Rong Che felt that his nephew had really grown up, became more responsible, and had the domineering power of an emperor. He was very pleased.
But he is going to die...
For a moment, Rong Che felt sad in his heart.
All along, he thought that he didn't have deep feelings for his nephew who was like a brother. In addition to his indifferent nature, it was also because as a cultivator, he should cut off the worldly ties.
But seeing that he was about to die, Rong Che was actually very sad.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm still here, I will never stand idly by if something happens to Feng Rong!"
The emperor smiled, knowing that the little emperor had accepted his intention.
It was Rong Che's acceptance that completely confirmed his suspicion. The little emperor's uncle was actually very unwilling to be bound. Even though he had deep feelings for Feng Rong and the late emperor, he did not want to lose his freedom because of it.
He felt that he had finally done something right after all these years and was finally able to help the little emperor.
So he closed his eyes and took a rest.
Realizing that he was just tired, Rong Che withdrew.
There was a crowd of people standing in the dark outside, led by the queen and the prince.
"Uncle Emperor..." The queen came forward worriedly, fearing that Rong Che would reveal the bad news.
"He's asleep." Rong Che said calmly, causing everyone around him to breathe a sigh of relief, and his high-pitched hearts dropped slightly.
"Uncle Emperor, can you stay in the palace?" the queen asked in a trembling voice.
Rong Che thought for a moment, thinking about what his nephew had done for him, and nodded silently.
The queen was very grateful and quickly ordered her to go down and sort out the side hall for Rong Che.
Rong Che was about to go to the side hall when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the queen's trembling hands. Thinking that Yan Qingzheng had a good impression of the queen, he said, "Don't be afraid, remember that you are the Fengrong queen."
The queen was stunned. She had never said a few words to this young uncle in her life. This sudden concern and reminder was like a sudden warmth in the ice, making her shed tears.
"Yes, little uncle." The queen quickly lowered her eyes and responded.
Behind her stood several concubines, all of whom looked dejected. The queen and the prince were with her, and their positions were stable. But none of their children had the strength and prestige to compete with the prince. They were also the emperor.
A woman, a queen, even if she is just a successor, is still the mother of the country, and their future fate depends on the wishes of the new king.
So the queen is really worried about her husband, and they are scared because of the unknown future.
In fact, the Queen is not a ruthless person, and she has never thought that these emperor's women will have a bad end. It's just that these women judge others by themselves, and they always feel that they are going to suffer.
At night, Rong Che went to bed in the side hall and refused to be served by anyone, saying that he was not allowed to disturb him unless there was an edict from the emperor.
The queen devoted herself to taking care of the emperor, but the prince was often called to discuss matters by some ministers, almost day and night.
Three days later, while discussing matters with the ministers, the prince staggered and said he was dizzy. The imperial doctor rushed over to diagnose and treat the prince, saying that the prince was overworked and needed to rest.
The queen finally left the emperor's side and came to see the prince.
"Your Majesty, you also need to take care of yourself!" the queen said, holding back her tears and heartache.
The prince was still a little weak, but he managed to pull himself together and said: "Don't worry, mother, I will pay attention to it. It is my fault that I make the queen worry."
Seeing his expression, the queen felt distressed and couldn't bear to blame her, so she said, "You have a good rest. Your father is fine there. Everyone should do whatever they need to do. Don't pay attention to them who shouldn't ask you at this time."
The prince nodded to express his understanding.
In fact, he also knew that those people saw that the emperor was dying and rushed to him to increase their presence and show their loyalty.
The queen was right. Even if he was the prince, the emperor was still alive at this time and had not ordered him to supervise the country. In fact, he should not go to see those ministers.
Thinking about the haggard face he saw just now, he quickly closed his eyes and thought about recovering as soon as possible so that he could relieve his mother's worries.
In the early morning of the fourth day, Rong Che got off the bed and walked straight to the door and opened it. A young eunuch was about to complain when the door suddenly opened startled him.
Rong Che didn't say anything and walked towards the emperor's bedroom.
The little eunuch hurriedly followed behind, extremely confused. It seemed that the thousand-year-old master knew about the emperor's summons, so should he say it again? Would it be unnecessary?
Rong Che's footsteps were fast and he soon arrived at the bedroom. The few ministers who stayed outside the door quickly saluted and walked into the room. Behind the screen on the other side were several concubines who were waiting for him. They turned into the inner room, where the prince and the queen
They helped the emperor stand up, one from the left and the other from the right.
Seeing Rong Che arriving in a hurry, the emperor actually smiled.
"Little Emperor, look, I'm much better today."
Rong Che was slightly startled, then nodded.
The emperor's eyes dimmed, and he said with a wry smile: "Little uncle, let's go for a walk in the Imperial Garden today."
The queen persuaded anxiously: "The emperor's health has just improved. The wind in the imperial garden is strong, so don't catch a cold."
The emperor waved his hands and said, "It's okay. Staying in this room these days is really depressing."
The queen looked at Rong Che for help, hoping that he could persuade her.
Rong Che saw the longing in the emperor's eyes, and his heart softened, saying: "Let him go, I will follow."
