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She opened her red lips slightly and spoke slowly in a tone that was neither too high nor too low, but very clear: "If Your Majesty still insists on maintaining the current condition, then I can guarantee that Your Majesty will live another two months; but if Your Majesty is willing to let go of his obsession, accept the treatment with peace of mind and no longer stubbornly insist on his own opinion, then according to my ability, Your Majesty should have roughly another year to enjoy."

As soon as she finished speaking, it was like a stone that caused a thousand waves, and the whole hall was suddenly in an uproar.

When Ye Zifen heard this, her tears burst out like a flood and slid down her pretty face.

Her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if a candle was about to fall in the wind.

Looking at the emperor who was high above, his face, which was already slightly pale, was now even more bloodless, like a piece of white paper.

A hint of hesitation first flashed across his eyes, and then deep fear quickly spread like a tide.

At this moment, the two imperial doctors next to them could no longer suppress their surprise and fear, and they began to whisper to each other.

Various speculations, concerns, and suggestions were intertwined together, making the originally solemn and dignified room full of disbelief for a moment.

However, in such an atmosphere, the most eye-catching person was Ye Zifen.

She was seen holding Shangguan Ying's sleeve tightly and refusing to let go, looking like a drowning person clinging to the last straw.

Unexpectedly, the first person to truly recover from the shock and accept this cruel reality calmly was the emperor himself, who was at the center of the vortex.

He sat there quietly, staring at Ye Zifen, whose face was covered with tears, with an extremely complicated look.

In fact, deep down in his heart, the emperor really wanted to tell everyone that he would rather use the only two months available to quickly arrange the things he wanted to arrange than lie in bed just to live a little longer.

However, when his gaze met Ye Zifen's pleading eyes, he found it difficult to say these words no matter what.

As a result, the emperor's lips, which had been opened, only trembled a few times, but in the end, he was unable to make any sound...

Ye Zifen's eyes were filled with deep fear, like a ghost in a cold night; they also contained endless worries, just like the surface of a lake under dark clouds; at the same time, they also flickered with a faint but firm light of expectation, like the lonely morning star in the dark sky before dawn.

This complex and intertwined emotion seemed to express thousands of words through her eyes.

The emperor finally let out a long sigh, and that sigh was as sad as the autumn wind sweeping over the fallen leaves. He slowly said, "I understand. I will never touch that kind of medicine again."

His voice echoed slowly in the empty and lonely palace, carrying with it a hint of helplessness and a little imperceptible sense of compromise.

Then, the emperor added in a slow and heavy tone that was suffocating: "By the way, I grant you a privilege. As long as I am alive, you can freely enter and leave the palace at any time."

When the emperor uttered these words, every word seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds, as if it had drained all his strength.

When Ye Zifen heard this, her heart, which had been hanging in the air for a long time, finally fell back into her stomach like a huge rock, and her body, which had been tense to the extreme, relaxed in an instant.

However, at this moment, tears burst out uncontrollably like a flood, wantonly flowing across that once exquisite and stunning face.

At this moment, tears have already soaked her cheeks, washing away all the glorious scenery and noble elegance of the past.

Her shoulders trembled slightly involuntarily, and a suppressed whimper came from the depths of her throat.

Those crystal clear tears dripped onto the ground one after another, splashing tiny water droplets, as if the fear and anxiety that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time had found an outlet at this moment.

At this moment, she no longer cared about whether her makeup was messy or not, and just immersed herself in sad crying, like a child lost and helpless in the wilderness.

The emperor stared at Ye Zifen quietly, feeling mixed emotions.

On the one hand, he felt deeply gratified because he saw the genuine and heartfelt concern in Ye Zifen's clear eyes. That sincere heart was like the sun in winter, warm and bright.

On the other hand, an indescribable sadness surged into my heart like a tide.

He couldn't help but wonder how long such a sincere emotion could last?

The emperor's thoughts involuntarily drifted to the prince, the child he once placed high hopes on.

Maybe time really is merciless. As I grow older, my heart has become harder without me noticing.

Thinking back to the other princes, the emperor felt filled with disappointment and sadness.

The eyes of those children were filled with covetousness and greed for the throne, as if they had forgotten the existence of their father.

The warm scenes of father and son enjoying each other's family happiness in the past have now been replaced by endless power struggles.

At this moment, Shangguan Ying, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Your Majesty, I only hope that no one knows of my existence. Therefore, please arrange all matters properly. After you are a hundred years old, I will leave. But during this period, I will stay by your side and do my best to treat your illness."

The emperor raised his eyes slightly and his gaze slowly fell on the woman in front of him.

You couldn't tell her exact age from her appearance, but there was no greed in her eyes at all. Instead, there was only pity and love for Ye Zifen.

His eyes revealed some complex emotions, including deep gratitude to Shangguan Ying for helping him, but also a bitter feeling of helplessness.

If she could successfully keep him alive for a little longer, then the contribution she would make would be extraordinary and immeasurable. However, what was unexpected was that she chose to give up such an opportunity without hesitation.

The emperor opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat and he could only shake his head helplessly.

Then he nodded slightly, indicating that he understood and agreed with the situation.

This simple action looks so heavy, as if carrying a heavy burden.

Shangguan Ying's gaze was firm and steady, resting on the emperor like a rock, as if silently conveying a message with her eyes - please don't worry too much about this matter.