"Mei'er... cough cough cough... I am deeply relieved to be able to die peacefully in your arms like this."

The emperor said in a weak voice.

As he spoke, he raised his eyes with great effort. His eyes, which had originally been dull and lifeless, were now staring at Shen Meimei intently.

"I have always wanted to ask, are Hongzhan and Lingxi... my biological children?"

Although the emperor's voice was soft, every word hit Shen Meimei's heart like a heavy hammer.

Faced with such a straightforward and sharp question from the emperor, Shen Meimei couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

After thinking it over, Shen Meimei had no choice but to bite the bullet and imitate Zhen Huan's answer:

"Of course, all the people in the world are your subjects, Your Majesty."

After saying this, Shen Meimei secretly prayed in her heart that the emperor could understand what she meant.

After all, with the emperor's intelligence, it should not be difficult for him to understand the deep meaning of it.

As expected, the emperor nodded slightly after hearing this, with a barely perceptible bitterness on his face:

"Well answered, well answered. That's right, this world belongs to me!"

At this point, the emperor suddenly started coughing violently, and his whole body was shaking with coughing.

After calming down a little, the emperor continued:

"However, I would like to hand over this great country to you to manage for me. Mei'er, don't leave, and don't refuse. This is the last thing I ask of you."

Before he finished speaking, the emperor, despite his illness, slowly sat up leaning on the couch.

Shen Meimei was shocked when she saw this.

At the same time, she subconsciously picked up the mobile phone beside her and glanced at the time displayed on the screen - there were only three hours left before returning to the modern era!

In an instant, Shen Meimei suddenly realized:

It turns out that the emperor was delaying time so that he would miss the opportunity to return to the modern era!

"Your Majesty, I promise you! I will never go back. I will definitely assist Hongxin and govern the Qing Dynasty well!" After Shen Meimei finished speaking, she threw the phone to the ground.

Suddenly the phone screen shattered and smoke came out. It must be that the mainboard was burned.

Without her phone, she could no longer communicate with the system and could not go back.

A smile appeared on the emperor's face. He pointed at his pillow and wanted to say something else. Unfortunately, although his mouth was moving, no sound came out.

"Your Majesty, do you have anything to say?" Shen Meimei called out again and again, but unfortunately the emperor slowly closed his eyes.

The atmosphere in the capital was heavy and solemn, and all the streets and alleys had been blocked and under martial law.

Officials above the fourth rank gathered in the Qianqing Palace, kneeling down and not daring to say a word.

Shen Meimei stood in front of the emperor's bed, staring at the monarch who once dominated the world.

She was filled with emotion and sighed softly:

"Your Majesty, you just closed your eyes like this, what should I do? This huge court has so many things to deal with, how can I handle it alone? Hongxin is only three years old, you really think too highly of me!"

After saying that, Shen Meimei slowly stretched out her hand and gently wiped the emperor's body.

When she touched the body that was once strong and powerful but now skinny, tears welled up in her eyes.

"It turns out that the emperor has become so thin...

The symptoms of pancreatic cancer are indeed terrible. The early symptoms are jaundice, followed by gradual weight loss.

I always thought that the emperor would have at least two or three years to live, and I never expected that he would leave so early."

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