Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 686 The Emperor's Dying Request

An imperial decree and a pair of hands weigh like a thousand catties.

Mo Zhanhua wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held by the emperor's withered hand.

"Ai Qing, I saved your life. You have guarded the country for me for ten years. I know that you have worked hard for the past ten years. I also know that you are tired. But I will not be here in the future. My son, I need you more—"

"Aiqing, promise me that I will protect my country for another ten years. After ten years, Jing'er will grow up. At that time, Jing'er will set you free—"

The emperor held on and finished speaking in one breath.

After the words fell, he leaned on Ma Jing, panting heavily.

Mo Zhanhua pulled his hand back and paused.

ten years--

To put it lightly, but how many decades in his life can he use to guard the country for him?

He has already missed the birth of his daughter, will he miss the second child?
"Your Majesty, my subject—" I really don't want to worry about it anymore.When the words came to his lips, but when he saw the anticipation in the eyes that had lost any luster, he still couldn't help himself.

The grace of saving lives is like rebuilding.

He understands.

Eyelids drooped, hiding the sadness in his eyes, and finally nodded, "I promise you."

A promise is as important as Mount Tai.

Finally, a satisfied smile appeared on the lifeless face of the emperor. He patted the things in his hand and withdrew his hand back.

As soon as his hand left, Ma Jing quickly pulled it back.

Only a bright yellow imperial decree remained in Mo Zhanhua's hands, and he was unable to withdraw his hands due to the pressure.

His eyes are heavy.

The emperor rested for a long time, and then said again: "Ai Qing, I have something to ask you."

"Your Majesty, tell me."

The emperor knocked his eyelids, as if deliberating the words in his mind.After a long time, he said slowly: "Now I only have two sons left. If one day Jian'er makes a big mistake, I ask Ai Qing to save his life no matter what."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Zhanhua's face changed drastically.

What Ma Jian did, not to mention protecting his life, he killed him thousands of times without thinking it was too much!
"Your Majesty, you know that he—"

Before he finished speaking, the emperor suddenly coughed violently, thick black blood was coughed up from his mouth, and spattered on the bed.

Ma Jing was terrified, and screamed loudly for the imperial doctor to come in quickly, but was stopped by the emperor.

The emperor raised his head wearily, his lips were stained with black blood, making him look even worse.

The begging look fell into Mo Zhanhua's eyes again, "Aiqing, after all, he is my son. I have already lost two sons, and I don't want to lose another one. Do you really have the heart to let me die with regret?"

"My lord, just promise the emperor." Ruijing was very anxious at the side.

Mo Zhanhua felt sad.

Your son son, other people's sons are not sons?Knowing that he was cruel and merciless, even his own father was poisoned and mutilated, and when he was dying, he still wanted to save his life!

What should he say?
What can he say?

"Aiqing—" the emperor held his last breath, waiting for his reply.

He didn't answer, he dared not close his eyes.

Mo Zhanhua stared at the emperor with dark eyes.

He doesn't want to agree!

"Ai Qing, this is the only time I beg you in this life. I entrust my son, my country, to you." The emperor spoke intermittently, his voice became softer and softer, and finally, he could not even hear clearly. What is he saying.

Mo Zhanhua only heard that he said that he entrusted Jiang Shan and his son to himself.

Closing his eyes, he finally nodded.

"I promise you that I will protect his life." It's just a life!

(End of this chapter)