Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

Although his words were a bit bold, they revealed a majesty that could not be ignored.

"If you just want the throne, if you just can't stand the current situation and want to replace him, we won't stop you."

However, he changed the subject and his tone became stern:

"But you absolutely shouldn't have tried to stop us on the road, and even tried to siege the general's mansion, which has always been loyal to the emperor, patriotic, and concerned for the people."

Every word he said hit Prince Gong's heart like a heavy hammer, leaving him unable to refute.

"Uncle Emperor," Jun Linyuan looked at him deeply, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes, "Many years ago, you said that you wanted peace in the world and the well-being of the people."

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing deep into Prince Gong's soul and waking him up from his dream.

Prince Gong's body trembled violently. He suddenly realized that he had been blinded by hatred and had lost his original ideals and beliefs.

He slowly knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face like a flood.

He woke up too late.

Jun Linyuan sighed and waved his hand: "Catch all the rebels!"

Then he turned around quickly like the wind and walked hurriedly into the inner room.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Miss Mo busily moving around the room. Her expression was extremely solemn, as if shrouded in a heavy haze.

Basins of blood were constantly brought out, and all kinds of precious medicinal herbs were used in large quantities as if they were free of charge.

However, despite this, Jiang Yan's condition still did not improve at all.

He lay quietly on his side on the bed, his eyes closed, as if he was completely isolated from the world.

His face was as pale as a dead person, lifeless, and frightening to the eyes of people.

Mrs. Jiang was already in tears. She held Jiang Yan's hand tightly and called his name softly, but Jiang Yan did not respond.

General Jiang and Jiang Ziyi stood aside, their eyes red, obviously filled with grief.

Jun Linyuan quickly walked to the bedside, staring at Jiang Yan's bloodless face, and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, then looked at Miss Mo and asked, "What's the situation?"

Miss Mo slowly shook her head and said in a heavy tone, "It's not good. Although he's been kept alive with ginseng slices, Little Thirteen still can't wake up and has no consciousness at all. Moreover, his internal organs have been severely damaged, and the bleeding won't stop..."

Her gaze fell on Jiang Yan, and she sighed again before continuing, "...I'm afraid I still need to be mentally prepared."

Jun Linyuan felt that his mind suddenly became blank, as if the whole world was collapsing in an instant.

He couldn't accept this cruel reality.

Jiang Yan was apparently full of energy a few days ago. How could he become so haggard in such a short period of time, and even lie here completely unconscious?

"……mother."

Jiang Yan's lips trembled slightly and he let out a faint call.

This call seemed to come from the depths of hell, causing Mrs. Jiang's heart to suddenly tighten.

She immediately pressed herself to Jiang Yan's side as if she had been electrocuted, her face covered in tears, and she said in a trembling voice, "I'm here! Mom is here! Ah Yan, Mom is here..."

"Don't be afraid... My son, don't be afraid, Mom is here..."