Miss arrogant straw bag

Chapter 2146
"You sent the evil emperor out on purpose, didn't you just want to ask about my situation?" Wu Siyuan asked directly without shyness at all.

He has the best right to know about his situation.

Wei Zeqing lowered his head in silence, the meaning was already obvious.

"What did the evil emperor say?" Wu Siyuan asked calmly, as if he was not the one who was terminally ill.

"The evil emperor said... that the old man Baicao will develop the antidote well, because he is afraid, afraid that the toxin has already penetrated into the bone marrow and there is no way to remove it." Wei Zeqing said tremblingly.

"That means there is still a little time?" Wu Siyuan twitched the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a low voice, "As long as there is still some time, there will be time."

"Your Majesty, you..." Wei Zeqing gasped and exclaimed.

"As long as you persist until Wu Sihang comes over, that's enough." Wu Siyuan said with a light sigh.

"Is Your Majesty still worried about Wu Sihang?" Wei Zeqing asked worriedly.

"Wait until he returns to the capital." Wu Siyuan slowly closed his eyes, "Since he wants the throne, he must explain it clearly."

Wei Zeqing exclaimed and asked, "Your Majesty, do you mean to give up the throne to the Ninth Prince?"

Wu Siyuan lay weary, and said slowly: "There is no one in the royal family of the Zixu Dynasty. It is good that the ninth brother is ambitious. He is more suitable for this position than me."

"But, Your Majesty, he sent someone to assassinate you!" Wei Zeqing said incredulously, "This assassination of the emperor is..."

"It doesn't matter." Wu Siyuan said indifferently, "As long as someone from the Wu family sits in this position, that's fine."

Wei Zeqing's complexion changed, he couldn't tell whether it was shock or anger, or something else.

But it's no wonder that Wei Zeqing reacted like this, how can an emperor want to pass the throne to his assassin?
"Your Majesty, think twice!" Wei Zeqing persuaded sadly.

"Zixu dynasty, how can there be no king for a day?" Wu Siyuan sighed helplessly, "After the ninth younger brother comes, I will tell the courtiers to accept him."

Speaking of this, Wu Siyuan himself laughed first, but his weak body no longer had much strength, and he just twitched the corners of his lips.

"Your Majesty, can the Ninth Prince know your painstaking efforts?" Wei Zeqing asked helplessly.

"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. He is of the royal blood after all...I can rest assured that the Zixu Dynasty is entrusted to him." Wu Siyuan's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he was completely exhausted.

Seeing this situation, Wei Zeqing could only retreat helplessly.

After an hour, a young eunuch came in and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

Wu Siyuan was in a drowsy sleep. Hearing this voice, he slowly took the little eunuch's hand and drank a bowl of bitter medicinal soup.

Just after drinking, he heard his personal eunuch rush in and asked, "Where are you eunuch from? Who let you in?"

"The servant is from the Imperial Hospital. When it's time for His Majesty to take medicine, if no one comes, the servant will send it here on his own initiative." The little eunuch said tremblingly.

"Okay, you go down." The eunuch next to him didn't notice any abnormality, so he didn't say anything.

After all, His Majesty ordered everyone to retreat just now, so as not to affect His Majesty's rest.

After the little eunuch left, the close eunuch called other eunuchs to investigate.

(End of this chapter)