A body that had long since lost its human shape was lying on the bed. From time to time, painful and weak coughing sounds came from the curtains blown by the wind, and even the coughing power was gone. It seemed that the person inside was already seriously ill and dying.
"Is he back?" An inaudible but slightly urgent voice came from the mouth of the dying man on the bed. His voice was hoarse and difficult, as if he had exhausted all his strength to utter these words.
"Back to your majesty, the commander of the guards has just reported that your highness has just entered the palace gate and is rushing over!" The chamberlain who was waiting for the king returned respectfully.
"Quickly, help me up and change my clothes." The man on the bed shook his head slightly, and then tried to struggle. His originally dull black eyes suddenly burst with energy, and finally he used all his strength to straighten up and sit down.
He ordered the maid on the other side of the bed.
Seeing the emperor's effortless behavior, all the maids and servants fell to their knees with a plop and said in unison: "Your Majesty, you must not do this! You must take care of yourself!"
Hearing everyone's dissuasion, the man was about to get angry, but the scolding he was about to say was replaced by a more violent cough.
He looked majestically at the people kneeling on the ground, and finally squeezed out a few words: "I am about to die, so you don't have to listen to my words?"
Sensing His Majesty's anger, a clever maid hurriedly stood up to support him, and then carefully helped him put on a coat.
Just opening his arms to put on some clothes seemed to have exhausted all the man's strength. He stood up unsteadily, but still fell down.
Seeing that His Majesty fell down again, everyone stood up and stepped forward to help him.
While everyone was in a hurry, an urgent voice came from outside the door: "Everyone, get out of the way!"
Everyone turned around and saw that the person coming was His Highness whom they had been waiting for, and they all respectfully stepped aside.
At this time, Nan Tian had not changed his bath or clothes. At this time, he looked like a mercenary. In order to pursue Wuyou, the beard on his face may not have been shaved for a long time, so the whole person looked full of vicissitudes of life.
At this time, his face was as heavy as water, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. With a complicated expression, he walked step by step in front of Nan Yu, knelt down, hugged him, then stood up from the ground, and gently carried him to the bed.
The corners of Nan Yu's mouth were still stained with black blood that he had just coughed up. Nan Tian picked up the towel handed over by the maid and wiped it for him. His hands were already trembling slightly.
Nan Tian shook his head, and then the attendants all retreated under His Highness's cold eyes. Now they were the only two people left in the whole room.
"Brother!" A dry and tired voice came from Nan Tian's mouth. The long-lost call was not like the coquettishness of childhood, but it was unusually warm.
Hearing this call, the unconscious man opened his eyes tremblingly.
Then he sat in front of his bed and officially hadn't seen his brother for a long time. Suddenly he forgot about his illness and worries. He smiled, a smile that seemed to be relieved. For so many years, the entire Nanfeng Empire had been pressing on him. He
You can't be carefree like your younger brother, pursuing dreams and pursuing freedom.
He is the emperor of a country, but he is a person who is not even qualified to have a dream. He does what he should do, and what he doesn't want to do is also what he should do.
He also wished that he could be like his younger brother, pursue his dreams and live the life he wanted. Because he couldn't do it, he placed all his dreams on his younger brother and let himself take on all the responsibilities.
, give him all the freedom, and let him live a wonderful life with his dreams.
Although he was panicked at first when the necromancer came, he was secretly thankful later.
He had always known his brother's upright character and his deep brotherly relationship with him, so he had always been wary of him directing and acting in the drama of people's sacrifice, but he was deliberately encountered by Nan Tian in order to force Nan Tian to leave.
Because he knew that Nan Tian always wanted to leave, but he couldn't let go of his brother, who was his only concern, so he personally cut off the shackles that bound the eagle and let him fly freely. That was their first time
A quarrel was the first time he hit him.
I originally thought that everything would be under my control, and by uniting with the major forces to defeat the Necromancer, I could continue to protect the empire for the rest of my life.
But he miscalculated after all. He didn't expect that the Necromancer had boldly extended his minions to him. He was controlled by the Necromancer for a long time. During the period of being controlled, he sometimes woke up, and he was secretly glad that he was sober.
