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?At this time, Nuo Xu had just returned from the court meeting. Although the Holy Majesty woke up last night, the news from Cuiwei Palace was that the Holy Majesty was still very weak. He sent someone to ask the imperial physician quietly. This time, time is really running out.

He pressed his aching forehead, feeling a little restless.

Suddenly a eunuch came in and told Nuo Xu to go to Cuiwei Palace right now.After hearing this, Nuo Xu hurriedly left Shangyang Hall, walking faster and faster, fearing that if he was a step slower, it would be too late.

He became more and more flustered and irritable, and he didn't know what to panic or what to worry about.

When passing through the garden, Nuo Xu happened to run into Fan Shaoqian, the two immediately stopped and glanced at each other, Nuo Xu shifted his gaze to the baggage in his hand.

"Are you leaving?" Nuo Xu asked.

"En." Fan Shaoqian gripped the burden tightly, feeling that the burden weighed thousands of catties.

Nuo Xu hurriedly asked again: "Have you met Emperor Father?"

Fan Shaoqian's eyes were a little unnatural, after thinking for a while, he calmly nodded in response: "Yeah."

"Did he make things difficult for you?"

Seeing Nuo Xu's concerned expression, Fan Shaoqian's heart was a little depressed by the burden in his hands.He shook his head and didn't speak.

Seeing his preoccupied appearance, Nuo Xu was afraid that he would be wronged again, so he had to ask again: "What did the emperor tell you?"

Fan Shaoqian pursed his lips, thinking in his heart that sooner or later they would know about the matter entrusted to him by the sage, but now is not the time.

He understands that the imperial decree and the imperial jade seal in the baggage are what Nuoxu wants, and he also knows that only by giving them to Nuoxu can he relieve the heavy burden that Nuoxu has been carrying. To be a disloyal man?

He thought sadly, why did he entrust it to him?One side is the Holy One, and the other side is his most important person, no choice is right.

However, considering the content of the imperial decree, he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate, perhaps he was indeed the most suitable person to entrust.

He knew that Nuo Xu had met the Holy Master in the past, after thinking about it, he opened his dry lips and said, "Nuo Xu, what happened that year is over, you have a good chat with the Holy Master." One sentence is very meaningful: "After all, it is a father-son relationship."

Nuo Xu's heart skipped a beat, and he forgot to breathe for a moment, leaving Fan Shaoqian's words "a father and son" constantly amplifying in his ears.When he came back to his senses, the air seemed to surge into his chest and lungs violently, making his heart beat faster and faster, and the panic and anxiety surged up again.

He replied sullenly: "I see." He left Fan Shaoqian and rushed to Cuiwei Palace.

However, he had only walked a few steps, and when he thought of the burden Fan Shaoqian was carrying, he stopped abruptly. Turning around, he saw Fan Shaoqian walking in a hurry.He seemed to have roughly guessed what was in the bag, but he didn't think about it after all.

So what if it is, so what if it is not, he is not willing to force Fan Shaoqian to do anything.

He rushed to the Holy Majesty's bedroom, and saw His Majesty lying half-lying on the dragon bed, coughing continuously while holding a silk handkerchief in his hand, and the silk handkerchief had large patches and bits and pieces of dark red on it.

Suddenly the words "a father and son" flooded his mind again, and he remembered that since the Holy Majesty fell into a coma, he had never come to see him, because he hated him in his heart, even if he knew that the Holy Majesty Love him so much, but he still can't help hating him.

Hate what he did to Fan Shaoqian, hate him for harming his family, hate him for pinching his young neck with one hand back then, making him know the truth in such a state of embarrassment in the future, and living such a heavy and depressing life in the following years.

He thought, if the sage hadn't called him over, maybe he wouldn't have come to see him until the sage collapsed.

When the Holy Majesty's cough stopped, Nuo Xu also pulled out of the chaotic thoughts.

"I will see my father." Nuo Xu bent down, forcing himself to sharpen his eyes, no matter what happens, don't show weakness.

However, the Holy Majesty lost the fierceness of the past, and when he saw Nuo Xu, a smile appeared on the old man's face: "Xu'er, you are here."

The Holy One looked dotingly at Nuo Xu's tightly closed lips, unwilling to speak, that person seemed to be standing in front of him alive.He smiled and thought, this son is as stubborn as his father.

Suddenly, he coughed again in pain, his chest shook with the violent coughing, he covered his mouth with a silk handkerchief in one hand, and pressed his chest with the other, trying to reduce the pain.