The queen had no choice but to watch them walk out.
"Prince, come too." The emperor shouted.
The prince hurriedly followed and gave the queen a relieved look.
In the imperial garden, the emperor was supported by the prince who stepped back half a step and walked side by side with Rong Che.
After talking a few words about home affairs, he asked Yan Qingzheng where he was.
"What a pity..." The emperor said this when he learned that Yan Qingzheng actually went to Tianyimen, which is as far away as the horizon.
Rong Che didn't know what his regret meant, so he could only remain silent.
"Uncle Emperor, before my father died, you took him on a flying chariot along the Fengrong border, right?"
Rong Che nodded.
"Can you..." The emperor stopped and looked at Rong Che anxiously but anxiously: "Can you take me there too? It doesn't have to be that far, just... a few nearby cities will do."
The prince was shocked and couldn't help but look at Rong Che.
Rong Che was very embarrassed. The emperor looked like he was returning to his glory and could no longer travel long distances. He was afraid that he would fly back to the west without being able to see the whole picture of Feng Rong.
A trace of disappointment flashed in the emperor's eyes, and then dimmed again. He knew, Rong Che also knew, and the prince also knew that the emperor, who had returned to his former glory, simply could not hold on much longer.
"Actually, everyone knows it well." The emperor felt a little lonely and regretful, thinking that if he had known this, he should have invited the little emperor's uncle back earlier.
But then I thought about it, it probably wouldn't make any difference if I did it sooner or later. My status in the heart of the little emperor's uncle was far different from that of his father.
However, Rong Che suddenly stopped and said, "Please tell me, I will take you wherever you go."
The emperor became excited and burst into tears.
"Little uncle..." The emperor was choked with sobs and could not speak.
"Time is tight. Your Majesty will make arrangements early. I'll go make some preparations and come back in an hour."
The palace suddenly became a mess. The ministers and concubines knelt on the ground inside and outside, begging the emperor sincerely to take back his order. The emperor was unmoved and asked someone to draft a decree and pass it on to the prince.
When the ministers saw that the emperor could not be moved, they went to block Rong Che, trying to reason with him and move him emotionally. In the end, no one could complete this arduous task because Rong Che said he did not dare to resist the order.
The lips of several ministers moved, but they were speechless.
So Rong Che picked up the emperor, who was as happy as a child, and flew into the sky on Rong Che's flying chariot.
Before leaving, the emperor told him to prepare for the funeral. When the time comes, Prince Xuan will send him back for burial.
The queen cried bitterly, and the emperor gave her an imperial edict and said he would read it after his death.
In this way, Rong Che once again took Feng Rong's dying emperor on a tour of Feng Rong's national border.
Sometimes he felt that he was not a good sign in Fengrong.
The emperor seemed to have returned to his youth, when he was free and everything he saw was novel.
As long as he watched intently, Rong Che would slow down and lower his altitude so that he could observe carefully. When he fell asleep, Rong Che would fly quickly and go to another city to see a different scenery.
Rong Che was still taciturn, and the emperor was still chattering endlessly.
However, after a few days, the emperor no longer had the energy to chatter. He just lay by the window and looked at the beautiful mountains and rivers outside, with longing in his eyes.
Rong Che saw this and remained silent, but his brows involuntarily gathered together.
Rong Che walked through several important checkpoints and beautiful places. The emperor was already dying.
Rong Che wanted to send him back to the palace immediately, but he wanted to visit Rong Che's other courtyard.
"The one at Miao'er Mountain?" Rong Che asked in surprise.
"Yes..." The emperor was furious, but very determined.
I think it was because the former deposed prince went there to look for trouble and angered Yan Qingzheng that he finally became the deposed prince.
"Okay." Rong Che said no more and went directly to Miao'er Mountain Villa.
When they were about to arrive, the emperor struggled to get up and looked at the majestic Miaoer Mountains in the mist. He was filled with emotion: "This is Miaoer Mountain..."
Rong Che nodded and led the emperor into the other courtyard.
There have always been people taking care of this place, but no one lived there and it was very desolate. However, the emperor still visited the main courtyard and gardens with energy.
The servants came over and asked if they wanted to prepare meals. The emperor shook his head: "It's time to go."
Rong Che was afraid that he would be overworked, so he asked him to rest for a day before leaving.
"Little Emperor Uncle, I am lying sickly wherever I am, whether I am resting or not. What's more, you also know that it is not certain whether I can hold on and return to the palace." The emperor's eyes were distracted.
I tried my best to say this.
Rong Che took him back to the palace.
The queen watched from the tower every day, and one day she finally saw the black dot flying from the sky.
Your Majesty, you still insist on coming back!
He held the queen's hand tightly and looked at her with mixed emotions, but he was speechless.
At the end, in front of the hurriedly arriving prince and several ministers, he struggled to give the queen a once-in-a-lifetime hug!
He slowly closed his eyes, and Feng Rong saw off another emperor!
(I'm sorry for the lack of continuous updates recently! I'm grieving because I lost another close relative. I will adjust the status as soon as possible. Thank you for your understanding!)