Chapter Thirty-Four: The Quarrel Between the Left and Right
"Prince of Peiping, Your Majesty, His Majesty..." Then she burst into tears again.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, brother Huang will be fine." Rong Xiaoyu comforted the queen, but a pair of black eyes also revealed unbearable worry and sadness. Shen Bingning just raised her face and saw the queen lying on the dragon bed.
Rong Xiaoxu looked very handsome, and to be honest, he was really shocked. His face was pale, his mouth was green, and even the bottom of his eyes were green.
She patted her chest and held Rong Xiaoyu's arm tightly with both hands. What should she do? She was so afraid that the corpse would explode in a moment.
Rong Xiaoyu walked over, lowered his head, and looked at Rong Xiaoyu who was already unconscious.
"Brother Huang, I am Xiao Yu. Brother Huang, can you hear me?"
It's strange that he could hear it. Shen Bingning muttered in his mouth. Now that it's like this, it's probably just one breath away from death. It's really not easy for him to live.
Imperial Physician, what's wrong with the Emperor? Rong Xiaoyu sat up and his face turned extremely cold. What's going on? He's only been out for a few months. How come his brother is like this?
The imperial doctor hurriedly raised his hands and bent down, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty doesn't know what's going on. He's been feeling unwell the past few days. His subordinates have also prescribed a lot of medicine, but they can't be cured. In the past few days,
It's a little heavier again, and in recent days, the emperor's body has become like this day by day."
"Today, the medicine and stone are ineffective, maybe..." He didn't say any more at this point, but everyone present could understand what he meant, that is to say, Rong Xiaoxu's time is running out, maybe right here
He's going to die in a few days.
Shen Bingning walked out. She was not afraid now. It turned out that she was not dead yet. She took a closer look at Rong Xiaoyu and saw that although Rong Xiaoxu's face was pale and there was no trace of blood, there was still a slight rise and fall in his chest.
So, he is still alive and breathing, but no one knows when he will die.
As long as this person is not a dead person, Shen Bingning will not be afraid. Even if it is only a breath, she feels much better in her heart, without the creepy feeling she had just now.
She leaned over and stared at Rong Xiaoyu's face carefully. To be honest, Rong Xiaoxu himself was also a handsome guy. After all, he and her husband-in-law were born from the same parents. It was natural.
He looks good, but look at it now, to be honest
, this face, tsk, thin, yellow, black and green, I really don’t know what color it is, the eyes are green, the mouth is also green, the face is white, if he didn’t still have breath,
Shen Bingning really thought that he might have blown up his body.
Rong Xiaoyu stood up and put his hands behind his back. His originally gentle face was now extremely solemn, and there was a trace of sadness that was difficult to hide in his eyes.
"Physician, can you help me?"
The imperial doctor shook his head, "Your Majesty, I have tried my best, but there is really nothing we can do."
After saying this, another group of women cried hoarsely, each one more sad and pitiful than the last. Shen Bingning looked at the place where the group of women were standing, and she didn't know how many were sincere and how many were fake.
Some of them didn't even have a single tear. They just cried and howled. This was too fake.
She couldn't help but feel a little pitiful for Xiao Xu. The emperor had been frightened since he came to power. He didn't dare to eat or drink. He spared no effort here and there but went to help the people. He also lived his own life.
On the outside, he looks like an emperor with the power of life and death, but in fact, being an emperor is really hard work.
Even if the throne is placed in front of her, she is not willing to do it. Being an emperor is not as hard as it is.
While she was still thinking wildly, two officials came in outside the door. Shen Bingning knew these two people. These two were high-ranking officials. There was only one prime minister on the left and right, but she was afraid. If one person has too much power, it will have a certain impact on the emperor's imperial power. Therefore, now there are two prime ministers in the court, the left and the right. It not only balances their power, but also calms down the forces of the two parties. Of course, these two parties The appearance was obviously not compatible. When the two people came in, neither one paid attention to the other.
After seeing the prince, Prime Minister Zuo saluted Rong Xiaoyu, and looked at Shen Xiaoxu, who had been unconscious and was obviously about to die, with a worried look on his face that was easy to express.
On the other hand, the right prime minister also gave the same courtesy, but his eyes were darting from left to right, and his mouth was also raised. With his eyes and appearance, you can tell that he has a mean look at a glance, and a person with eyes Everyone could tell that these were the people from King Dongping. When they came in, the one who knelt down first to Rong Xiaoyin, and Shen Bingning remembered, was not the right minister.
"Your Majesty, if something unexpected happens to Your Majesty, please make plans as soon as possible. The country cannot be without a king for a day. The Prime Minister persuaded him earnestly. He knelt on the ground again and asked Your Majesty to put the great cause of the country first."
Rong Xiao Yubing had a frozen face and said nothing.
The right minister felt that his scalp was a little numb, but he still forced himself to continue speaking, "Your Majesty, the Emperor has always valued Prince Dongping very much. The Emperor has no heirs. When the time comes for the throne..."
"What's wrong with the throne?" Zuo Xiang stopped him coldly, "Are you cursing the emperor's death? Even if the emperor really does something wrong, there is still King Beiping here. When will it be King Dongping's turn? In terms of identity, the King of Peiping and the Emperor are brothers from the same country. In terms of character, no one in the world can trust him. In terms of reputation, no one in this dynasty can compare with him."
The right prime minister turned his face and snorted coldly.
"Prince Dongping has a high and powerful position."
"Does it mean that our prince has a low status?" Zuo Xiang said coldly.
"Isn't it?" The right minister's neck tightened anxiously, and he replied without thinking, but he forgot that there was another person here.
Rong Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up, and Shen Bingning swore that he was definitely not smiling. Moreover, she clenched her fists. This damn old man actually dared to scold her. The dear husband of the family looked at her and she wanted to kick him in the face.
The Right Prime Minister simply forgot where he was and who was in front of him. His mouth was like a machine gun, and he kept talking non-stop.
"Our King of Dongping is both civil and military, and he has won the hearts of the people. The state he owns has never had good weather, while the Jinzhou of King Beiping has always been a barren land. Doesn't this just prove who is more capable? Do you want to sit on this throne?"