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The matter of moving the capital was finally on the agenda, and Su Luoyang and his party had already embarked on the road from Luoyang to Pingjing.

However, during this period of time, Sugan's situation did go from bad to worse.

"How is it, imperial physician?" After the imperial physician took the pulse, Su Cheng couldn't wait to step forward and ask.Although it was like this every day, he still had a fluke in his heart, and hoped that God would still have a little mercy on him.

The imperial physician shook his head helplessly, and prescribed some life-extending elixir. "His Royal Highness, this poison is too overbearing. Now it has spread all over His Majesty's body, and his pulse is getting weaker day by day. I really... tried my best. Using the elixir to extend life can only delay a few more sky.."

After the imperial physician retired, Su Cheng sat next to Long Ta and looked at his unconscious father, as if he was asleep, without the slightest pain from the outside.This scene couldn't help but remind him of when he was very young, when his concubine mother passed away, the three brothers and sisters gathered around her concubine's bed like this, crying and yelling not to let her concubine go.

The Su family in Su Qian's generation was a single lineage, but in Su Huai'an's generation there were only three children, and Su Qian's original wife never took concubines after his death.Now we have a good family, but relatives have left one after another. Now even my father doesn't know when he will leave. Sister Huang is still thousands of miles away. Su Cheng feels very tired for a while.

He has to act as an agent of the government during the day, and has to deal with a lot of trivial matters, so he stays here at night, refusing to leave a step.The ministers all advised him to take care of his health, because His Majesty's illness cannot happen overnight.But he was afraid that if he fell asleep on the bed and woke up, what he would hear would be the news of his father's death.

"Father, didn't you say that you want to establish a prosperous dynasty that is completely different from Dawu... Now that the world has just been unified, it needs your governance..." Su Cheng lay in front of the bed with his eyes empty, as if he was meditating. See the future.

"Sister Huang and I will help you create a peaceful and prosperous world. You once promised that the mother and concubine would take good care of us. It would be too irresponsible to leave us like this..." Su Cheng muttered to himself, his eyelids fluttered after a busy day. Unknowingly drooping down.Every cell in the whole body felt very tired, and unconsciously fell asleep beside the bed.In his dream, they all returned to the childhood generation. He saw the concubine mother and the eldest brother waving to them across the river. The concubine mother's face was still so young and beautiful.The father was standing next to him and the emperor's sister, but the mother and concubine suddenly extended her hand to him, and then he walked slowly towards the bridge.

"Father, don't go, don't leave us!" He cried and hugged Father's leg, not letting him go. He had a hunch that if Father left, they would never see Father again.

"Cheng'er, you are all grown up, and you have the ability to take care of yourself. Your mother and concubine have been waiting for me for a long time. In the future, you and your sister will take care of each other and support each other, you know?" Su Qian touched Su Cheng lovingly. head, and finally head towards the other end of the bridge.Su Cheng stood there with tears streaming down his face, why, why did his father not want them.

Suddenly, there was a bright light, and he found that he and Su Luoyang had grown into adults, and when he looked at the three people across the river, they suddenly turned into ashes and dispersed with the wind.

...

"No!" Su Cheng suddenly woke up from his dream, and his echo echoed in the palace.He sat on the ground, his eyes widened, panting heavily, and found himself covered in cold sweat. "Your Highness, what happened to Your Highness?" A large number of guards poured in outside the door, and even the imperial doctor on duty in the side hall was awakened by Su Cheng's yelling, and ran over rolling and crawling, even facing his hat. He hadn't put it on yet, so he thought Su Qian had fallen ill in the middle of the night.At this time, it is Yin time, which is the time when people are fast asleep.

Su Cheng stood up from the ground in a hurry, remembering the dream he had just now, and grabbed the imperial physician's arm, "Emperor physician, this king had a dream, my father...you go and see it!" His flustered tone was frightening, and he hurried to the front of the collapse to investigate.Su Gan's appearance didn't change much, he was as serene as ever, but it seemed too serene.

The imperial physician picked up Su Gan's hand and began to feel his pulse. As soon as he caught his pulse, the expression on his face became extremely panicked and a little unbelievable.He stretched out a hand tremblingly, and poked it under Su Qian's nose—there was no breath left.

"My lord... Your Majesty, he... collapsed!" The imperial doctor knelt down on the ground, weeping loudly, and then everyone in the hall knelt down on the ground, weeping and wailing endlessly.The chief eunuch hurriedly sent someone to deliver letters to the palaces of the court officials.

"Your Majesty has passed away!" The Xiao Huangmen announced one after another, and when everyone inside and outside the palace heard the news, they immediately stopped what they were doing and knelt down on the ground to send off the emperor respectfully.

Su Cheng looked at the people kneeling on the ground, and was a little dazed, "What are you doing? You are not allowed to kneel, and you all get up for this king. Who said that my father is dead, and cursing the king should be a death penalty!" Some trance, this is different from fighting on the battlefield. "My condolences, Your Highness." The courtiers who arrived after hearing the wind couldn't bear to see Su Cheng on the verge of collapse.

In the 14th year of Zhiwu, November [-]th, the first heavy snowfall since the beginning of winter.

