Fast time travel: black lotus has no emotion

Chapter 124

"Father, you are my son."

The fourth prince helped the emperor up, and thoughtfully stuffed the soft pillow behind him for him to sit on.

"Oh, it's you."

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and groped habitually on the small table beside him.

"What is the father looking for? Is it thirsty?"

The emperor's movements stopped, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"Or..." The fourth prince stuffed a jade-like stone into the emperor's hand: "You are looking for this."

The emperor held the stone tightly.

He couldn't help but because it was a relic of the former empress, and because this stone was beside his pillow, he could sleep more peacefully.

When the consciousness came back, the emperor couldn't help but wonder: "Why are you here? Are you overjoyed?"

The fourth prince stood up from the dragon bed, the kettle on the stove was bubbling and bubbling.

After he poured a cup for the emperor, he also poured a cup for himself.

"I'm overjoyed, it's outside the door." Blowing on the hot teacup, "But Father, you definitely don't want to see him."

The emperor was still thinking about what happened, and the fourth prince kindly gave him some advice.

"Guoxi was killed by me with a knife. Presumably the body is still lying outside."

The emperor squatted on the teacup with unsteady hands, and quietly, the teacup fell onto the brocade quilt.The hot tea dripped through the cup, soaking the emperor's pajamas.

The emperor hadn't complained of pain yet, but the fourth prince yelled: "Father, are you hot? Do you want my son to wait for you to wash?"

He didn't feel hot, only felt endless sadness.

This is his son!
The emperor's hand hidden under the quilt quietly clenched his fist, then released it weakly, and asked calmly, "Why?"

"why?!"

The fourth prince seemed to have heard a joke, and said frantically: "Father, why do you ask my son?"

"I want to know why you don't want to pass on the throne to me! Why do you value that bastard! Why did you pour cold water on me when I thought you valued me!"

"Why did I have to be born in the royal family! Why did my mother's clan be exiled to Lingnan by you!"

"Why! I'm so unworthy of your attention?! First the second brother, and then the sixth brother. When I thought it would be my turn, Zhao Chunmin came. What is he! But because of your connivance, he snatched Everything that should belong to me."

"Father, it would be great if we were not born in a heavenly family."

The emperor's lips muttered: "Chun'an, this is not what you think. I..."

The fourth prince showed a wry smile, shook his head, saw the emperor lying weakly on the dragon bed, and suddenly felt that the question he wanted to ask before was too stupid.

Even without him, this once all-powerful figure has reached an octogenarian age.

"Father, in your heart, what exactly is a son?"

The emperor raised his head, his cloudy eyes seemed to engrave Zhao Chun'an in his heart.

"I treat you as..."

"Needless to say!" The fourth prince interrupted the emperor.

He was a little timid at this moment, afraid of hearing the answer he least wanted to hear from his father.

From the sleeve, he took out a volume of imperial edicts with the national seal on it.

"Father, you are getting old. Please do the edict to pass on the throne yourself."

What happened just now deeply hurt the emperor's heart.

In his whole life, he is worthy of the people of Liming in the world, but there are many people who feel guilty.

only……

Chun'an, why can't you wait any longer? !

After siblings fight each other, will even father and son face each other with swords?

"Father, why don't you do it? Are you delaying time on purpose?"

Zhao Chun'an's heart was cold, but his blood was hot.

Thinking that he would soon become the emperor above ten thousand people, his cold eyes were stained scarlet with desire.

"Father, my son is waiting for you to write."

Zhao Chun'an held the emperor's hand and the pen holder, which was covered with thick ink.

"Write it. Father, why don't you write it!"

Ink dripped from the nib, making the bright yellow imperial decree black and dazzling.

The emperor was already mentally weak, and when the fourth prince was screaming most fiercely, he coughed with his head stuffed, his internal organs seemed to be pulled together, and wanted to tell him to save himself, but he couldn't utter a word.

"Father, at this moment, are you still thinking about that evil seed?!"

Zhao Chun'an looked at the emperor mockingly, and through him, he seemed to see a ridiculous self.

"Ha...hahahaha..."

The fourth prince was in a frenzy, and violently pushed the emperor down, grabbed one side of the pillow and covered the emperor's face.

A distorted face was shouting and roaring!

It was the emperor who was suffocating to death, but it was as if someone was strangling his neck.

It was like a wild animal locked in a cage, trying to break free from the cage, but bumped into walls everywhere, and died with the cage after being covered in bruises.

The emperor's breath under the pillow became weaker and weaker, and he pointed at Ange's arm with all his strength, and finally fell powerlessly onto the bed the second after he died.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

Zhao Chun'an threw away the pillow in his hand, just in time to meet the eyes of the emperor who couldn't rest in peace.

He stretched out a hand and slowly closed the other's eyes.

"Father, don't blame Erchen."

Even if he does it all over again, he will still do it!

The other eunuchs serving the emperor came late, and were frightened by the scene in front of them. Their knees softened and they knelt down on the ground: "Fourth... Fourth Highness, the slave didn't see anything, don't...don't kill the slave!"

Zhao Chun'an picked up a cup of tea next to him, and slowly poured a little water from the cup down his wrist.

The brown tea spread along the floor to the eunuch's feet, and at the same time, the smelly liquid dripped out from the eunuch's leg.

"No promise!"

Zhao Chun'an unbuttoned the outer robe on his body, revealing the bright yellow obscene clothes inside: "If you don't want to die, then go to Jingren Palace and ask the empress to come over."

Feeling relieved, the eunuch got up from the ground and ran to Jingren Palace quickly.

The emperor's death knell sounded when the sun was about to set.

The era belonging to Zhao Chun'an has just begun.

The funeral of the first emperor should be presided over by the empress.

Zhao Chun'an was lying on the dragon bed where the late emperor died, his eyes were bright yellow, he suddenly remembered something, imitating the late emperor, he raised his arms.

Is there... is there anything?

Zhao Chun'an suddenly sat up from the couch.

There seemed to be something hidden behind half of the glazed brick.

Prying it open with a dagger, carefully pulled out a scroll of imperial decree wrapped in oilcloth.Pulling off the brocade rope tied on it, the imperial edict came into his eyes like this.

Fengtian Chengyun Emperor Zhao said
Emperors have never ruled the world without worshiping the heaven and the patriarch as the first.My fourth son, I entrusted him with deep thought.Everything is based on the old chapters, and it is also respectful and inherited from the husband.Self-deprecating virtue, respecting relatives and virtuous people, and working together to plan a new governance.Sincerely...

Zhao Chun'an sneered, looked coldly at the imperial decree in front of him, and after a long time, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

"Father, my son really hates you!"

(End of this chapter)