"I...I want to walk quietly and stop seeking medical treatment." The king said weakly as if he had accepted his fate, his meaning was so clear.
Catherine felt ache in her heart, and she felt reluctant to leave, and tears of sadness burst into her eyes.
She saw the king grab the sheet, and the sweat gradually wet the sheet, and there were also fine beads of sweat on her forehead...
He also heard him say with difficulty, "My body, I know very well...it's just... the inheritance of the throne. I will explain here that it must be based on the system of inheritance of the eldest son, and Louis should be the one who will be the one who will leave. He will be the day I left.
On the day of taking office.”
Catherine's heart skipped a lot, and her heart suddenly became cold, but at this time, she couldn't say anything.
After all, the king was seriously ill, and that guy Taylor didn't know where to go.
Jingting was straight, and he stood not far away, and used his keenest observation to see Eden's inner activities, and his eyes were also on Eden.
At this time, Eden was all in mind on the king. He was standing in front of the bed, looking nervous and worried.
But all this fell into Jingting's eyes, but it became his careful observation of the king's state.
When he heard about the inheritance of the throne, Jingting captured Eden's expression a little subtle. At this time, he had already made a judgment in his heart.
"I'm going to rest." A trace of chill on the king's chest was stained with a hint of chill. He sighed, his face still pale and his breath was still weak. "Let Louis accompany me through the last time of his life."
His tone was full of regret, as if it had become his only wish.
Shen Yi looked at his father with great sadness, and his heart felt like a big stone weighing thousands of pounds. He watched Catherine lie down carefully, and he finally let go of his father's hand.
After lying down, the king opened his eyes. He looked directly at his son in front of the bed, his voice weak, "Louis, bring your belongings here, live here from today, we missed... I missed many years,
You… accompany me to walk this last path of life.”
Every word my father said was like a needle, and it was pricked on Shen Yi's left chest, and the pain was so obvious.
In the luxurious bedroom, the air is filled with deep sadness, which is the atmosphere of separation from life and death.
The servants knelt down and cried, but they endured that they did not dare to speak too loudly.
This scene also moved Mo Jingyao very much, and she felt very uncomfortable. Tears gathered in her eyes. Although she got the medicine to understand, the king's current situation... she still doesn't know how long it will last.
"Everyone retreated, only Louis stayed..." The king spoke softly, and he gasped and ordered, "I want to be quiet."
Catherine was very jealous and unwilling to accept it, but she really couldn't bear to struggle with the king's current state, and she actually wanted to stay.
She was thinking that Taylor was also a son, so why did she leave Louis by her side? Even Taylor didn't mention it, and directly announced the inheritance of the throne.
Catherine was unwilling to accept it.
At this time, Jingting pulled Mo Jingyao and then took steps out. Jingyao's worried eyes passed by Shen Yi gently, and then followed Jingting out.
At this moment, her heart was really mixed.
Then the servants and guards also stood up one after another and withdrew from the king's bedroom in extreme sorrow.
On the bed, the king closed his eyes weakly. He opened his mouth and breathed, and never spoke again. He just listened silently to the sound of these footsteps and walked further and further away.
Eden and Arthur also retreated, and the whole room suddenly became quiet.
There was also Catherine who didn't leave. She stood in front of the bed with tears in tears. Her nose was sour and her eyes were blurred. "Berty..." She was very sad, and she was also worried that if he left, her situation would definitely be...