Chapter 464: The Wonderful Drama of the Southern Royal Family Nine
Wonderful Dramas of the Southern Royal Family (9)
An old man wearing a long yellow satin jacket was lying on the bed, and a boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old was sitting behind the old man, acting as a cushion for him.
You don't need to guess to know that the old man is the emperor and that young man is the sixth prince. However, I didn't expect that this young man looks so precocious. At the age of fourteen, he actually looks like he is fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Father, let the imperial doctor diagnose your pulse!" The sixth prince's voice contained a hint of crying and a hint of prayer, and the blend was just right.
"No need, I know my body well. I just want to be with you in these last days... cough cough cough..." There was a heartbreaking cough, and tears just fell from the eyes of the sixth prince.
Jiu'er sighed softly, but did not intend to step forward to help. The emperor was destined to die, and so were the maids and eunuchs in the palace, including the princes, princesses, concubines and ministers outside.
Accounting for more than half.
"Father..."
The old emperor slowly raised his nearly weightless hand and waved it gently. The sixth prince shut up with tears in his eyes and just supported the emperor carefully.
The emperor opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Jiu'er and Wen Renjue. Still, he only glanced at Jiu'er and finally landed on Wen Renjue.
"Master Qinglong asked you to come?"
Although he was weak and hoarse, his majesty as a superior person was still there, and his tone was still condescending, not a little weaker because of Wen Renjue's previous arrogance.
"It seems that it's the right time." Wen Renjue didn't care, and just said lightly.
The old emperor nodded slightly: "So, do you know what your mission is?"
Wen Renjue glanced at the Sixth Prince behind him and nodded slightly.
"Very good." The old emperor took a breath and waved to Wen Renjue, "Luo'er, come here."
The sixth prince came out from behind him and knelt in front of his bed. The tears in his eyes could not be stopped.
"General Chen, bring me my imperial edict."
The general turned around silently without saying a word. After a while, he brought over a sandalwood box and handed it to the emperor.
The emperor thrust the imperial edict into the hands of the sixth prince, and then slowly said to General Chen: "Help me up."