Nuo Xu looked at the ups and downs of the Holy Majesty's chest, and the coughs seemed to be piercing Nuo Xu's eardrums, so Nuo Xu's rationality was emptied, and he subconsciously sat next to the Holy Majesty, stroking his back and letting him go. He felt better, and replaced the one in his hand with his own silk handkerchief.

"Father, take care of your body." Nuo Xu's tone was very unnatural, but the concern in his words couldn't be concealed.

His Majesty's heart, which had been empty for a long time, was filled a little with these words.

He thought of Nuo Xu's innocent and bright smile when he was just sent into the palace; he thought of him holding Nuo Xu's little hand and teaching him to write his name stroke by stroke; he thought of the young Nuo Xu sitting on his lap, He called his father one sentence after another, and he hugged Nuo Xu very tightly, as if he was afraid of losing him.

A lot of things happened that year, and the only compensation he got was Nuo Xu, but after he killed the person he loved the most, he still hurt Nuo Xu, which also made their father and son more and more alienated.

He stared at Nuo Xu's beautiful single phoenix eyes, sighed, and asked, "Xu'er, do you want to know about your father?"

Nuo Xu was taken aback for a moment, his father and mother were a forbidden word in the past, and the words of being punished by the Holy Majesty still linger in his ears, but he did not expect that the Holy Majesty is willing to say it now.

But at this time, he was already unwilling to listen, so he just wanted to shake his head, when he heard the Holy Spirit whispering about the past that he knew a little, but didn't know completely.

"Your father, Zhen, Awei and Ahou grew up together. Your father is good at martial arts and is righteous. We all listen to him..." Talking about the past, the Holy One showed a radiance all over his body. Eunuch Li listened. Feeling sad.

As he spoke, His Majesty's eyes became moist. He raised his vein-covered hand and wiped his eyes. He didn't want to think about the future, and he didn't want to talk any more, so he said, "Your eyes are the same as your mother's." same."

Hearing this, Nuo Xu's eyes turned cold, and he remembered the way the Holy One looked at him at that time, sometimes doting and full of love; sometimes staring at his eyes, full of hatred.

The Holy One reluctantly sat up and raised his hand to approach Nuoxu. Nuoxu thought that he was going to pinch his neck like a child again, and when he was about to pat his hand, the Holy One just covered Nuoxu's eyes with his hands.

Before Nuo Xu could react in the future, he could only hear a low sobbing sound in his ear.

In his memory, his father was always aloof and majestic, when did he see him weeping so sadly?He was a little dazed for a moment, and let the Holy One cover his eyes, venting the melancholy that had been suppressed for many years in front of this familiar outline.

Seeing this, Eunuch Li was very sad. Nuoxu had been suffering for so many years, but the Holy Majesty was not much better.

After a while, the sobbing still lingered in his ears, Nuo Xu became more and more uncomfortable as he heard it, and he couldn't explain the reason for the discomfort, so he said coldly: "Father, I am not my father."

As soon as the words fell, the hands on his face receded, and he stared intently at the red eyes of the Holy One, feeling a little pimple in his heart, not feeling well, and the next moment he heard the Holy Majesty answer in a low voice: "I know."

For a moment, the two were relatively silent again.

Fan Shaoqian's phrase "Father and son" flooded into Nuo Xu's mind again. Suddenly, he seemed to have some explanation for the reason for his uneasiness, and then remembered that the Holy Master loved him so much in the past. Brothers, good things are always The first one was given to him, and if he didn't want it, it was Yong Ting and Huai Jun's turn to choose.

That's why he was so sad when the Holy One was so angry that he wanted to strangle him to death, and he was so sad and angry when he learned the truth that day.

Now that the Holy One is seriously ill, he only has this chance to ask what he desires the most.

"Father, you love my father, but you hate my mother..." He still asked, "Then what about me?"

The Holy One looked at Nuo Xu with red eyes. At that moment, what he looked at was neither Nuo Xu's father nor his mother, but the child raised and raised by him.It was also at that moment that he realized how much he had hurt Nuo Xu, and guilt welled up in his heart, because he hurt Nuo Xu, and because he did not take good care of him for his father.

At that moment, the only compensation he could make was to say his most sincere words: "Xu'er, Father has always loved you the most."

