"I'm afraid I can't take on the heavy responsibility and live up to everyone's expectations." Wei Zeqing said embarrassedly.

"Mr. Wei, don't say that."

"That is, Lord Wei has been assisting His Majesty for a while, and we see everything we do."

"Mr. Wei will definitely do his best to make the Zixu Dynasty."

"That's right, what our Zixu Dynasty wants is an emperor like Lord Wei."

"Everyone, it's not the time to talk about this." Wei Zeqing was still a little taboo and didn't want to say directly that he just wanted to be the emperor.

Now Wu Siyuan is just seriously ill and still alive. When he heard these words, Wei Zeqing felt very awkward.

When the ministers saw Wei Zeqing's reaction, they all understood and nodded repeatedly and said, "Master Wei, the Ninth Prince is about to arrive in the capital."

"How many days will there be?" Wei Zeqing asked.

"There are two days left. If there is no problem, you can arrive at the capital the day after tomorrow."

"Did the Ninth Prince bring troops?" Wei Zeqing asked.

The last time Wu Sihang returned to Zixu Capital, he didn't come back alone.

That arrogant arrogance left a deep impression on everyone.

"It seems that I didn't bring many people." The minister said, "An epidemic occurred in the fiefdom of the Ninth Prince. The soldiers' health had just improved a little. Even if they wanted to bring them out, they would probably not be able to travel like this."

Wei Zeqing nodded slightly, indicating that she knew.

"I think I'll explain to the Ninth Prince clearly to the situation of Your Majesty first. If he confesses guilty and regrets, the throne will still be..."

Before Wei Zeqing finished speaking, he was interrupted by an impatient minister: "Mr. Wei, the matter has been made long ago. You can't retreat at the last minute."

"We have prepared everything we should prepare. Once you retreat, wouldn't you let the ministers become sinners for the ages?" the minister said anxiously.

"Does Lord Wei think we are not considering the Zixu Dynasty?"

When Wei Zeqing heard this, he shook his head quickly and sighed, "I was reckless and thoughts were inappropriate. OK, just expose Wu Sihang's crimes according to everyone's wishes."

When the ministers saw Wei Zeqing say this, they felt relieved.

Everyone dispersed. Wei Zeqing entered Wu Siyuan's bedroom and asked Wu Siyuan's personal eunuch: "How is your Majesty's situation?"

The eunuch in close proximity shook his head helplessly: "Your Majesty's situation is getting worse every day. Lord Wei, you should go over and take a look."

"Okay." Wei Zeqing said this word in difficulty, walked over, and saw Wu Siyuan lying on the bed, with a pale face, and frowned slightly.

If it weren't for the faint ups and downs in Wu Siyuan's chest, it would really make people feel like they were looking at a corpse.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Wei Zeqing called softly.

Unfortunately, Wu Siyuan didn't even react at all.

"Your Majesty has been like this all these days. At first, he could react a little and move his fingers. Now..." The eunuch in his close body sighed, his voice full of sadness.

"Your Majesty, have you ever eaten?" Wei Zeqing asked again.

"It's just a sip of water, and the others can't be fed in at all." The eunuch in the personal body felt sadder as he spoke, and he didn't know what to do.

The meaning of this is obvious.

Wu Siyuan could only wait to die here.
Chapter completed!