After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 547 Proposal
"Your Majesty, this Kou Danchen has to be taken back for a test."

Emperor Zhao said casually, "Take it back, it's useless to stay here."

He thought for a while, and then said, "The prince said that you are going to the East Palace tomorrow, so take it to the East Palace for an examination. There are too many people in the Tai Hospital, and it is inevitable that you will meet someone with a heart."

Before the truth of the matter is found out, it is better not to startle the snake.

"I understand."

Gao Shu put the bottle in his sleeve, "Then I will take my leave first."

"Ah."

Emperor Zhao watched him walk out of the bedroom slowly, a little dazed, just in time to see Xizi coming to deliver the medicine.

"Your Majesty, this is a freshly decocted medicine, and it can be drunk when it cools down a bit."

The concoction was pitch black, even if he wasn't close, Emperor Zhao could smell a bitter smell.

He sighed, and although there was rejection on his face, he finally said, "Bring it here."

The happy child was brought up, and seeing Emperor Zhao raised his head and drank it, he took out a few candied fruit like a magic trick, "If the emperor finds it bitter, eat some candied fruit, freshly brewed."

"Do you treat me like a three-year-old child?" Emperor Zhao's old face was wrinkled in pain, and the lines became deeper, and it took him a long time to recover.

Xizi: "The emperor doesn't want to eat it, so give it to the people below."

As he spoke, he wanted to go out.

"Wait," Emperor Zhao suddenly stopped him, with an unnatural expression on his face, "Bring it here."

Xizi knew this was the result, and sent it up with a smile.

Emperor Zhao chose a moderately sized one and put it in his mouth. The sweetness of the candied fruit instantly diluted the bitterness of the medicine and smoothed his furrowed brows.

"Xizi," Emperor Zhao motioned him to come forward, "to draw up an order."

"Yes."

Xizi originally thought that this was an ordinary imperial decree, but she didn't expect that the more she heard it, the more something went wrong. It was clearly... It was clearly like an explanation of the funeral.

He hesitated to speak, "Your Majesty..."

"Don't need to say too much," Emperor Zhao saw that the edict had been drafted, so he waved his hand, "Bring it here for me to have a look, and you can help me think about it, is there anything I missed?"

After hearing no sound for a long time, Emperor Zhao couldn't help but turned his head and found Xizi's worried face, so he smiled and said, "What are you doing with a mournful face? I'm just taking precautions."

How much time he has left, no one can tell.

To be strong in one's life, how can one arrange things after one's death?

He can clearly see the ambitions of the sons, but he doesn't want to wait until his deathbed to worry about the heirs of the country.

He wants to ensure that no one can use false imperial edicts to prevent the crown prince from ascending the throne.

After reading it, Emperor Zhao thought about it carefully, and before Xizi could answer, he nodded and said, "That's right, I've said everything that needs to be said."

He handed the imperial decree to Xizi, "I'll keep this with you, and take it out when needed."

"Slave...will definitely live up to his mission."

Xizi lowered her head, and took the imperial decree with both hands, as if it weighed a thousand catties.

"Okay, I'm tired today, let's go down."

"Yes."

……

At night, there was a patter of rain in the sky, and the snow was beginning to melt. It was much colder than the previous days.

In the middle of the night, no pedestrians were seen, only the watchman walked forward in the rain.

The palace is no different from usual, and the patrolling guards are step by step.

At the gate of the prison, the two guards were discussing going to drink some soju after the shift. Before they decided where to go, they saw a burly figure walking over.

"Participate in leadership."

"Well," Wu Yongda nodded while wearing a bamboo hat, "I'll take a look at the assassin who just came in today."

The jailer immediately led him in, "Commander, please."

He had been flogged during the day, his skin was cracked, and every movement involved pain, but he didn't seem to feel it.

(End of this chapter)