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It had taken almost a day of effort to achieve this, no different from poisoning. However, the imperial physicians had always said that there was no poison, and that they could only prescribe medicines to nourish the vital energy.

But even that wasn't good.

Now, when the Emperor asked the Queen about his illness, the Queen fell silent. Did he suspect something?

"Have you heard, Your Majesty? Shangguan Yun was dead. "Suicide." The empress cleverly changed the subject.

"Crown Princess? Why did she commit suicide? "

The Emperor was slightly surprised.

"It's the former Crown Princess. Shangguan Yun was the eldest daughter of the Shangguan family and had long been spoiled. Now that she was abandoned, how could she still live? It would be strange if he didn't commit suicide. "

When the empress said this, her disdain was obvious. At the beginning, she had disliked Shangguan Yun. However, due to the Shangguan family's power and Shangguan Yun's good deeds, she changed her mind and accepted Shangguan Yun as the Crown Prince's consort.

But who would have thought that she would be so audacious as to put a green hat on her son? She should have been executed for this matter. If it wasn't for the fact that the emperor didn't kill her, her Yan'er wouldn't have to suffer such grievances.

But now, the woman had committed suicide.

The gleeful expression on the empress's face was seen by the emperor-like figure lying on the bed.

He could not help but feel dejected.

"Empress, she is Yan'er's wife after all."

"For a wife to do such a shameful thing, the Emperor not executing her is already a great favor. Now that she has committed suicide, she is quite tactful. "

The empress's tone was harsh and harsh. When she thought of Shangguan Yun, her heart was filled with rage, but she could not vent it out.

"Cough, cough cough cough!" On the bed, the emperor's coughing suddenly intensified.

"Your Majesty? How are you, Your Majesty? " The empress helped the emperor up in panic.

The emperor shook his head weakly when he heard this. "No, it's fine. Empress, I'm afraid that Zhen's illness is not going to be cured. "

Hearing that, the empress's eyes flashed, but she continued to speak, "What is the emperor talking about? Even if chenqie were to exchange her life for a life, I can't let the Emperor die. "

"I know what I have done in the past few years. "My entire life has been preposterous. If it weren't for you, empress, giving me a helping hand, I'm afraid I wouldn't be as invincible as I am today."

The Emperor's tone slightly trembled and he started panting heavily the moment he finished speaking.

Seeing the emperor like this, the empress's eyes filled with tears. How many years had she been thinking about these things? But this person had never told her.

She had been working so hard to get him to agree. But in the end?

Why did you say that so late?

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" The emperor's coughing grew fiercer as the empress hurried to help him get over it.

"Empress, Empress, I have something to ask of you." The Emperor looked at the Queen and said solemnly.

The empress was stunned by his words. She thought for a moment before replying, "Your Majesty, please tell me. As long as it's something you want to do, chenqie will definitely do it for you."

"Call Shang'er over here."

Night Emperor Shang? The empress frowned. He was still thinking about that vile spawn even at a time like this? Actually, the words just now were all meant to coax her, right? The purpose was to get her to bring Nightmare.

Heh! As a queen, this was truly pitiful. Everything her husband did had a purpose. Even if it was just to thank him, it was to conceal his intentions.

Looking at the emperor again, the empress's heart went cold. However, a smile still hung on her face as she gently said, "Your majesty, rest assured. Chenqie will go and call King Jing over for you."

I'd like to see what you want to do. Most of the ministers and court ministers support the Crown Prince, I do not believe that you can use this time to help the Night Emperor. Besides, that good son of yours might not want the throne, right?

The empress thought to herself as she left with a gentle smile on her face. The emperor seemed to want to say something but held back.

After the empress left, the emperor's gaze became dark and unreadable, completely devoid of its previous fragility.

Even though the imperial physician had said that he wasn't poisoned, but? The emperor raised his hand and looked at the blackness in his palm. This was clearly the symptom of being poisoned.

So many imperial physicians in the palace had actually been bribed by the empress's men?

Did she want her son to sit on the throne and do such a thing? What courage.

Thinking of this, the Emperor sneered. A battle of wits and courage between two emperors began without anyone knowing about it.

