175. Chapter 175 Emperor Zimo's lifespan is coming to an end
Zi Yihan's complexion darkened, and he squatted down. Han Mengxiao's "conspiracy" had once again succeeded.
After entering the room, Han Mengxiao didn't want to take a bath anymore. She closed the door of Zi Yihan and stumbled towards the bed. When she got to the bed, she threw her body on the soft quilt and slept in her clothes.
Got off.
Zi Yihan couldn't help but froze at the door for a while, shook his head, and went back to his room to sleep.
Zi Yihan only woke up after sleeping for more than an hour, because in the sound transmission wall, Han Mengxiao kept talking in her sleep. At one moment, she said that her previous dream was to be a musician, to perform in Vienna, and to sing with her tone-deaf throat.
It kept going on and on, one moment she said she had a cute dog with a red nose, it was very fierce, and it was extremely docile to her, and the next moment she said she was afraid of something biting her... In short, it was a mess.
They kept arguing until the sky started to light up, and then they lost their voice.
Zi Yihan glanced out the window and simply stopped sleeping. He practiced in bed for a while. The morning light shone in through the window. The housekeeper came to report in a panic, saying that something had happened in the palace and asked him to come into the palace quickly. Zi Yihan
Yihan hastily changed into a coat and went to Zimo Palace.
As soon as Zi Yihan walked to the palace gate, he saw the princes and ministers rushing towards the palace with uneasy expressions. He looked stern and quickened his pace.
"Prince Han." It was not yet time for the morning court, but there were many ministers in the main hall. When they saw Zi Yihan coming, they all gathered around him.
"How is your Majesty doing? Yesterday, while watching a play in the Royal Garden, he suddenly vomited blood and frightened us all." The person who spoke was the Prime Minister Right. He was a straightforward person and asked directly about the worries in his heart.
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Zi Yihan turned around and walked away, leaving behind a cold voice and using a spell to speak to only the Prime Minister: "Prime Minister, there are some things that you just have an idea of. I'll go take a look."
The emperor of the Zimo Dynasty, his brother Zi Yixuan is about to live. Zi Yihan knows that after so many years in power, Zi Yixuan is not an accomplished emperor, but he can be regarded as a benevolent king. However, Zi Yihan
Yixuan's health has not been very good since he was a child. He has been relying on water and water for these years, which only reduces some of the pain. He has to go after all.
I just didn't expect it to be so soon.
In Qianyuan's dormitory, guards with swords stood guard in front of the palace door, blocking the princes and concubines who came to visit the sick. Zi Yihan took a general look and found that their brothers were the third prince Zi Yixi, the fourth prince Zi Yiluo, and the seventh prince.
Zi Yijun, the ninth prince Zi Yiming, and the fourteenth young prince Zi Yibai.
Among them, the Seventh Prince was the most violent, with a loud voice and fierce eyes, as if he would kill the guards on the spot if they didn't let them in.
Some of the beautiful concubines cried miserably, and some secretly wiped away their tears. The tears fell so real that one had to admire the women in the palace, their acting was more real than real.
Seeing Zi Yihan coming, Zi Yijun rushed to his side: "Second brother, second brother, you are here. Brother Huang...he..."
"What is he? Is he dead? You look like this!" Zi Yi glanced at Zi Yijun coldly, then faced everyone: "What are you doing, what are you doing? Is my eldest brother dead!"
Looking at the Zimo Dynasty, sometimes what Zi Yihan said was more useful than what Zi Yixuan said. He simply said the word "death" in front of everyone, and all the princes and concubines stopped "performing"
", I was so frightened that I didn't dare to speak out again.