After Yu Ying'er's rebirth, she became addicted to teasing Concubine Hua

The emperor was delighted by Hongyao's growth. He had been unable to hold on for a long time, but he was just waiting for Hongyao to come back to see if his long-awaited successor could shoulder the burden. Now he saw that he was more than capable, and he felt relieved.

The emperor looked at his son, who was almost half a head taller than him, and felt a complex emotion. After not seeing each other for many years, the father and son seemed to have an invisible membrane between them. They were not as close as before, but because blood was thicker than water, they had such a relationship that the emperor could not help but tear up.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." The emperor patted Hongyao's shoulder, but it seemed as if he could only breathe a sigh of relief by leaning on Hongyao. Almost all of his strength was on Hongyao.

Hongyao has been fighting outside for many years and has become very strong. He can definitely withstand this tiny bit of force.

Although Yunli was only a few years younger than the emperor, he had been exercising all year round and had been fighting all the time. He had many new and old injuries on his body, but he was much healthier than the emperor. Compared with the emperor's frailty, Yunli looked like a strong old man who could still live for many years. At this moment, he stood aside, full of righteousness, with an increasingly stable look on his face.

"Fourteenth brother, you have worked hard too." The emperor turned his eyes to Yunli, the temptation in his eyes had disappeared completely, as if he was really looking at his brother, with a hint of tenderness, "Rest well, remember to pay your respects to mother's grave."

"I understand." Yunzhen knew that his mother had passed away long before he came to Beijing. It was the lady in the mansion who told him when she saw him briefly on the day he arrived in Beijing. He also secretly felt that he was unfilial for not being able to see his mother for the last time. But when he thought about the fact that he had fought for the Qing Dynasty and conquered a new world for it, the guilt was covered up by pride.

The emperor exchanged a few words with the two men and then let Yunli return home, leaving Hongyao behind, saying that he wanted to reminisce with his son.

"Hongyao, help me lie down on the bed." But after chatting for a while, the emperor felt exhausted. He had been attending court less frequently these days, mostly summoning ministers to handle government affairs in the Yangxin Palace, and occasionally being harassed by Sun Yudai.

Hongyao looked at the sick emperor and sighed inwardly. He still helped him to lie on the bed respectfully and asked, "How is your Majesty these days?"

"You still remember your father, which shows that you are very filial and understand filial piety." The emperor patted the back of Hongyao's hand and said slowly, "Hongyao, your father is old."

"Your Majesty is in the prime of his life, how can he be old?" Hongyao began to flatter the emperor without blushing or beating his heart. He was trained by Fubao to tell lies with open eyes.

The emperor smiled faintly, not getting excited by Hongyao's words, and continued to speak slowly: "You were taught by me personally, and I know your character and ability. You and Fubao have always had a good relationship. Fubao has done a lot of great things in the name of you and her, as well as Shuhe and Wenyi. You have the support of the people and the army, and your ability is top-notch. I am relieved to leave the Qing Dynasty to you."

Fu Bao could not hide these things from the emperor, as the people at the railings were spread all over the place, and as long as he wanted to know, he could easily find out. What's more, Fu Bao did not deliberately conceal it, he just didn't tell him.

"I have not yet grown up to be what the Emperor wants me to be. I dare not accept what the Emperor says." Hongyao didn't know whether the Emperor was testing him or not, so he could only struggle and deal with him.

But the emperor really felt that he was incapable of doing it, so he held Hongyao's hand again and said, "I am going to appoint you as the crown prince, betroth the second daughter of the Fucha clan as your principal wife, the eldest daughter of the Niuhuru clan as your concubine, and the concubine daughters of the Gao clan and the concubine daughters of the Anjia clan as your princesses. With such a wife and family protecting you, and you have the support of the people and the army, everything will be smooth. My good child, you are well-behaved and kind. I am relieved that the Qing Dynasty is handed over to you. You should make good use of loyal generals and treat your brothers and sisters well."