However, the empress kept her word, and very quickly, Nightmare was already outside the door.

"Father." The man's voice was cold, his delicate face seemed to be tainted with frost, and his eyes were deep and cold.

Inside the hall, the emperor hurriedly said after hearing this, "Is it Shang'er? "Come on in."

At this moment, the emperor's voice sounded much older. It could be seen how much poison the empress had poisoned him with.

Night Emperor Shang pushed open the door and walked into the inner hall. And then he saw the normally imposing and mighty father lying on the bed with a weak face, a face that made people's hair stand on end.

"What is royal father doing?" Night Emperor Shang was puzzled. Was he sick? But we haven't received any news of our royal father's illness outside the palace.

"Cough, cough cough!" royal father is fine. "Shang'er, come over here." The emperor looked at Night Emperor Shang, somewhat agitated.

Hearing this, Night Emperor Shang frowned, but since it was an order, he still stepped forward.

And then he saw this person looking at him with a face full of love. He even stretched out his bony hand and touched his face.

"What does royal father mean by this?" The tone of Night Emperor Shang's voice was so icy cold that one could fall to pieces.

Hearing this, the emperor's face darkened, "So many years have passed, Shang'er, are you still unwilling to forgive my royal father?"

"If my late mufei can be revived, I can still forgive you." Night Emperor Shang's tone was as cold as ever.

"How can the dead be revived?" The Emperor was helpless. If he could revive the dead, he would have done so a long time ago. How could he bear with a farewell from the heavens for so long?

"This is it. The dead cannot be resurrected, and I will not forgive you. You have to pay the price for doing something wrong. " Night Emperor Shang's reply was merciless.

Even though the emperor was about to run out of oil.

The Emperor was not disappointed by these words, because this answer was within his expectations.

"Forget it, I know you hate me, Shang'er. However, even if you hate me, I will still pass on the throne to you." "You are my son, and the only son that I recognize."

The Emperor's title had changed. He looked at Night Emperor Shang and felt a great sense of pressure.

"Father, you think too much. I will not inherit the throne, or perhaps it should be said that even if I wanted to, the Empress would not allow me to. royal father, you lost everything because of the throne, I don't want to be like you. "

"Shang'er, don't refuse. One day, you will want it. If you regret it. He then took out the testamentary edict behind the large hall's signboard. This is the only thing that I can make up for you. " When the emperor spoke to here, his eyes suddenly widened and his pupils constricted. It was as if he had seen something horrifying. His mouth gaped open, and then all signs of life vanished just like that.

Emperor Shang coldly stared back at him, then he leapt up to the height of the signboard, took out the item behind the signboard, and left.

On the way out, he happened to meet the Empress and the Night Emperor.

When the two of them came, they looked determined.

Seeing the two of them, Night Emperor Shang could not help but laugh mockingly, "Royal Father passed away. Congratulations, royal brother is about to succeed the throne. "

"Didn't the Emperor leave behind a testamentary edict?" the Queen asked nervously.

"No, royal father left too suddenly." Night Emperor Shang's tone was ice-cold. Recalling what the Emperor said to him, he sneered in his heart.

Become an emperor? Once he became emperor, there would be no more freedom. He didn't care about freedom, but … If he wanted to see that person, if he wanted to see her happiness, then it was destined that he wouldn't be able to sit in this position, right?

If he became the emperor, he would be hated by that person sooner or later.

"Imperial Mother, did Imperial Father really leave no will?" After Night Emperor Shang had left, Night Emperor Yan asked uncertainly.

"I don't know, but since he said so, we don't have to go into that. The emperor died just in time to prevent us from making a move. Yan'er, gather the ministers and I will gather the palace maids. "Everything will be completed today."

The Queen's eyes hardened. However, if one looked carefully, they would discover that she had concealed a trace of sadness.

How could they not have feelings after being husband and wife for dozens of years? The empress had wholeheartedly wanted to help the emperor, but in the end, she had to take this step. She had never been able to obtain her husband's love in her entire life.

As a queen, she was envied by everyone, but in the dark?

"Imperial Mother, please grieve." Night Emperor Yan could see the Queen was sad, so he said that and left.

Mourning? The Queen smiled wryly. She had nothing to do but grieve.

