It's good to exchange marriages. My sister eats coarse food while I wear gold and silver.

"emperor!"

Seeing the emperor leaning back, everyone rushed over.

Yuan Buwei took the emperor's pulse and said solemnly after a moment: "The emperor's health was already very poor. The toxins from the elixirs he took have already corroded his internal organs. Now he is suddenly suffering from a heart attack due to anger. I'm afraid..."

"Save me, I...I don't want to die, I really don't want to die."

The emperor grasped Yuan Buwei's sleeve tightly, his eyes full of desire for life.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured. I, along with the imperial doctors, will do our best to treat you."

Hearing Yuan Buwei's affirmative answer, the emperor fainted with satisfaction.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

The whole audience saw the emperor faint, and only Jiang Weiming, who was really anxious, shouted: "Wake up..."

"Take him down."

"Yes."

"No, I am Taoist Fuchen, I am not Jiang Weiming, Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

The louder Jiang Weiming screamed, the faster he was dragged away.

For a long time, his shouts were still echoing in everyone's ears.

"Mother."

Princess Jinghe looked up and saw the shaky Queen Mother. She took a step forward and supported her: "I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming."

The Queen Mother shook her head, patted the back of Princess Jinghe's hand and said, "If I hadn't come and told you in person, the Emperor would never have realized his problem. This time, I won't be partial to him like I did before. In fact, I am half responsible for his current situation, but it's too late to say anything now."

"Mother, it's okay. Take care of yourself and we'll talk later."

The Queen Mother smiled and shook her head: "I know my own health very well. Jinghe, you have to take care of Dazhao's country in the future."

"Mother."

Hearing this, Princess Jinghe's eyes suddenly turned red: "Don't say that, you will live a hundred years."

"Jinghe, help me sit outside the palace. I haven't watched the sunset over the palace for a long time."

"it is good."

When the sun set, the Queen Mother passed away leaning in her daughter's arms with a peaceful smile on her face.

She has reached her limit by holding on until today.

According to the Empress Dowager's request before her death, her funeral was very simple. The Emperor had woken up, but after being poisoned, he was unable to get out of bed.

All matters were handled by the Sixth Prince, Prince Wen.

In fact, this is just a test for him.

On the day of the Queen Mother's burial, Princess Jinghe fainted from crying and became seriously ill. Fortunately, with Yuan Buwei's personal care, she recovered safely.

It was half a year later that she saw the emperor again.

She had just recovered from a serious illness and looked haggard. She was supported by someone and walked to the emperor.

The emperor, who had been bedridden, had a sallow complexion, dull eyes, thin cheeks, and looked as if the lamp oil had run out.

"I've met the emperor brother."

"Cough cough..."

When the emperor saw his sister, his eyes lit up a little more: "I didn't expect that in the end, you still won."

If it was the former Princess Jinghe, she would definitely be very angry when she heard these words.

And now.

She just felt sad: "Brother, from the beginning to the end, you always thought that I was your opponent and I wanted to replace you, right?"

"Isn't it? You just hate that you're not a man."

"you are wrong."

Princess Jinghe looked at him calmly: "In the past, I did have such thoughts, but after experiencing life and death, I found that power is something cold and icy. In fact, it is not whoever has it can control it. It depends on the person who has power and where he puts it. I used to want to be the first female emperor of Da Zhao, and wanted to use my own experience to tell women all over the world that I can do it, and you can do it too, but I later found that sometimes people have to experience what they should experience. If they don’t experience it, they don’t know the warmth and coldness of human nature, and they can’t grow up without experience. And my brother happened to not experience what he should experience, so he thinks that things in the world and people should revolve around you?"

"Isn't it? I am the Son of Heaven."

"You are the Son of Heaven, but you are worshipped by the people of the world, but you don't care about them. You think they are all ants. But without them, where would we be?"

After hearing these words, the emperor fell silent.

"This should be the last time we meet."

"Jinghe, what do you mean?"

"Before she died, my mother blamed herself. But what did she do wrong? She was trained to be the queen since she was young. After entering the palace, she never relaxed for a single day. She thought she could enjoy her old age as the queen mother. But in the end, everything you did made her feel heartbroken."

"Jinghe, are you blaming me for not being filial to my mother?"

"Mother never said you were unfilial. She just hoped that you could be a wise ruler like father."

"My father is my father, and I am myself..."

"Do you know how much Da Zhao lost in this war? Do you have any plan to restore people's livelihood as soon as possible, or can you reduce taxes to let the people breathe a sigh of relief?"

"War is not something that has only happened this year, so why should we reduce taxes? It's easy for you to say that."

"Yes, you know that there are wars every year, so why don't you think of countermeasures in advance? When things reach a point where they cannot be reversed, you push all the responsibilities onto the ministers, and finally kill a few ministers you don't like, and the storm is hastily settled?" Princess Jinghe said this, completely disappointed with the emperor. In the final analysis, he is just a reincarnation, and is actually a fool. "Brother, you should take care of yourself."

Done.

Princess Jinghe turned and left without any reluctance.

"Jinghe, come back. I still have something to ask you. Jinghe, come back..."

No matter how loudly the emperor shouted, Princess Jinghe refused to turn back.

The royal brother who used to stand up for her when she was a child has now died in Princess Jinghe's memory.

The emperor's health was getting worse day by day.

Soon, it became difficult to even drink water.

However, the decision on who would be the crown prince had not yet been made.

All civil and military officials were very anxious, and so were the royal family members.

But no one dared to mention it.

It was not until late that night that the emperor summoned Lu Sui and Yuan Buwei.

Everyone probably knew that the emperor would die soon, so the three inner and three outer floors of his bedroom were filled with people kneeling.

"See the Emperor."

Lu Sui and Yuan Buwei kowtowed together.

"Get up and talk."

The emperor had some difficulty speaking and he no longer had his former energy.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Lu Sui and Yuan Buwei walked to the bed together and saw that his hair was gray and his eyes were hollow.

"Lu Sui, tell me, am I a good emperor?"

Lu Sui didn’t know what the emperor had experienced during those days lying in bed, but the fact that he asked such a question showed that he must have thought about it.

"I dare not try to guess the Holy Spirit."