Finally, those sorrows poured out overwhelmingly, Nuo Xu hung down his always strong shoulders, lowered his head slightly, and didn't know where to start to clean up his emotions.

Started when the Holy One pinched his neck?Since he learned the truth?Or start from this moment?But no matter what, after so many years, even if these words could fill the empty space in his heart, they would not change anything after all.

Those griefs, hatreds, depressions, and sorrows all support his actions, and they cannot collapse now, nor will they collapse in the future.

But at this time, he is willing to be a filial son in front of his majesty who loves him so much.

He raised his head, held the veined hand of the Holy Majesty, and smiled: "Thank you, Father."

The Holy One shook Nuo Xu's hand, and asked in a low voice: "Xu'er, will you hate me?"

Eunuch Li listened to this humble question sadly, and quietly winked at Nuo Xu, hoping that he could fulfill the Holy Majesty's wish and make him feel better.

As a result, Nuo Xu didn't see Eunuch Li's wink, but followed his own thoughts, closed his eyes, and shook his head.

It was obviously one person's answer, but it seemed to have been forgiven by two people, and all the grievances and hatreds were forgotten in an instant, leaving behind the kiss that was hit by mistake that day, but it still made his heart flutter until now.

It was also that kiss that made him keep Nuoxu even if he gave up his own child.

It was so before, and it is so now.

"Xu'er, Father knows what you want, but..." He paused, and looked at Nuo Xu lovingly: "Life outside the palace is wonderful, you will like it... Father also knows that you are a talent for governing the country." , if you choose to stay in the court, you can help Jun'er well, he won't touch you."

He knew this ending a long time ago, and he was not surprised. He said softly, "Father, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Holy Majesty, "I don't know what will happen in the future, but now, this matter, Xu'er, please promise me."

Nuo Xu nodded, and he, who roughly guessed what the Holy Spirit meant, became even more sad.

The Holy One smiled, his eyes full of doting.

Now there is only one last thing to do, the last sentence.He held Nuo Xu's hand tightly, with firm eyes: "Xu'er, you have to remember that your father is a good man, he is a good man." After finishing speaking, he let Nuo Xu back down.

Nuo Xu hesitated for a while, but after all, he was no match for the Holy Majesty's will, so he retreated silently.

As soon as he stepped out of the dormitory, he heard a coughing sound from inside, which made him unable to move away, but the coughing sound became more and more violent, and every sound hit Nuo Xu's heart, like a string being pulled continuously, The longer it was stretched, the smaller it became, and finally it broke.

He hurriedly turned around and went back to the bedroom. When Eunuch Li saw him coming, he gave him a seat.He immediately sat on the dragon bed and patted His Majesty on the back. After the Majesty slowly recovered, he heard him say, "Father, you must be well."

Hearing these words, the Holy One was very heartwarming, he said softly: "I'm fine, Xu'er, you can go back."

Nuo Xu glanced at the Holy One again, and left Cuiwei Palace anxiously after telling Eunuch Li to take good care of him.

After he left, Eunuch Li asked, "Your Majesty, why didn't you tell what happened back then? I hope Wang is kind in nature. If you tell him, he will understand."

The Holy One smiled, his eyes softly looked into the distance, without words.

Eunuch Li sighed, "This old slave is afraid that His Majesty will be wronged."

The three words "wronged" are unfamiliar and familiar. Since he ascended the throne, who would dare to make him feel wronged at all, but before he ascended the throne, he did suffer a lot of grievances. At that time, Eunuch Li, who was still a young eunuch, said this every day : "Fourth Prince, I am afraid that you will be wronged."

The Holy Majesty was still looking into the distance, thinking about the past, but said: "Arong, I never thought that you will be with me the longest in this life."

When Eunuch Li heard this, his eyes turned red. He knew that there was only one person that the Holy Majesty wanted to accompany him for the rest of his life. Why did they end up like this?

The Holy One said again: "After I go, Ah Rong, you have to look after my sons for me."

At this point, Eunuch Li's old eyes shed two lines of tears, but he still said stubbornly: "My lord, you will live a long life."

"What happened back then," said the Holy One, "since it's over, don't let Xu'er know about it."

Eunuch Li disagreed, but at this moment, he just wanted to fulfill every wish of the Holy Majesty, so he obeyed his words, nodded, and nodded suddenly.

When Nuo Xu stepped out of Cuiwei Palace, it was drizzling, he lowered his head, facing the rain, hurried back to Shangyang Palace, not daring others to see his red and painful eyes.

