The emperor's face was twitching, saliva was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his hands and feet were shaking, but he was conscious.

He was happy to see King Chen coming.

But he couldn't express himself, and could only mumble indistinctly:

“Uh…uh…”

When Zong Zhengchen saw this, he felt a slight pain between his brows.

Since he was young, his father has favored him, spoiled him and indulged him. In his eyes, his father has always been a majestic, tall and dignified image.

He felt indescribable feelings when he suddenly became like this.

"It can be cured. Don't worry. It's just a matter of time. First, catch Wu Nu and find out what they did to the emperor. Then prescribe the right medicine." Qin Ye comforted him.

Zong Zhengchen pursed his thin lips and forced out a hint of emotion, "I believe in your medical skills."

At this time, the emperor saw Qin Jiaojiao standing at the door, and Zong Zheng Ziye in her arms, and his eyes widened instantly:

"Well!"

His emotions suddenly became agitated, his body began to tremble violently, and he tried desperately to stand up, but fell to the ground convulsing.

"Father!"

"emperor!"

Qin Ye and Zong Zhengchen worked together and quickly helped him up.

"Well!"

The emperor squinted his eyes and stared at the mother and daughter at the door. The corners of his crooked mouth moved desperately, saliva flowed, but he could not utter a complete word:

"Ah-uh! Uh-uh!"

He was shaking like a sieve.

Qin Jiaojiao noticed it and subconsciously hugged Zong Zheng Ziye tightly, turned up the swaddling clothes, covered Ziye's little face, and glared at the emperor coldly.

Nosy old thing!

So what if you knew the truth?

With your horrible appearance and unable to speak, you still want to tell Qin Ye the truth?

Even if she was holding the child and standing in front of Qin Ye, Qin Ye would not know that Zong Zheng Ziye was her son!

Do you really think this battle for power is over?

No.

Not even close.

This is just the beginning.

Qin Jiaojiao looked at Qin Ye's back meaningfully, hugged Zong Zheng Ziye, quietly left the room, turned around, with a cold and gloomy look in her eyes.

If you don't remove the roots of the grass, it will grow again in the spring breeze.

Qin Ye, you shouldn't let me go!

Since you have been soft-hearted, you have to pay for your actions!

"What's wrong with the emperor?" Qin Ye supported him, who was extremely excited, and looked towards the door in the direction of his gaze.

Qin Jiaojiao, who was here just now, is gone now.

"I have sent someone to follow her. She is isolated and helpless in the palace and can't cause any trouble." Zong Zhengchen said.

He thought that the emperor saw Qin Jiaojiao, thought of Prince Li, and was angry about what Prince Li had done, which was why he was so furious.

He patted the emperor on the shoulder and said:

"Father, the matter is over. Zong Zhengli's conspiracy was exposed and he has evil ambitions. You once said that you don't want brothers to kill each other. I will not kill him, but just imprison him in the Heavenly Prison. When you are well again, you can decide his fate."

"Well!"

The emperor still stared with his eyes wide open, twisting his head desperately, and pointed to the door with trembling hands, mumbling incoherently.

"Well--"

He had suffered a stroke and no one could understand what he was trying to say.

I guess only he himself understands what he wants to express.

What he wanted to say was, kid...

He watched helplessly as Zong Zheng Ziye appeared before his eyes and was taken away. The truth was so close to him that he could tell it by just opening his mouth, but he was powerless to do anything.

He heard the child crying.

He saw that the night sky was covered with dark clouds. After the drizzle, an even larger dark cloud enveloped the sky above the palace, pressing down heavily, as if silently announcing that things were not over yet.

The clouds from the stream begin to rise as the sun sets in the pavilion; the mountain rain is about to come as the wind fills the building.

A bigger storm is brewing.

He wanted to remind him, but he was powerless. He was so angry that he spat out blood and fainted.