He said this sincerely, but his tone was a little tired, as if he had used up all his strength. He had already done all the research and preparation for Hongyao over the years, just waiting for him to come back. He didn't even know if he could wait until Hongyao came back. He was worried all day, afraid that the Qing Dynasty would be in chaos without him.

"Your Majesty, I am still waiting for your teachings, and the Qing Dynasty still needs you to take charge. I am afraid that I will not do well and will disgrace your trust." Hongyao's eyes flickered slightly, and his true emotions could not be seen. The emperor was also confused by his worried and distressed look, and he sighed more and more that this was a good child.

"Okay, I said you can, so you can do it." The emperor patted Hongyao's hand gently, "I'm tired, go down, your mother hasn't seen you for many years, she misses you so much, go and accompany her."

Hongyao nodded, took his hand back, twisted the quilt and covered the emperor, then bowed and left. When he reached the door, he gave Su Peisheng some instructions, asking him to take good care of the emperor.

Su Peisheng naturally and honestly agreed, respectfully saw Hongyao off, and went into the house to serve the emperor.

The emperor had not fallen asleep yet, but ordered Su Peisheng to help him up. He walked to the desk, tremblingly wrote an imperial edict to confer the title, stamped it with the imperial seal, and handed it to Su Peisheng: "Go and announce it later, so that the mother and son can have more time to spend together."

"I understand." Su Peisheng raised the imperial edict with both hands above his head. After accepting the emperor's request, he placed the imperial edict on the table and helped the emperor back to bed. "Your Majesty, please take a rest. If you have anything to do, just tell your servant to do it."

The emperor hummed lightly, raised his eyes to look at the old man who had been with him for many years, and raised the corners of his lips for no reason: "Su Peisheng."

"Your servant is here." Su Peisheng didn't know why the emperor called him, he just bent his waist and listened patiently.

"Stand up straight. You're old, but you don't mind the pain in your waist." Perhaps because he no longer had many worries, his tone of voice became more relaxed. He leaned against the bed and looked at Su Peisheng, "Su Peisheng, how many years have you followed me?"

"It has been fifty-five years, since Your Majesty was ten years old. I was personally appointed by Empress Xiaoyi Ren to serve Your Majesty." Su Peisheng still bent his waist and did not really indulge himself just because of the emperor's indulgence.

Hearing this, the emperor nodded, with nostalgia in his eyes. It was unclear whether he missed his childhood or Empress Xiaoyiren: "Yes, it has been fifty-five years. You are five years older than me. You have accompanied me for so many years. Do you have any regrets?"

When the emperor was thinking about leaving, he took Su Peisheng with him. He had been accustomed to Su Peisheng's service for so many years and was afraid that he would not be able to adapt to the underworld. He still needed Su Peisheng to help him explore the way.

These words made Su Peisheng tremble slightly, and he said carefully: "If I really say that I have no regrets, I would be lying. My only regret is that I have not been able to return to my hometown once, and I have not been able to renew my relationship with that girl. It's a pity. However, I am honored to be able to accompany the emperor for many years."

If she hadn't come to the palace, how could she have rekindled her relationship with Cui Jinxi? Now, when she released the palace maids, she released Cui Jinxi and let her live in her mansion outside the palace, and became a couple with her? In the final analysis, he wanted to thank the emperor for his kindness and cultivation, but... he had served the emperor for so many years, and he had already repaid the emperor's kindness. If the emperor wanted him to die, he would not agree.

Jinxi was still waiting outside the palace for him to finish his shift, waiting for him to come back and drink the porridge she cooked. It seemed that he had to make some plans, Su Peisheng thought so, and the last bit of pity for the emperor in his eyes disappeared completely.

"Well, you can go down. I'm tired." The emperor listened to Su Peisheng talking about the past, and he unconsciously thought of Wanwan and Yu Ying'er. He even thought that if he died, he wanted Yu Ying'er to be buried with him.

But... how can the future Queen Mother be buried with me? Unless... unless Yu Ying'er dies early and is buried with me then.

Thinking of this, the emperor couldn't help but be tempted. The road to the underworld was too dark and too long, and he always wanted to find a few more people to accompany him.