doctor.
"Who? Who is coming?"
Zhu Minglie took off the imperial physician's robe, dressed in black Ye, and said slowly-
"Father, I am a son's minister."
After hearing this, Zhu Yuehuang tried hard to open his eyes wide, and a familiar and cold face reflected his eyes:
"Second Lao Si, are you here? Why are you... wearing Doctor Yu's clothes?" Zhu Yue asked with difficulty, his voice was already very weak.
"The father is seriously ill, and the fourth brother came to serve the father to repay his father's nurturing." Zhu Minglie looked at Zhu Yuehuang on the dragon collapse and said word by word, but every word was cold, without a trace of it. emotion.
"Are you the only one? Where are the other brothers?" Zhu Yuehuang looked behind Zhu Minglie, there was nothing left.
Zhu Minglie sat down next to the chair next to the dragon collapse and said—
"It's enough for the father to have a son to take care of him alone." He stretched out his hand and tucked the corner of the quilt for Emperor Zhuyue.
Zhu Yuehuang's breathing suddenly became rapid. He grabbed Zhu Minglie's hand and said desperately—
"No, I want to see the prince, go and call the prince, hurry... hurry... I have something to explain to him, and I have important things to explain to him."
"Okay, Father, I'll call you now."
Zhu Minglie stood up, looked down at his terminally ill father, lifted the curtains, and walked out.
Zhu Minglie stood ten feet away, looking at Zhu Yuehuang Emperor with cold eyes.
"The prince...back...back..."
Zhu Minglie sneered, the muscle lines on his face were cold, and he walked over—
Zhu Yuehuang's vision also began to blur. When he felt someone coming up again, he said with some joy—
"Emperor Yao, my father finally hopes for you... My father can only rely on you now. The world of this Sun Dynasty is up to you. Emperor Yao, no matter what happens, I must protect the country. ...Protect Thirteen and…and the tassels.”
"Don't you protect the fourth brother? Isn't he your son?"
After hearing these extremely cold words, Emperor Zhuyue opened his eyes suddenly-
"You...you...you are not Emperor Yao, you are not Emperor Yao? Go quickly and ask Emperor Yao to see me..."
"Father, don't call me anymore. I'm alone here. Others won't come in, and I can't come in." Zhu Minglie had already deployed everything, "I've been waiting for so many years and finally got the chance to be alone with you. Talk, Father."
Zhu Yue Emperor understood something at that time. He raised his hand with great effort and pointed at Zhu Minglie-
"You...you want to kill the throne? Were you to usurp the throne."
"Father, it's serious. I just took back what belonged to me. I have been on this bloody and tears road for so many years. Now it's time to get it back."
"You... you are unfilial son, you are so cruel to me and your brothers like this. Until I die, you can't see all your sons." Emperor Zhuyue was so angry that his face was blue, but except for trying hard to maintain his breathing,
But there is nothing we can do.
"Father, don't you learn from you? I won't forget how my father sat on the throne, right?" Zhu Minglie sneered.
"The fourth brother, I... I... I just think you are cold, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel."
Zhu Minglie heard this, stood up and said-
"Father, when it comes to being ruthless, my son is not half as cruel as you. No matter how cruel I am, I am not as cruel as you. For your own face, you have separated my mother and me and let my mother spend the whole ten alone.
Eight years of cold palace have made my childhood dark, and I was ridiculed by my brothers and my cold greeting. You don’t want to say a word to me; I don’t want to marry another woman, you use the woman I love to force me to give in
; And now, my favorite woman, you have another imperial edict that I and her will never meet forever. Tell me, why? I am obviously your biological son, why do you treat me like this?"
"You...you..." Zhu Yuehuang pointed at him with his finger, as if he had something to say, but he couldn't say it anymore.
Zhu Minglie approached step by step and said—
"Father, since I was eight years old, I have started fighting against heaven and fate alone!! I have today, and it is all your gift from you. Your last kindness to your mother is not to make up for it, but
For your own peace of mind, you know that you owe her back then.
Your likes, dislikes, sorrows and joys come from your whatever you want.
You will never understand. In my young heart, how deeply you are hurt by you, the scars you hurt are destined to be irreparable for our father and son.”