The founding emperor of Daxia, Su Qian, persisted on the sick bed for more than two months, and died on the eighth day at Yinshi.The whole country mourned, and every household in Pingjing spontaneously hung up white lanterns in front of the door. At this time, Princess Luoyang was still hundreds of miles away from Pingjing. After hearing the news, she left behind the big team and finally drove away two days later. back.

When Su Luoyang arrived in Pingjing, it had been snowing heavily for two days and two nights.The whole of Pingjing was plain white, she entered from the Suzaku Gate of the imperial city, red walls and yellow tiles, white jade railings, groups of palaces inlaid with gold and silver, stretching as far as the eye can see, all covered with a layer of pure white, all of which are prominent The luxury of this imperial city.

When she entered the Yong'an Hall, what she saw was Su Cheng, who was dressed in white linen, kneeling before the coffin, burning the ghost paper in the basin.Before the coffin was sealed, Su Luoyang Xin walked to the front of the coffin and looked at his father inside the coffin, lying peacefully inside.His complexion is no longer the same as when he just passed away, and now it is gray and white.

"Father, I'm late." Su Luoyang murmured softly, as if remorseful, as if he was blaming himself, tears streaming down his face in an instant.Tears flowed down the cheeks and dripped on the floor, which seemed to show the grief of the owner.

"Sister Huang." Su Cheng put down the paper money in his hand, stood up from the futon, and called Su Luoyang softly.

Su Luoyang wiped away the tears that just fell with his hands, and walked up to Su Cheng.

"The night my father left.. I dreamed of my elder brother and my concubine. They took away my father.. Then I woke up and my father..."

Su Cheng had a painful expression on his face, and he couldn't help crying. He always cared about the dream that night. The ancients were superstitious, and he always thought that if he didn't have that dream, Su Qian would live a little longer.

Su Luoyang looked at his younger brother who was five years younger than himself, the only remaining relative in the world, hugged his head and softly comforted him, just like when they were young and they would be beaten for making mistakes, and their mother comforted them. "I don't blame you, Cheng'er, you've done a good job, even if your father falls ill, you can handle the court affairs in an orderly manner."

Xiao Le originally came back overnight with Su Luoyang, she was worried about Su Luoyang's condition, and before leaving Luoyang, Su Cheng entrusted her with her sister's safety.When Su Luoyang entered the hall, she did not follow in, but leaned against the door and waited for her.At this moment, seeing the scene of the two siblings embracing and crying, she couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and walked out wisely, leaving all the space for the two who lost their loved ones.

Su Cheng's momentary gaffe just now was simply because he had been under too much pressure in the past few days and there was no one to confide in.Suddenly seeing my close relatives, I feel that with support, all forbearance will collapse in an instant.After he slowed down for a while, he suddenly pushed away from Su Luoyang, "Sister Huang, I don't want to be the emperor."

The boy's resolute face was a little stubborn, and his voice had a man's unique deep voice.Over the past few days, the palace people have talked a lot, and they have become more and more respectful to him. Although the ministers haven't said it clearly, they all understand it in their hearts.Su Cheng is no fool and knows what they are talking about.It is nothing more than that the father emperor now has only his son left, so he must be the future emperor.But no one asked him if he would like to be the emperor.

He doesn't like restraint by nature, so he started fighting with Suqian very early. He likes the feeling of galloping on the battlefield, and doesn't like being imprisoned in the palace.It's not that he's not good at scheming, but it's too tiring to do so. In comparison, he thinks that Su Luoyang is more suitable for that seat, otherwise Su Qian would not have entrusted her to take care of all Luoyang's affairs before.

It was only then that Su Luoyang realized that Su Cheng had been haggard a lot these days, with a faint beard growing on his face, and he had lost a lot of weight.And the younger brother who has grown up is also somewhat similar to Su Huai'an back then.

When Su Cheng said this, she was not surprised, but was unusually calm

"I know."

"you know?!"

"You are my younger brother, of course I know, I watched you grow up, how can I not know your nature?"

When Su Luoyang walked out, the heavy snow was still falling.There were several guards standing at the gate of Yong'an Hall, and the imperial guards were patrolling not far away, and the entire imperial city was in order.

Wearing a sable fur, Xiao Le leaned against the white jade railing next to the stairs, holding the green blade in his hand, watching the heavy snow falling in the sky, as if it was about to flood the entire imperial city.After a while, she found that Su Luoyang had come out, followed by a little maid holding an umbrella.He went up to meet her, and took the oil-paper umbrella from the maid's hand, "Go back, I'll do it."

The little palace lady showed a look of embarrassment, the palace people in the palace are all leftovers from the previous dynasty.Recently, things happened repeatedly, and there was no time to replace with a new palace maid. The little maid was not sure about the temper of this upstart, so she didn't dare to leave like this. She took a peek at Su Luoyang.

"Just as she said."

Xiao Le took the paper umbrella smoothly, propped it up for Su Luoyang, and the two went down the stairs.

Su Cheng had already prepared a bedroom for his imperial sister, named Ziyang Palace, which means the image of purple energy coming from the east.

The two stepped on the snow, leaving behind a string of neat footprints, each step making a "creak" sound.Xiao Le didn't take the initiative to bring up the topic, she thought that maybe Su Luoyang didn't want to talk at this time, maybe she should give her some space, after all, not everyone needs comfort.

"Xiao Le, will you always stand by my side?"

Su Luoyang stopped walking forward, and suddenly turned around to look at Xiao Le.