Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

"You also said that you would take me with you..."

......

"You are the emperor, you can't go back on your word."

Liu Yue just kept murmuring like this.

Just like that, an hour passed.

Zhu Youxiao's consciousness gradually regained consciousness.

In the mist, he seemed to hear Liu Yue's sad voice coming faintly from a distance.

The sound is getting closer and clearer.

Immediately afterwards, waves of stabbing pain came from all over the body.

"Hmm!"

He couldn't help but let out a low cry, struggled a bit, and slowly opened his eyes.

Liu Yue, with red eyes, stared at him in disbelief.

"Yue'er, I..."

He tried very hard to squeeze out a few soft words, but Liu Yue had already thrown herself on his chest, howling.

"His Majesty!!!"

Wei Zhongxian and You Tong, who were guarding outside the door, thought something bad had happened when they heard her scream, and were so frightened that their souls almost flew away.

Wei Zhongxian quickly pushed the door open and shouted, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Yutong ran in and burst into tears, "Your Majesty, please don't abandon me!

Zhu Youxiao was in pain all over and felt weak at the moment, but when he heard the two guys' screams and howls, he still tried his best to roll his eyes.

When the two met the pair of white eyes, there was no fear at all, and their sadness turned into joy immediately.

"Hahaha! The Emperor is awake! The Emperor is awake!"

Yutong fell to his knees and cried with joy: "Long live the emperor!"

"Well, your Majesty has just woken up and needs to rest. You can leave and go get the teacher."

After hearing Liu Yue's instructions, the two of them nodded and happily jumped out of the dormitory.

Soon, Wu Youxing arrived and after a check-up, he said that his life was no longer in danger, but his body was too weak and he would need several months of recuperation before he could fully recover.

Liu Yue was very happy to hear that. As long as His Majesty woke up, she would take care of him no matter how long it took him to recuperate.

Inside Changchun Palace, everyone had a happy look on their face.

Only Zhu Youxiao lay there in a daze, his heart filled with shock.

Nima!

Have I contracted the plague?

Feeling as if his body and head were being torn apart, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I will never be so reckless again.

If something happens to me, who will inherit the Ming Dynasty?

In terms of expanding territory, the Zhu family has many descendants, but none of them are reliable...

If we just keep the status quo...

Prince Xin Zhu Youjian and Prince Tang Zhu Youjian were barely adequate.

But how long can the Ming Dynasty last like that?

Zhu Youjian was a rebellious thing. According to official history, he never listened to a single word of the last words left to him by Emperor Tianqi.

So, Zhu Youjian?

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in Zhu Youxiao's eyes.

He seemed to have thought of something.

Chapter 403 I...I don't have much time...

Zhu Youxiao suddenly came up with an idea.

"Wu..."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be choked. He could only bubble out but no sound came out, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"His Majesty!"

Liu Yue quickly wiped the foam from the corners of his mouth, and tears kept falling.

Zhu Youxiao felt like he had traveled through time again. His consciousness was extremely clear, but his brain couldn't control his body, so he felt uncomfortable.

"You go out first. I will give His Majesty another thorough examination."

Wu Youxing seemed to have noticed something and sent Liu Yue away.

Liu Yue looked at him reluctantly, the corners of his mouth still twitching, and felt very distressed, but she had no choice but to retreat and close the door.

After she left, Wu Youxing immediately took out silver needles and inserted them into Zhu Youxiao's Dicang, Yifeng and Qianzheng points.

Soon, Zhu Youxiao felt a hot air rushing out of his throat, and his throat began to itch.

"Cough cough cough..."

Wu Youxing helped him up and brought him the spittoon.

After a violent cough, Zhu Youxiao finally felt a little better.

Although physical activities were still strenuous, my throat was finally refreshed.

"Your Majesty was unable to speak before, but it was just because of the accumulation of pestilence and the blockage of the acupoints."

After Wu Youxing finished explaining, he asked in confusion: "Your Majesty was calling me just now?"

"Well, I want to ask you, what is my physical condition? I just feel pain all over my body and can't move."

"Your Majesty, the pain is the body's process of eliminating pestilence. As long as you take medicine for a few more days, your Majesty's body should be fine."

"It will probably take several months to fully recover."