Let go of Nan Tian, otherwise if he loses his mind and does something to hurt him, what kind of grief will it be.
Now, although the necromancer has been eliminated, his body has also been in ruins for a long time.
Who should control the empire now facing internal and external troubles? I have let Nan Tian go free for three years, and it's time to come back. Now, no matter how much I can't bear it, I can only hand over these responsibilities to him.
"Just come back!" Holding Nan Tian's wrist, Nan Yu weakly but clearly uttered a few words, looking deeply at Nan Tian with tired eyes, wanting to carve him into his mind.
Hearing the simple but warm words, and thinking of this situation, even the strongest Nan Tian couldn't help but have red eyes.
After the dispute that year, he left in anger without saying goodbye. He thought that when he saw his brother again, he would still be the emperor of the Nanfeng Empire, but Nantian and the ministers all listened to his majestic scolding.
But now, his brother is on his deathbed, and he has never regained his former vitality. When he meets him again, he is so despairing. In just a few words, he has already expressed all of Nan Yu's emotions.
"Silly boy, why are you crying? I'm not dead yet. If I can see you again before I die, my brother will die with no regrets!" Nan Yu murmured in a low voice.
"No,,,brother, you will never die, I will definitely let you die in front of me!" A burst of pain tore his heart, Nan Tian shouted hysterically, his originally gloomy face looked like this
But it is particularly funny and painful, as if a wounded little beast is roaring at its mother who died to save itself.
"Xiaotian, my brother is sorry for you! I thought letting you go was the best choice for you. You don't belong to this palace and are not suitable for the royal family's struggle. You should be a free mercenary! But I overestimated myself.
He has no ability to manage Nanfeng well. It is my brother's responsibility that the Nanfeng Empire has become so dilapidated now!" The voice became weaker and weaker. The rest of it was almost inaudible.
"No, brother, you are right. I have always been the wrong person. It was me who failed to shoulder the responsibilities of being a prince! It was me who shied away all responsibilities to you willfully! I shouldn't have been naive.
I thought a prince could have a dream! I shouldn't have abandoned you when the country needed it most! Everything is mine!" Nan Tian knelt in pain in front of his brother and blamed himself.
Nan Yu looked at his younger brother who blamed himself so much, and suddenly felt very relieved, and then said in an almost imperceptible voice.
"Xiaotian...you are not wrong...I planned your departure back then...don't blame yourself...seeing you like this...I feel relieved...Xiaotian...you have grown up...you already understand what responsibility is.
...I remember when I was a child, you often told your mother that the south wind is mine, and your mission is to travel around the world...At that time, I made up my mind...secretly...I must let you fly...It's a pity...I can only fight for you.
You have grown up in these three years... From now on, the Nanfeng Empire will be handed over to you... I will let you go..."
Before he finished speaking, the hand that was originally holding Nan Tian suddenly dropped weakly.
"No!" Nan Tian, who noticed something strange, was stunned for a moment, as if something was exploded in his head, and then a roar shook the entire dormitory.
Nan Tian stood up and shook Nan Yu's body, and shouted ferociously: "How can you be so selfish? Since I became a prince, I never thought that I could be free, a dream that I have never even had.
Why do you think so blindly? I told you that I want to be an idle prince because I have seen too many heirs fighting. I don’t want my only brother and I to become that kind of person. I don’t want us to become someone else’s pursuit of power.
Chess piece, that’s why I didn’t like to study and was disobedient since I was a child. I always disobeyed my father’s words in order to give them no choice. Only you can protect the entire Nanfeng. Why do you choose for me and then remain silent again?
Go away, you are so selfish, why don't you take me with you! Is this what you want to see leaving so many responsibilities to me?"
He asked questions one after another, but no one could respond to him.
The person who protected him throughout his life finally left him.
Holding his cold hand, they just kept sitting like this, and he was waiting for someone who would never wake up to say to him: "I'm sorry!"
But Nan Tian's wish could not be realized after all.