Die for the emperor? She couldn't do it. She had a better future. Her son would soon be the Emperor, and she would be Empress Dowager, and one day she would grow old and die and be buried in the same grave as the Emperor.

That was enough.

"Your Majesty, you have lived a glorious life. Perhaps you will feel very dissatisfied with this result, right? But, Your Majesty, you brought this upon yourself. If you had shared some of your love with me, you would not have come to such a scene. If you had given my children some of your kindness, you wouldn't have ended up like this. "

The empress's tone was solemn, and as soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and left. She didn't even bother to look at the emperor for the last time.

Because the empress had dismissed all the palace maids from the emperor's chambers during this period of time, only the empress and Night Emperor Yan knew that the emperor had passed away.

Thus, when the Queen and Night Emperor Yan spread the news of this matter, everyone was shocked.

Their Emperor was still fine a few days ago, but his face was flushed red and he had the aura of someone who had battled for another fifty years. Why would he die in a few short days?

Was that the last glimmer of light? Who am I fooling!

The ministers all had their own mirror in their hearts, so they could guess the truth of the matter. However, since things had come to this point, no one would be so naïve as to mention it.

The emperor passed away without leaving a will. The crown prince was definitely going to be the emperor, so who would go against the current emperor?

It was the same for the royal family.

Inside the Hall of Verse, Night Emperor Yan and the Queen entered the Hall of Verdict from the rear palace.

Long live the new emperor! Long live the empress! Long live the empress! Long live the empress dowager! Long live and long live the empress dowager!

"Everyone, no need to be so courteous." Night Emperor Flame said, imitating Lin Ming's words.

"Ha!" The inauguration ceremony has not even started and the Emperor has already proclaimed himself? "

The person who had spoken was the Prince of the Southwest. When he heard about the emperor's death, his first reaction was, "How come it happened so quickly?"

After that, he hastily rushed up the stairs, not caring about the beauty beside him. In the end, all he saw was Night Emperor Yan ascend the throne.

Very unhappy.

Who was the Prince of the Southwest? He was a meritorious general of this country, so naturally no one dared to speak up. But is that really okay? To the new emperor?

Ye Huangyan looked at the Prince of the Southwest and did not get angry. He slightly creased his brows and said, "This is the love of ministers. Does Imperial Uncle have any objections?"

He looked at the Prince of the Southwest, waiting for his reply.

When the Prince of the Southwest heard this, he raised his head and looked at Ye Huangyan in the same manner. He was slightly shocked in his heart. Night Emperor Yan was much calmer than he had imagined. Not only that, he was much smarter as well.

It was despicable of him to bring out all the ministers of the civil and military forces as a shield.

He was furious in his heart, but the Prince of Southwestern still laughed on the surface. He was a popinjay as he casually said, "Haha! Opinion? How could this king have any objections when the emperor passed away and the crown prince ascended the throne?

However, the enthronement ceremony had yet to be officially held, and now it was being called 'The Emperor'. It was rather disheartening. Moreover, if there's someone who has ulterior motives, they might even think that the Emperor was murdered by someone. "

"What did Imperial Uncle say?" Night Emperor Yan frowned.

"My royal brother was fine a few days ago. He doesn't look sick at all. How did it become like this in such a short period of time? "Your Highness the Crown Prince, please ask yourself in your heart. During this period of time, the ministers and officials don't know if the emperor's serious illness has anything to do with you."

the Prince of the Southwest demanded.

"This is royal father's order. royal father is afraid that the ministers of the imperial court would be alarmed because of his illness, so he ordered my country to supervise until today. Now that royal father passed away without leaving behind an imperial decree, it is only natural for me to be the emperor. Could it be that royal uncle feels that it is best if you take over the throne? " Ye Huangyan retorted coldly in the face of the questioning gaze of the Prince of the Southwest.

The tone of Night Emperor Yan's voice did not contain much anger. That slightly feminine face revealed a rare domineering aura. Even in that instant, the Prince of the Southwest felt that everything that Ye Huangyan said was true.

This thought scared the Prince of the Southwest, but he quickly added, "Since the Crown Prince has already spoken, this humble subject naturally does not dare to say more."