I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

The atmosphere in the room was solemn and depressing. A few faint rays of light struggled to pass through the gaps in the window and fell sparingly on Wei Zheng's bed.

In his sunken eye sockets, his eyes still shone with wisdom, but now the light had become much dimmer.

Li Shimin sat on a chair beside the bed, his posture as stiff as a wooden sculpture, his face full of tension.

His Adam's apple kept moving up and down, and the sound of him swallowing saliva seemed particularly clear and abrupt in this room where it was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Wei Zheng raised his eyelids with difficulty, and his gaze slowly moved to Li Shimin's face. Looking at his pretended calmness but full of flaws, he smiled with a bit of helplessness and tenderness.

"Your Majesty, you are still the same as before, always accustomed to deceiving yourself and others."

"This old minister, in his broken state, knows full well that his time is drawing to a close. I'm afraid he won't have much time left."

"This seemingly energetic moment is nothing more than a fleeting moment of life. Even if the miracle doctor were to return to the world, his elixir would be powerless to save him."

His voice was hoarse, and every word he uttered seemed to take all his strength.

When Li Shimin heard Wei Zheng's straightforward words, his body trembled violently, the muscles on his face tensed instantly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

After a moment of dead silence, he forced a smile from his stiff face that was uglier than crying. That smile was filled with endless sorrow, reluctance and helplessness. He tried desperately to suppress the torrent of sorrow that was about to burst from the depths of his heart.

"Xuancheng, you have devoted your entire life to the Tang Dynasty. If there is anything you haven't completed, or if you have anything you want to tell me, I will definitely remember it and will never let you down."

Wei Zheng shook his head gently, his eyes revealing peace.

"Your Majesty, I really don't have anything else to tell you."

"In this lifetime, I have had the honor of following Your Majesty and assisting you in building the great cause of the Tang Dynasty. I can also continue to perform my duties loyally by the side of the Retired Emperor and offer advice and suggestions for the Tang Dynasty. I truly have no regrets in this life, and I can die with peace of mind."

"My four sons have now grown up and embarked on their own paths in life. I am deeply relieved and no longer need to worry about them."

"And my lady, she is gentle, demure, kind and generous. She has been with me through the years, supporting me silently. Without her dedication over the years, I would have struggled to make it through."

"However, in my heart, I still can't let go. Perhaps it's because I'm too greedy. I'm greedy for the prosperity of this world, the prosperity and peace of the Tang Dynasty, and every moment and every memory I spent with the Emperor and my old friends."

At this point, Wei Zheng's eyes welled up with tears, and those tears flashed with his deep reluctance to let go of all this.

"Old minister, I can't bear to leave the Supreme Emperor!"

Wei Zheng's voice trembled slightly, and that deep emotion was like a warm yet slightly bitter current, slowly flowing into Li Shimin's heart.

Fang Xuanling's mouth trembled, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't open his mouth.

Li Shimin closed his eyes tightly, trying to stop the tears from pouring out, but the tears still slid uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes, slowly flowed down his cheeks, and dripped onto his clenched hands.

"Xuancheng, Xuancheng! I can't bear to leave you either!"

He said with sobs.

Wei Zheng was an irreplaceable rare treasure to her, and it was a heart-wrenching regret.

"Haha."

Wei Zheng smiled lightly, but his laughter was filled with unspeakable bitterness. Then, he couldn't help but cough violently twice, and his whole body began to tremble violently. His already thin body seemed even more fragile and helpless.