Respectfully agreeing, Mei reminded softly, "Isn't it time for you to clean up the situation in the Ming Dynasty?!"
Mingyue nodded gently, "I will enter the palace now!"
As he walked out the door, he slowly stopped and said, "Everything is as it was when she was here, no changes are allowed!"
"Yes!" The two Blood Rose disciples guarding the door respectfully agreed.
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Royal Palace.
The emperor Ming Yihui was leaning on the brocade pillow, his face as pale as paper. He had lost two sons one after another, and due to chronic illness, his black hair had turned gray in just a few days. The old man lying on the pillow had a withered face, and how could he still look good?
He has the attitude of a generation of emperors.
Turning his face sideways, he stared at the night outside the window, frowning slightly, his eyes full of guilt.
"Could it be that the country of Ming Dynasty will be destroyed in my hands?!"
There was no one in the house except his personal eunuch.
Hearing his voice, the old eunuch who was close to him trembled his lips, and carefully comforted him, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, your body will recover as long as you rest for a few days, and the Ming Dynasty will surely be prosperous for thousands of years!"
"You don't have to lie to me!" Ming Yihui took a deep breath, "I know my own body. I can't hold on for long!"
The old eunuch raised his hand and wiped his eyes without making a sound.
"Hey!" Ming Yihui sighed, "It's just a pity that Lie'er is dead, and even Wei'er has encountered such an unexpected event. Looking at the palace, who can take over my throne? Northern Xinjiang Ulan has been ready to make a move, what should I do?
manage?!"
What the old eunuch could say, he just sighed.
Bang!
The door was pushed open, footsteps sounded softly, and someone strode in.
The mysterious clothes are like night, the silver hair is like snow, it is the bright moon.
When the old eunuch and Ming Yihui on the bed saw Ming Yue walking through the door, their eyes showed surprise.
Without kneeling or bowing, Ming Yue calmly glanced at her haggard father on the pillow and said calmly, "I want to be the emperor!"
Five words, like thunder.
Not to mention the old eunuch, even Ming Yihui was surprised.
"You?!" Ming Yihui forced himself to sit up straight, looking up at his son standing beside the bed, "What did you say?!"
"The country of Ming Dynasty cannot be destroyed. I have issued an imperial edict. I will solve everything. You only need to take good care of your health!"
Mingyue's voice was still as calm as before, but in its calmness, there was a domineering tone that could not be refused.
Since he shed his dragon scales last year, it seems that his whole person has changed a lot. His temper is still erratic, but he will never tell him his thoughts again.
Ming Yihui stared at the majestic and emperor-like son in front of him, and suddenly felt that he was so strange.
"You..." The old eunuch on the side couldn't see it, and raised his finger tremblingly to point at the bright moon, "Are you trying to force the palace to take over the world?!"
"This world belongs to me, how can I win the title?!" Mingyue didn't even look at the old eunuch, her eyes were still fixed on Ming Yihui, "Since your surname is also Ming, I won't kill you for the time being, so you don't want to do it in the end.
Force me!"
After that, he turned around and walked out of the door.
"Your Majesty?!" The old eunuch cried out in a hoarse voice, and these two words were full of resentment.
Ming Yihui watched the man's retreating figure, but a faint smile appeared on his lips, "That's fine, if he can really support this country, it will be a blessing to my Ming family!" Mei agreed respectfully.
He reminded softly, "Isn't it time for you to clean up the situation in the Ming Dynasty?!"
Mingyue nodded gently, "I will enter the palace now!"
As he walked out the door, he slowly stopped and said, "Everything is as it was when she was here, no changes are allowed!"
"Yes!" The two Blood Rose disciples guarding the door respectfully agreed.
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Royal Palace.
The emperor Ming Yihui was leaning on the brocade pillow, his face as pale as paper. He had lost two sons one after another, and due to chronic illness, his black hair had turned gray in just a few days. The old man lying on the pillow had a withered face, and how could he still look good?
He has the attitude of a generation of emperors.
Turning his face sideways, he stared at the night outside the window, frowning slightly, his eyes full of guilt.
"Could it be that the country of Ming Dynasty will be destroyed in my hands?!"
There was no one in the house except his personal eunuch.
Hearing his voice, the old eunuch who was close to him trembled his lips, and carefully comforted him, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, your body will recover as long as you rest for a few days, and the Ming Dynasty will surely be prosperous for thousands of years!"
"You don't have to lie to me!" Ming Yihui took a deep breath, "I know my own body. I can't hold on for long!"
The old eunuch raised his hand and wiped his eyes without making a sound.
"Hey!" Ming Yihui sighed, "It's just a pity that Lie'er is dead, and even Wei'er has encountered such an unexpected event. Looking at the palace, who can take over my throne? Northern Xinjiang Ulan has been ready to make a move, what should I do?
manage?!"
What the old eunuch could say, he just sighed.
Bang!
The door was pushed open, footsteps sounded softly, and someone strode in.
The mysterious clothes are like night, the silver hair is like snow, it is the bright moon.
When the old eunuch and Ming Yihui on the bed saw Ming Yue walking through the door, their eyes showed surprise.
Without kneeling or bowing, Ming Yue calmly glanced at her haggard father on the pillow and said calmly, "I want to be the emperor!"
Five words, like thunder.
Not to mention the old eunuch, even Ming Yihui was surprised.
"You?!" Ming Yihui forced himself to sit up straight, looking up at his son standing beside the bed, "What did you say?!"
"The country of Ming Dynasty cannot be destroyed. I have issued an imperial edict. I will solve everything. You only need to take good care of your health!"
Mingyue's voice was still as calm as before, but in its calmness, there was a domineering tone that could not be refused.
Since he shed his dragon scales last year, it seems that his whole person has changed a lot. His temper is still erratic, but he will never tell him his thoughts again.
Ming Yihui stared at the majestic and emperor-like son in front of him, and suddenly felt that he was so strange.
"You..." The old eunuch on the side couldn't see it, and raised his finger tremblingly to point at the bright moon, "Are you trying to force the palace to take over the world?!"
"This world belongs to me, how can I win the title?!" Mingyue didn't even look at the old eunuch, her eyes were still fixed on Ming Yihui, "Since your surname is also Ming, I won't kill you for the time being, so you don't want to do it in the end.
Force me!"
After that, he turned around and walked out of the door.
"Your Majesty?!" The old eunuch cried out in a hoarse voice, and these two words were full of resentment.
Ming Yihui watched the man's retreating figure, but a faint smile appeared on his lips, "That's fine, if he can really support this country, it will be a blessing to my Ming family!"