At this time, Mo Huichuan was anxiously waiting for Nuoxu in the front hall. When he saw Nuoxu came back, he immediately went up to meet him. Bye, his hair was wet, water was sliding down his face, and his body was covered with traces of being beaten by rain , Immediately ask the palace maid to bring over a bowl of ginger tea.

After the maid left, Mo Huichuan was suddenly hugged by Nuo Xu, and before he could react, he heard him choked up and said, "Father, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Mo Huichuan stared blankly at Nuo Xu who seldom showed weakness in front of him, and heard him say in a trance, "I'm sorry for so many people, who should I be sorry for, and who can I be sorry for?"

When Mo Huichuan came back to his senses, his shoulders were already wet.He hugged Nuo Xu tightly, this time, Nuo Xu did not push him away, but let himself vent his inner grief in front of Mo Huichuan.

It's been raining all day, the sky is gray and everyone has a bad feeling.At dusk, the imperial physician came and went in and out of Cuiwei Palace, and when the Holy Majesty and Eunuch Li were left in the bedroom again, the imperial physician was at a loss what to do.

The Holy Majesty suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door of the dormitory, his whole body was emitting light, not like a dying person.

He excitedly said to Eunuch Li: "Ah Rong, Yiyun has come to pick me up. Yiyun is not married to Xiang Jing, so come to pick me up..."

Eunuch Li forced a smile, and echoed, "Fourth prince, I will trouble Master Chen to take care of you from now on, so don't be too willful."

The Holy One smiled: "Yiyun will not despise my waywardness."

"Yeah." Eunuch Li held back his tears and whispered, "Fourth prince, you will be happy."

After receiving the blessing from Eunuch Li, the Holy Majesty closed his eyes and followed Chen Yiyun to "leave".Eunuch Li stared at the face of the Holy Majesty with a happy smile. For a moment, he felt that the face in front of him was no longer old and wrinkled, but full of vigor, chic and handsome.

So two lines of tears poured out, the past is like smoke, and the dead will never return.

He said in his heart——Master Chen, if you know something about Master Chen, you must remember that the Holy One has never forgotten you, and don't let him down in your next life.

After a while, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, opened the door of the dormitory, and raised his voice for the last time for the Holy One: "The mountain collapses!" After saying that, he knelt on the ground and wept silently.

Nuo Xu, Yong Ting, Huai Jun and Min Xuan knew that the imperial physician had left Cuiwei Palace, so they rushed over here, but they were still a step late.

Renfu Palace is the closest to Cuiwei Palace, so Huai Jun arrived the fastest.He looked at the lifeless holy majesty on the dragon bed, kneeling on the ground in a daze. In his mind, he was under the magnolia tree in the Hall of Showa in the past, and the majesty asked him to sit on his lap, admiring her favorite magnolia flower with concubine Jun.

At this moment, he only wants to remember this scene.

Next came Nuo Xu, who was kneeling beside Huai Jun, unable to react for a while, feeling confused that the person on the dragon bed was still smiling fondly at him.

He slowly moved his hands to his face, covering his eyes, letting tears flow from his fingers.

Yong Ting and Min Xuan arrived at the same time, both kneeling on the ground.

Two scenes intertwined in Yong Ting's mind. One was when the Holy Majesty taught him how to archery when he was young. Zhilan clapped her hands and shouted that she wanted to play too, while the two noble concubines Hua and Rong were eating cakes and chatting with each other. staring at the sky.The other is the scene of Mingluo's tragic death, and the Holy Majesty persuaded him to surrender to Huaijun.

For a while, he couldn't say whether he loved or hated her.

As for Minxuan, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the Holy One collapsed into the sky, his dark days really showed light, as long as Nuoxu loses power, he will be able to completely get the light!

That night, the four princes could not afford to kneel in Cuiwei Palace.

Prime Minister Mo outside the palace received the news, brought a jug of wine and four luminous cups, and sat alone in the dormitory drinking the wine.After more than ten glasses of wine, he seemed to hear a few laughs, and someone asked again: "Awei, you won't be drunk like this?"

Prime Minister Mo laughed and said boldly, "Who says I'm drunk? Wen Hou, Ah Yun, Ah Huan, it's agreed, if you don't get drunk, you won't return."

After a long while, he drank the wine boldly, and after drinking a pot of wine, it turned into two lines of tears, streaming down an old face.

——I am not drunk, but you all go back.