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Chapter 113 Revive, Sweet King!

What does Ji Nanxing do now?
It's considered clearing up.
It is considered a change and transition of dynasties.

It's just that her methods were gentler than those of most dynasties, making them all think that the other party was reasonable, and they rushed forward to offer their lives.

Ji Nanxing doesn't know yet that she has been promoted to the level of emperor by her former master. After attending court every day, she has to review memorials, get a second degree, and help him guard against the major forces below who are ready to make moves.

I don't know when the Sweet King will wake up.
She is so busy.

She sat down beside Pei Yanli's bed, sighed softly, then reached out and pinched the face of the person on the bed, "Yan Yan, when will you wake up?"

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In coma

Pei Yanli heard someone calling him.

It's dark around.

But the voice was familiar.

He tried hard to open his eyes and see his surroundings clearly.

Finally, there was a little light.

He saw that this was the bedroom where he had lived since childhood, and his mother was standing at the door. Besides her, there were also his grandfather and uncle, as well as many people who shouldn't be there.

cold winter,

It's so cold.

He felt it was very noisy, but he couldn't hear clearly what the people gathered around him were saying.

But soon, everyone gathered around him and brought him into the room. The charcoal fire in the room was burning very brightly, and a group of people were gathered around the stove, with orange-red light, as if they were roasting something.

"Yan Li, come and try it."

"The venison sent from the palace today is good."

"We haven't gathered like this for a long time. What are you standing there for? Come and sit down!"

As everyone was talking, Ping Enhou waved to him. A strange sound rang in his ears, like a funeral music, and the light in the room changed from orange to a somewhat disgusting green-yellow.

But Pei Yanli still couldn't resist.

He stretched out his legs.
Can't help but get closer,
The noisy sounds in the house suddenly disappeared, the orchestral music began to rise, and the people opposite him all stretched out their hands to him...

And just as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly felt a sharp pain somewhere behind him!

He looked back in surprise and found that it was the caramel-colored Qian San who burned his butt with a red-hot iron! !

Ji Nanxing just used his recently accumulated game points to redeem a bottle of adrenaline.

According to the tutorial used,
He gave Pei Yanli an injection in the butt.

When Pei Yanli regained consciousness, he happened to see Ji Nanxing pulling down his pants. His pale face flushed, "You..."

"You finally woke up."

Ji Nanxing rang the bell beside the bed and called the imperial physician who was guarding outside to come in, "The prince has woken up, come and take a look at his current physical condition."

The imperial doctors immediately began to feel the patient's pulse.
At this moment, Pei Yanli's attention was attracted by the surrounding decorations, "Is this the East Palace?"

"This is of course the East Palace."

Ji Nanxing nodded, then handed him a bottle of glucose, "The emperor is now unconscious, and you are the crown prince now. Hurry up and drink some electrolytes to replenish your nutrition, and you will inherit the throne tomorrow."

"what?"

During the short time that Pei Yanli was awake, he thought about many possible current situations, but he never thought that he would inherit the throne as soon as he woke up.

Although before he fell into a coma, Emperor Wenxuan was imprisoned and Pei Jingcheng was taken to prison, and the situation was very good. But there were still the Second Prince's followers outside, and the other ministers could not just stand by and watch Emperor Wenxuan being deprived of power, not to mention that he suddenly fell into a coma and lost the best opportunity, "Lord Zhaoyang, I'm afraid this is not appropriate?"

"Yeah."

Ji Nanxing thought he was talking about poor health, so he looked at the imperial physician and asked, "Is it really that bad?" The imperial physician knelt down beside him and said, "Your Highness will inherit the throne, it is destiny."

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"Although the prince is ill, there is no need to stand up for the ceremony. It is totally fine if we simplify it!"

The doctors were too active.
They even gave suggestions on what the Ministry of Rites should do.

Pei Yanli looked at Ji Nanxing silently, thinking that she was forcing them to say that.

Actually,
The imperial doctors are speaking the truth!
Since the female emperor took office, in the short two months, even the eunuchs have to write management reports and work summaries. The Imperial Hospital is even busier, and that Ke Pi Ai is like a huge rock pressing down on them.

I don’t know what the attitude of other ministers is.

But in their Imperial Hospital, Prince Zhongxiao is more respected and loved than ever before. If the queen is really willing to give up power and let the imperial power return to the hands of the royal family, it will be a cause for celebration for all!
Ji Nanxing did not block the news that Pei Yanli had woken up.

When the other ministers knew about it,
She was impatiently asking the Ministry of Rites to prepare for the coronation ceremony.

Even after Pei Yanli had just rested for a day after waking up, she started letting him go to work while sick in bed.

“Let me tell you about the current situation.

1. I haven’t dealt with the emperor and your brothers yet, so what’s left for you…

2. Your current approval rating in the previous government is 36%, which is very low. I have prepared a list of high-risk people for you. Please refer to the list and handle it yourself. …

Oh, your army has arrived.

Someone has support.

You handle it boldly.

3. Although General Li Zhao's family is in the camp of the eldest prince, you should not move. I invested in Li Jing'er, so I will use some connections for them.

4.…”

Ji Nanxing finished talking about the important news he had presented, and then looked at Pei Yanli who was half-sitting on the bed, "Did you understand? Do you have any questions?"

The Sweet King was holding the sweet water that Zhaoyang Jun bought for him at the moment. He was told that it was something that supplemented vitamins and trace elements, and he shook his head.

But he quickly nodded.

"There is still a problem, Anan, why are you helping me like this?"

He looked at Ji Nanxing,
There was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

No one would provide benefits to another person for no reason, unless...

"Because you are destined to be the next emperor. You must be the next emperor."

Ji Nanxing thought he was too timid, and patted his shoulder encouragingly, "Don't be afraid, I'll back you up, and no one can take that position away from you."

Pei Yanli: ...

Who would believe such an absurd prophecy!
He silently turned his head to the other side, unwilling to continue talking to her.

Seeing him like this, Ji Nanxing thought he was going to sleep again. So she turned around and started to deal with the memorials on the table opposite her. She didn't notice that when she turned around, Pei Yanli, who she thought was asleep, was now looking at her with his eyes wide open, quietly.

There were so many memorials that they were about to overwhelm her.

Pei Yanli's confusion was about to overwhelm him.

Why on earth would she give the throne to him?

"If you want to ascend the throne, you can do so directly. Let Emperor Wenxuan write a letter of abdication, and there is no need to use the emperor to control the princes."

His voice came lightly and was very obvious in the palace where only two people were present.

Ji Nanxing paused while reviewing the memorials, then threw a letter that was placed aside to him, "Don't let your imagination run wild. The Three Kingdoms of Qi, Yan, and Xia..."

(End of this chapter)