Yan Chen's harsh words could not sustain him too much.

The poison started to attack on the second day of September, and I was in excruciating pain. My body was already weak after being stimulated continuously for the past two days, and this poisonous attack almost cost me my life.

Wei Changhai hurriedly sent to the imperial doctor.

Severe and rapid breathing accompanied by painful moans echoed in the palace.

Late at night, when it was quiet, a man walked into the palace quietly. He stood by the bed and watched him tossing and turning on the bed. His whole body was shaking with pain, and his throat was broken and he let out a painful scream.

"Why is the emperor so good? I thought your bones were not that hard."

Even though Yan Chen was already conscious from the pain, he still heard the familiar voice and suddenly turned his head to look at the man standing in front of the bed. His pupils shrank suddenly, and a malicious luster burst out from his eyes: "Yan Qing, you deserve to die!"

"Maybe." Yan Qing sat on a chair beside him, leisurely and contentedly, "I'm afraid the emperor will see me on the day of my death. On the fifth day of September, I will ascend the throne to replace you. Sitting on the land, commanding the ministers on your behalf, and governing the country on your behalf——"

"Shut up! Shut up!" Yan Chen roared, "Come on! Where did everyone die? Wei Changhai! Wei Changhai!"

"I want to say something, even if you screamed till your throat was broken, I didn't come to save you?" Yan Qing raised her lips and smiled, with beautiful eyebrows and unparalleled elegance, "How do you think I got into this huge palace? ? The heavily guarded palace is like nothing to me, and the emperor still understands his situation? "

Yan Chen's face was pale, and there was cold sweat on his forehead. His internal organs seemed to be bitten by countless insects, and he scratched his flesh and blood with a sharp move. The pain was so painful that he died immediately, "Antidote! Antidote..."

"The emperor wanted Uncle Chen Guo to deliver the message, but he didn't consider how far apart the imperial city is from Jizhou? The emperor still understands the reason why the distant water saved the near one?"

Yan Chen was in so much pain that he could no longer think about Chen Guojiu's situation. He screamed: "Antidote! Give me the antidote!"

Yan Qing sat as steady as a mountain: "Is the edict written?"

"The antidote..."

"Is the edict of abdication written?"

"The antidote..." Yan Chen repeated over and over again, veins protruding from his back while clutching the mattress, "The antidote, I want the antidote..."

"Edict of abdication."

"I'll write! I'll write!" Yan Chen curled up and roared angrily, "I'll write!"

Yan Qing clicked her tongue: "Do you mean to write about death?"

Yan Chen was breathing heavily, his clothes were heavily wet with sweat, and he lay weakly on the edge of the bed, "Yan Qing, you deserve to die well, you must die well."

"Yes." Yan Qingman nodded carefully, "If scolding me can help you relieve a little pain, I will consider it as a good deed. As for whether I can get a good death, I have to write the edict. Maybe you can There’s still a chance to see it.”

Yan Chen panted rapidly, and after a while he said: "Let Wei Changhai come in."

Yan Qing said: "Wei Changhai."

Wei Changhai walked in tremblingly, his body stiff, and he knelt down as soon as he stepped into the threshold: "Your Majesty!"

Yan Chen heard the voice and was about to get angry when he looked up and saw an unexpected person, "...Wen Qing?"

Dressed in white, he was elegant and handsome, and the lamp shone like the white noble lord walking out of an ancient painting. Wen Jin smiled calmly, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

"You..." The expression on Yan Chen's face condensed a little, "Why are you here?"

"The supervisor was saying that there was an auspicious event in Suzaku City. I went to Suzaku City to take a look out of curiosity and found out that the eldest princess was the destined emperor, so I supported the new emperor with the idea of ​​​​following the dragon's merits. I will say in the future. You can definitely get the title of Marquis." Wen Jin's voice was gentle and clear, sounding like spring breeze, "The emperor should understand my choice, right?"

Yan Chen's cheeks were constantly twitching, and he was staring at Wen Jin, as if he was staring at something dirty. Everything that happened in the past half year came to mind one by one, and he gritted his teeth: "Did you plan everything?"

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