My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

At the same time, Eunuch Chen opened the gate of the East Palace with the jade pendant, walked into the inner courtyard and came to the prince's bedroom. He showed the jade pendant to the guards outside the door and then pushed the door open and walked into the room.

The moment Eunuch Chen saw Zhao Jinghua, his heart tightened. Zhao Jinghua was wearing a silver cloak, with silver hair scattered behind him. He was holding a white jade bracelet in his hand and constantly twirling it. At this moment, he was leaning on the soft couch with his eyes closed, muttering Buddhist scriptures. For some reason, his figure was much thinner than yesterday. At this time, the sky was just getting light. Looking at Zhao Jinghua's gray face, he suddenly remembered that Emperor Hongyu also had this face when he died.

After a moment, Eunuch Chen said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness"

Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly without opening his eyes, and said in a low voice, "You are here."

When Eunuch Chen heard this, he shuddered and said, "Yes, I'm here."

At this time, the young imperial physician came in with his head lowered, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you."

Zhao Jinghua sneered and said in a soft tone, "Get up."

The young imperial physician slowly stood up, bent over and came to the couch to check Zhao Jinghua's pulse. After a moment, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Jinghua slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to meet the young doctor's gaze. "Are you at the end of your rope?" Zhao Jinghua's tone was calm, but the young doctor broke out in a cold sweat.

The young doctor kowtowed repeatedly but dared not speak. Zhao Jinghua tilted his head and kept coughing. Soon a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. "Speak! My patience is limited."

The young doctor kowtowed repeatedly, his voice trembling with panic, "Indeed...indeed, it is a sign of the oil running out...the lamp dying, and you...you have tuberculosis, and it is contagious, you must not let others get stained with blood."

Zhao Jinghua clenched his fists and spoke in a voice that sounded like a violent voice, "Do you think I don't know? Get out!" He then closed his eyes and sighed heavily. Upon hearing this, Eunuch Wang hurriedly left the bedroom, and the young doctor was so frightened that he pissed his pants and crawled out using his hands and feet.

Eunuch Chen sighed but did not leave. Instead, he knelt in front of the couch, lowered his head and said tentatively, "Your Majesty."

Zhao Jinghua frowned slightly when he heard this, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Eunuch Chen, breathing heavily as he spoke, his body trembling slightly because of the pain, "What? My father is dead? You call me Your Majesty?"

Eunuch Chen heard this and suppressed his trembling body. "Why do you have to make things so difficult for your son?"

Zhao Jinghua tilted his head back, veins bulging on his neck. His crazy laughter of "Hahahahahahaha" was particularly creepy in the gradually rising sunlight.

Chen Ye kowtowed and said in a very low voice, "Foster Father."

Zhao Jinghua let out a long sigh, his teeth chattering in pain. He closed his eyes and chuckled, "Get up... and sit next to me."

Eunuch Chen swallowed uncontrollably. He slowly stood up and sat down beside Zhao Jinghua.

Zhao Jinghua hummed and spoke in a low voice, "Have you married and had children?"

Eunuch Chen looked around cautiously and nodded. "He married a hundred years ago. He has three sons who are married and have positions in the court. His son also had a great-grandson five years ago."

Zhao Jinghua nodded and patted the back of Chen Gonggong's hand. "Okay!" Zhao Jinghua suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Eunuch Chen hurriedly tried to wipe the blood from the corner of Zhao Jinghua's mouth, but Zhao Jinghua grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't touch it. You have a wound on your hand. Haven't you heard that it can be contagious?"

Eunuch Chen shook his head repeatedly and then used his sleeve to wipe the blood off Zhao Jinghua. Feeling Zhao Jinghua's abnormal body temperature through his sleeve, Eunuch Chen froze in his place, "Godfather... you have a fever!"

Zhao Jinghua shook his head and sighed, "Nothing... I'm already exhausted, why should I be afraid of febrile disease..." After saying that, Zhao Jinghua looked at Eunuch Chen's hand, "How did you get hurt?"

Eunuch Chen wanted to cry and laugh when he heard this. "Yesterday, my grandson, who is old enough to dance with an elephant, came to the palace. He was very disobedient. I asked him to write but he drew a turtle instead. In a fit of rage, he crushed the teacup and cut his hand."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled after hearing this, "Hahaha, you have to be patient... You were much more naughty than him when you were a child."

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Chen held Zhao Jinghua's right hand tightly with both hands and shed tears, "Adoptive father..."

