"Go out." The king repeated softly, not rejecting her, nor disliked her. After all, the couple had a good relationship over the years.
He doesn't want to speak very much now and is exhausted. "I will...I will notify you again when I explain my funeral. I want to be quiet these days."
His tone was helpless and pleading.
"Okay." As tears rolled down, Catherine looked at Chen Yi's side face, then slowly turned around and walked away sadly.
Almost everyone was blinded by an illusion, thinking that the king wanted to pull Prince Louis, who had been separated for many years, to reminisce about the past in the last time of his life.
Actually, it is not. The king wants to explain the transfer to him and cooperate with him to take medicine. No matter who it is, he has an instinctive desire to survive.
Listening to the sound of Catherine's footsteps fading away, the sound of the door closing was also heard.
The room was completely quiet. After about a minute, the king slowly opened his eyes. At this time, he was still weak, but the pain was significantly weakened.
What caught my eye was my son sitting on the edge of the bed. He grew taller and older, and he was a handsome man. The king sighed that time flew.
The father and son's eyes gathered together, gathered together for a long time... silent.
Chen Yi's eyes were filled with tears, his heart was painful like a tear, regret, anxious, and anxious... All kinds of complex emotions were intertwined in his heart.
"Father, I'm sorry..."
"These three words have no meaning... Stop talking about them."
"You must persist and have a strong belief in survival." Chen Yi would not let go of a glimmer of hope. He encouraged, "I have already obtained the understanding medicine. Although there is only one bottle, I will quickly develop a second bottle. .”
"Who do you think...who do you think the murderer will be?" The king was really weak and even had to breathe a breath of a complete word.
Chen Yi thought about it and found that he was actually a very calm person. He didn't want to make a conclusion without obtaining conclusive evidence.
"Father, what do you think?" Chen Yi looked at him, wanting to hear his judgment, feeling that he has something to say.
Perhaps it was because of the "Sour Plum Soup" that played a role, the king's complexion improved significantly and his breathing became much smoother.
He didn't confirm a name, but just said, "It won't be Catherine, she won't..." This is intuition, couples have been together for so many years.
He also said, "It's not Taylor. Taylor is actually kind-hearted, but his personality is unstable and has been spoiled since childhood. Even if you don't come back, I won't hand over Rurayoka to him." ”
"So...if I don't come back, who are you going to give to the throne?" Chen Yi asked.
The look of several people flashed through the king's mind, and he sighed lightly, "No, if God has eyes, you are back."
"..." Chen Yi was actually not interested in the throne, nor did he know how to govern the country. He now only had the simplest wish, hoping that his father could recover.
In addition to doing our best, this wish also has to be left to fate.
"Louis, no matter whether I can get through it or not, I will take the lead one day in the future."
As a father, he held his son's hand and told him, "Although you and Taylor are not fellow citizens, they have half of the same blood on their bodies..."
As he spoke, the king's throat was a little choked, and his eyes were filled with tears, "It was originally from the same root."
Chen Yi, who had been silent, shed a tear, "I know, I won't make things difficult for him." He looked quite calm.
"You are calm and have a strong opinion when you encounter problems since you are a child and can take on great responsibilities. I hope you can tolerate him more." The king explained, as if he was giving his last wish.
"Okay." Chen Yi agreed. Even if his father didn't explain, he would not hurt anyone. He would try his best to reconcile all the relationship and properly settle the mother and son.