On the hospital bed embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, under a quilt made of rare fabrics, the old emperor laughed heartily. He coughed a few times until his body could no longer bear it, and finally stopped.
"With the strength you just showed, if you want to kill me, why bother?"
He glanced at the old eunuch behind Di Xin in a funny way, and then said: "With the strength of my great internal manager, even if I try my best, I may not be able to stop you."
Hearing this, the old eunuch immediately bowed: "I am a useless old slave, please forgive me!"
"I'm not blaming you, there's no need to blame yourself!"
"I thank you, Your Majesty!"
The old eunuch straightened up a little, but he was still slightly bowed.
Although he did not cancel the barrier, his vigilance against Di Xin was raised to the highest level.
The old emperor may not care about some things, but they, the slaves, must not act carelessly.
Even though it may be just unfounded worries, compared to His Majesty's regret if something happens, even if it is just some useless preparations, we must do it first.
Di Xin was naturally aware of the old eunuch's little moves.
But he didn't care at all.
The old emperor then said to Di Xin: "Lao Wu, I believe in you."
However, Di Xin still said: "Your Majesty, please don't come to a conclusion so quickly. What if I just don't want to bear the name of regicide?"
"During the healing process, I accidentally made a mistake and accidentally caused His Majesty's death. Although it has happened, my actions cannot be condemned by anyone."
"I don't know, I can also rely on this to gain support from some people."
He still maintained that half-smiling look, and said to the old emperor: "What if I really think so, then wouldn't you be fooled by me?"
When Di Xin finished speaking, he felt that the body of the old eunuch behind him became tense again.
And on the sickbed, the old emperor's face didn't look good either.
It wasn't that he really began to doubt Di Xin because of this, but that he was a little bit offended by his words.
Just listen to what Di Xin said.
No matter what the reason was, if the old emperor really died because of him, then the next emperor's throne would have nothing to do with him.
Unless he did not want the throne of Dali, or wanted to ascend the throne through rebellion, otherwise it would be impossible for him to personally kill the old emperor.
Even if they wanted to do it themselves, they had to do what they had guessed King Cheng might do before, and not leave any evidence to link the old emperor's death to him.
Both the old emperor and Di Xin knew this well.
However, it was easy to say or not. Even though the old emperor knew all the details involved, Di Xin still felt a little uncomfortable when he said it so straightforwardly.
After all, as an emperor, although he would not question Di Xin on this matter, being wary of everyone is one of the emperor's basic skills.
And Di Xin could naturally see what the old emperor was thinking, but there were some things he had to say.
Even if it's awkward to say it face to face, only in this way can the gap between two people be eliminated to the greatest extent, and even if someone plans to use it as a trick in the future, they can pull it off.
At this point, Di Xin's thoughts were somewhat similar to those of the old eunuch just now.
Even if some preparation work is done up front, even if it doesn't work in the end, it won't be because nothing was done, and mistakes will be made, which will lead to a greater cost to make up for it.
The old emperor quickly figured out the cause and effect relationship, and his face improved slightly.
Di Xin did not try to provoke the old emperor again, and continued: "Since your Majesty believes in me, I will naturally do my best. It's just..."
After a pause, he said: "It's just that it's harder to repair than to destroy."
"After all, this cold energy is entrenched in His Majesty's heart, and the person who took action is also a master. Therefore, even if I personally help His Majesty eliminate the cold energy, the process will not be too fast."
"It doesn't matter, I'm not short of time."
The old emperor thought Di Xin was going to say something. After taking a breath, he still couldn't help but ask: "How long will it take to completely eliminate the cold air?"
"If it were just the cold energy in His Majesty's heart, it would probably take more than half a year!"
Di Xin explained: "But that only saves His Majesty from fear of his life. It will take at least two years for him to fully recover."
"But after the icy air that entangles His Majesty's heart has disappeared, I will no longer be needed for subsequent care."
"Two years..."
After the old emperor muttered something softly, he asked again: "If I want to resume action, how long will it take before I can take over the throne?"
"That's not good!"
After a moment of mental calculation, Di Xin said: "After the cold energy in your Majesty's heart disappears, it will take half a year to a year to recuperate before you can go to the ground, and then you can come to power."
"A year and a half?"
After the old emperor muttered something again, he looked at Di Xin and asked: "I can wait for a year and a half, but can the boss wait?"
Di Xin shook his head and said: "So for more than a year, this matter must be kept secret."
"Except for a few of us, no one is allowed to know that I am helping His Majesty heal his injuries. If the news is accidentally leaked, King Cheng may directly rebel."
At the old emperor's age, as long as he can recover, it is not a problem to wait for a year or two. But if he can wait, others may not be able to wait.
Because this wait is not just a year or two.
After the old emperor regains control of the government and wants to succeed to the throne through normal methods, he will have to wait for several decades.
This is absolutely impossible for King Cheng to accept.
And once he rebels, with his current power in the capital and the current state of the old emperor, it is not impossible to successfully force him to the throne.
The old emperor nodded.
The old eunuch behind Di Xin knelt down directly: "Your Majesty, I promise that this matter will never be known to the fourth person."
"Get flat!"
After the old emperor said something to his chief chamberlain, he looked at Di Xin and said, "What you want to say is more than that, right?"
Di Xin nodded and said: "That's right, apart from the fact that this matter must be kept secret, the previous topic of establishing a prince is also not allowed to be discussed again."
"Also, I need to find a way so that I can stay in the capital!"
Yes, this is the real problem.
In order to help the old emperor eliminate the coldness lingering in his heart, Emperor Xin could not leave the capital for the past six months.
However, he is the general of Zhenguan in Northern Xinjiang. This time he had the opportunity to return to the capital because the old emperor was seriously ill. Once this matter came to light, he would have to leave the capital.
In this regard, he is not even as free as his uncle in the capital, the border marshal of southern Xinjiang.