When Zhu Youxiao heard what he said, he did not show any happiness at all, but frowned and said.

"No, no, no, I feel like I'm about to die..."

Wu Youxing smiled slightly and explained confidently.

"Your Majesty, these are just illusions."

"Your dragon body is strong to begin with. It's only because you were overworked that the pestilence took advantage of you."

"In my life, I have seen many people infected with diseases. People like you can recover in half a month at most."

He thought these words would reassure Zhu Youxiao, but he ended up staring at him and emphasizing with a meaningful look on his face.

"I said, I feel like I'm about to die!"

"But we can still save them for a month or so."

"You, understand what I mean?"

Wu Youxing was stunned: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

Zhu Youxiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at him with a smile: "Literally!"

Wu Youxing felt like his CPU was about to burn out, and he didn't understand what this literal meaning meant.

I stood there pondering for a long time before I suddenly realized.

"Your Majesty, do you want others to think that you are dying?"

"That's right! This is top secret, only you and I know about it."

"The minister obeys the order!"

......

Quarter of an hour later, Wu Youxing pushed open the door of the bedroom, sweating profusely.

Liu Yue was waiting outside anxiously. After all, she saw that Zhu Youxiao was not in a very good condition just now.

"Teacher, is His Majesty feeling better?"

Wu Youxing sighed and closed the door.

Then he lowered his voice and said to Liu Yue.

"Oh... I was wrong just now. Your Majesty is in a very bad condition now. I'm afraid..."

"Afraid of what? Teacher, please tell me quickly!" Liu Yue became more and more anxious as she listened.

Wei Zhongxian and You Tong, who were standing on both sides, also pricked up their ears nervously and listened carefully.

Wu Youxing's expression became even more solemn. He took another step forward and lowered his voice even lower, as if he was afraid that the emperor in the bedroom would hear it.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's just a last gasp now."

The three of them were shocked when they heard this!

"Do not!!!"

Liu Yue couldn't stop shaking her head. She couldn't accept this conclusion.

Wei Zhongxian angrily grabbed Wu Youxing by the collar and said, "You old thief! How dare you disrespect the emperor! You are a traitor and your entire clan should be executed!"

Yutong collapsed to the ground and murmured, "No, no, long live the emperor! He will definitely live for ten thousand years!"

"Otomoan...Otomoannnn..."

Just as there was chaos outside the door, Zhu Youxiao's voice was heard, and it came with a tremolo effect of painful groaning.

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhongxian quickly let go of Wu Youxing and crawled to Zhu Youxiao's bed.

The other two followed in and knelt in front of the bed.

Liu Yue saw that Zhu Youxiao's expression was indeed a little worse than before, and she couldn't help but cry out sadly: "Your Majesty!"

Yutong felt like his heart was bleeding: "Your Majesty!"

"Big...Ann..."

Zhu Youxiao groaned and tried to raise his hands, but he had no strength and his hands shook violently.

Wu Youxing stood behind, bowed his head and said nothing.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that His Majesty's acting skills have reached perfection!

However, Zhu Youxiao was not acting. He was completely exhausted and could only speak fluently, as his hands really could not exert any strength.

"Your Majesty..." Liu Yue's heart broke when she saw him like this.

Wei Zhongxian quickly crawled forward, held Zhu Youxiao's trembling hand in his arms, his eyes full of tears.

"Your Majesty, I am here! I am here! You should have a good rest, and you will definitely get better!"

"Proposed...proposed decree ii..."

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly took out the blank imperial edict and pen case from his body.

"Your Majesty, please tell me, I will draft an edict for you right now."

"I... Tiantian Emperor... Zhu... Youxiao, I went to Shanxi to provide disaster relief... Unfortunately, I was infected with the disease... My illness is getting worse... I won't live long."

When the three heard this, they couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"His Majesty!!!"

"For the sake of my... the stability of the Ming Dynasty, I specially... specially summon... the princes... the ministers... and the Ministry of War... to come... I have selected the wise and capable to entrust the country... "

Even Wu Youxing was moved by these words.

Liu Yue was already crying so hard that she could no longer hold back her tears: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! You will definitely get better soon!"

"Wu Youxing! Aren't you a miracle doctor? Hurry! Cure His Majesty!"