Yin Jingchao coughed violently. After coughing, his eyes gradually became clearer, and finally, they slowly fell on Ye Shengxuan.
Looking at the tears he was holding back, Yin Jing smiled weakly.
"Why are you crying? Everyone is going to die eventually."
Ye Shengxuan's eyes became redder and redder. He stared at Yin Jingchao closely, trying not to let his tears fall and not to make the person who brought him up feel uncomfortable.
Yin Jingchao exhaled and stretched out his hand to Ye Shengxuan.
Ye Shengxuan quickly handed over his hand and let Yin Jingchao hold it, "Your Majesty..."
"What kind of person do you think Lulu is?"
Ye Shengxuan was startled, as if he did not expect that such a question would be asked on his deathbed.
But even so, he still choked up and said: "The man's slavish face is like a painted boat in the painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival. He is as slender as a willow branch and as weak as a catkin, twisting his bones between frown and smile."
"Always with his head lowered, not daring to look at others, and always speaking with humility and inferiority, with a submissive attitude. When he is busy, he makes a pot of tea, day after day, counting the endless days.
, until night falls, he..."
Yin Jingchao shook his head, with a helpless smile on his face.
"I mean, today's Lulu."
Ye Shengxuan's voice suddenly choked.
Yin Luzhu today...
He lowered his eyes gently, with a sarcastic curve on his lips, "There is a cat hiding in the belly with treacherous plans.
The misfortune caused by the Xiaoqiang chaos for generations of emperors, how could you ever think of pretending, loving deeply and benevolently for personal gain, deceiving the emperor with false love, and inciting rebellion by having secret meetings in the green forest."
"Suddenly, the power is superimposed, the ministers abandon the generals and defeat the generals, the world cannot tolerate the evildoers, and the whole body is full of infamy for eternity."
"The world is in a state of coma, and the people's hearts are scattered and their swords are silent. Those who are stupid and do not know how to destroy the country, how can they blame God and lament the country."
"This is the current evaluation of Prince Yin by the people of Great Yin. If the prince leaves like this, Prince Yin will be completely useless. The prince must live well."
Yin Jingchao still shook his head.
"I want your opinion, not anyone else's."
Ye Shengxuan lowered his head silently, "Today's Prince Yin is like a flower blooming in the midst of political intrigue. He is proficient in six arts, talented and resourceful, and determined, ruthless but not cruel, perceptive and wise." Hearing this, King Chu Xiang finally showed a satisfied smile.
"When I die, this army of controlling the underworld will be handed over to Lu Lu. She can guard you and the people of Yin for me."
"Your Majesty, no one else will obey Yin Luzhu! If you are really dead and Yin Luzhu cannot convince everyone, how will he deal with himself!"
"I believe her."
Yin Jingchao's voice sounded weak and tired, but his words were firm.
Ye Shengxuan had never seen the affirmation of Yin Luzhu on his face. He always thought that the prince must have worked hard for Yin Luzhu's mediocrity.
But he didn't know until this moment that Yin Luzhu may have never let the prince down. He, Yin Luzhu, will always be the one who hides the deepest.
It's them, blinded by a leaf.
"Sheng Xuan..."
"Your Majesty, I am here."
"Over the years, I have regarded you as my own. I once thought that if Lulu married you, you two would hold hands together and we would definitely have a good story..."
Ye Shengxuan looked at King Chu Xiang in shock.
Is the prince sick and confused?
Yin Luzhu and he are both men, so how can they marry him?