Zhao Jinghua raised his left hand and patted the back of Eunuch Chen's hand. After a moment, he felt dizzy. Zhao Jinghua closed his eyes and frowned, "Tell me who they are. Have I seen them?"

Eunuch Chen sighed and said, "The Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple, and the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, the youngest child is the prefect of Huzhou City."

Zhao Jinghua closed his eyes and smiled, "Okay, you are all good kids. I have never noticed the relationship between you two. It is watertight! Okay!"

Eunuch Chen gave a smile that was uglier than crying. After a moment, Zhao Jinghua spoke in a hoarse voice, "It's so unfair... It reminds me of the past, but it's also the end of my life... This kingdom... I'll leave it to you as your godfather. The fifth child is easy to control."

Eunuch Chen leaned over and placed his forehead on the back of Zhao Jinghua's hand. "Son, I remember this."

Zhao Jinghua raised his hand and patted Eunuch Chen on the back, "Let's go... Zhao Jinfang will get suspicious if he sees that you haven't returned yet."

Eunuch Chen slowly stood up and knelt beside the bed. "I am an unfilial son. I have not been able to stay by your side in my two lives..."

Zhao Jinghua shook his head and opened his eyes. "You are not my biological child, but I am already satisfied that you can do this. Let's go, put away your depressed face... cough... cough... don't let Eunuch Wang see the clues."

Eunuch Chen nodded, stood up and left Zhao Jinghua's bedroom. Outside the door, Eunuch Chen raised his voice again and said, "Your Majesty has ordered that the prince is seriously ill and no one except the servants of the East Palace can disturb him. Those who disobey will be killed!" Upon hearing this, Eunuch Wang fell to the ground and said, "Foster father... His Highness..."

Eunuch Chen patted Eunuch Wang on the shoulder and said, "Follow me and leave the East Palace."

After hearing this, Eunuch Wang kowtowed and said, "Foster Father, please forgive me for not being able to listen to you this time."

Eunuch Chen's eyes flashed with relief after hearing this, but the next moment he raised his foot and kicked Eunuch Wang lightly, "Then you should be a good escort to the prince's end!"

Eunuch Wang sighed heavily and said, "Thank you, foster father, for your help."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Eunuch Chen turned around, he saw Zhao Jinfang standing behind him. The corners of Eunuch Chen's mouth curled up slightly, and then he pretended to be frightened, "Your Majesty? Why are you here?"

Zhao Jinfang patted Eunuch Chen on the shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, I scared you. I wanted to ask Jinghua for clarification, so I came here." Then he walked into Zhao Jinghua's bedroom.

Zhao Jinghua was sitting on a soft couch at this time. When he saw Zhao Jinfang, he smiled. Then he tried his best to stand up, kneeled on one knee and saluted. His voice trembled because of the pain. "Your son pays homage to the emperor."

Zhao Jinfang frowned and walked forward to help Zhao Jinghua up, but when he saw Zhao Jinghua's deep red and somewhat blurred pupils, he couldn't help but take a step back. "Your... pupils..."

Zhao Jinghua panted and lowered his eyes, his tone was a little aggrieved. "Linglong Gu"

Zhao Jinfang's pupils shrank after hearing this and he held onto Zhao Jinghua's arms, "Jinghua, I didn't do this for you, but your mother told you something that made you want to kill your father!"

Zhao Jinghua sneered and shook his head. "My mother took this Linglong Gu to avenge you. I don't hate you. The person who assassinated you was not sent by me, a dying man, but by your ninth son."

Zhao Jinfang took a step back in disbelief, "How is this possible?"

Zhao Jinghua sighed and could not support himself, so he fell down on the couch. "Ahem... ahem... you have never checked it?"

Zhao Jinfang looked at Zhao Jinghua with great concern, then shook his head and said, "I haven't checked it yet."

Zhao Jinghua smiled bitterly, "Think about it. At that time, he was the king and I was the minister. If I helped you in your rebellion, it would be considered disloyalty. If I killed you, it would be considered unfilial. Why didn't I kill you right away? Why did I wait so long to solidify my reputation of being disloyal and unfilial?"

Zhao Jinfang heard this and felt it made sense. "But Lao Jiu is still a child, how could he do such a thing?"

Zhao Jinghua tilted his head and coughed continuously, his breathing became heavier. "That's because I killed the left prime minister, so my ninth brother holds a grudge against me."

Zhao Jinfang shook his head and said in a puzzled tone, "But the Left Prime Minister deserves to die. There must be something else going on."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled after hearing this, as if he had heard something funny. "Hahahahahaha" At the same time, he cursed Zhao Jinfang in his heart for being extremely stupid.