He leaned down slightly and lay down next to Mu Xi in an awkward position, but he didn't feel that way. "We made a promise to protect the Five Continents together. How can you leave first? If you leave, no one in this world will praise me. Who will I be to prove myself as a wise ruler?"
He said a lot, but he never received a reply from Mu Xi.
He worked tirelessly for two days, without sleep, summoning renowned doctors from across the city to treat Mu Xi, but all they received was the same result—the Great General's time was drawing to a close.
At this moment, he finally realized that Mu Xi was about to leave him.
After a while, he suddenly got up, took the phoenix coronet and embroidered robe presented by the Ministry of Rites, and carefully dressed Mu Xi in them.
He gently supported her, and even though he had never done such a thing for anyone before, he did it with a sense of reverence.
He didn't wear a phoenix crown; he simply took the jade hairpin from his own head and put it on her head.
"Sister Xi, let me take you to see the imperial court."
The Emperor picked up Mu Xi and walked outside.
The head eunuch waited at the door, and seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He wanted to go forward and help, but the emperor didn't give anyone the chance.
On this day, everyone in the palace knew that the Emperor carried the seriously ill General from Xingfeng Palace to Fengtian Hall.
He walked through the magnificent imperial court and stepped onto the supreme throne, the dragon throne.
He placed Mu Xi on the dragon throne!
The head eunuch's heart nearly jumped out of his chest when he saw this! This... how could this be allowed to happen!
However, having watched the emperor grow up, he couldn't bear to see him so heartbroken, so he hurriedly dismissed all the servants, leaving only himself to guard the door.
The emperor also sat on the dragon throne, and he gently put his arm around Mu Xi's shoulder.
"Sister Xi, why don't you open your eyes and take a look at my court?"
“Every single day, I have to start from here. Do you know how lonely this position is? If you marry me and become my queen, you can sit beside me. I don’t know when it started, but I’ve been waiting for you to come back with this thought in mind.”
"Ah, but why, why doesn't God grant my wish, and why don't you grant my wish either?"
His smile was bleak.
A once spirited emperor suddenly seemed like an ordinary person, full of weaknesses and easily defeated.
He was lost in thought, or perhaps he wasn't thinking about anything at all.
After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, a faint sound, as if it would dissipate with a gust of wind, rang out in the quiet air.
"Ziyan."
The Emperor was taken aback. He immediately turned to look at Mu Xi and excitedly replied, "I'm here, Sister Xi, I'm right beside you!"
Mu Xi slightly opened her eyes. She looked at the Emperor, the Emperor she had watched grow up, who now seemed like a child, tense and sorrowful.
His sadness was written so clearly on his face that it was hard for her to ignore it.
Mu Xi laboriously raised her hand and touched his cheek.
The emperor suddenly grabbed her hand, as if he didn't want to let go, and pressed it tightly against his face.
"Ziyan, my time is almost up," Mu Xi said.
The Emperor roared, "Impossible! Sister Xi, you're just sick. You'll be fine after a good night's sleep."
"Ziyan, don't argue with me, listen to me." Mu Xi's voice was soft. If the Emperor insisted on interrupting her, she would not have the strength to argue.
The Emperor immediately lowered his voice, "Sister Xi, please don't say anything discouraging, I'm begging you..."
Mu Xi smiled, her pale face radiating composure. "Why are you having such wild ideas again? No one can decide these things."
"I just want to tell you not to blame yourself. I'm leaving, but nothing will change in the world. It will become stronger and more prosperous, and there will be peace for all time."
"But what about me?!" His body trembled slightly.
Mu Xi replied, "You will also become more outstanding, helping me to watch over this world and see it get better and better."
"No, Sister Xi, I beg you... Tell me now, is this a setup, a fake? How can I make you feel better? Even if... even if you don't become my empress, even if I take back the imperial decree... I will listen to you."
Mu Xi blinked wearily. "Zi Yan, what's done is done... You did nothing wrong, I have kept my promise."
She refused to mention whether or not she had taken poison; there was no point in bringing it up at this point.
Even if Ziyan is as clever as he is, he might believe me now, but he will eventually become suspicious and leave anyway, so there's no point in saying anything more.
"No, you didn't do it! You said you would help me protect this country!"
Mu Xi smiled and said, "No, that's not what I said... I haven't forgotten that back then, right behind this dragon throne, I made a pinky promise with you: you would be a wise ruler, understanding the people and appointing virtuous ministers, and I would be your arrows, helping you to repel foreign enemies."
"Now I've done it. Even if I die, I can go to see my godfather with dignity."
The Emperor leaned his head slightly against Mu Xi's shoulder, a low moan escaping his throat like that of a trapped beast, "Sister Xi, do you still remember..."
"But...why do you make me sad at a time like this...you arrow, would rather break than be the empress?"
Mu Xi replied, "Zi Yan, my feelings for you are like those for my own younger brother. How could I possibly become your empress?"
"Why... I don't want to hear it."
He simply couldn't accept that Mu Xi had no feelings for him whatsoever.
Mu Xi's hands gradually weakened. She opened her eyes, looked carefully at the Emperor, and gave his final instructions:
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