"I'll write it now..."
Ming Chengnian took the imperial edict, brush and jade seal.
Emperor Beichen struggled to sit up, wrote on the imperial edict, and stamped it after finishing.
"Saint Maiden... the imperial edict has been written..."
Ming Chengnian took it and gave it to An Li. An Li took a look and found nothing wrong with it.
He put it away and nodded to Ming Chengnian.
"Father, this is a miracle drug..."
Ming Chengnian took out a small vitality pill, but before he could finish his words, Emperor Beichen snatched it away and swallowed it.
Within a few breaths, the complexion turned visibly red.
Emperor Beichen felt the vitality in his body and laughed heartily.
He doesn't have to die!
"Thank you, Saint, thank you, Saint."
The emperor was so excited that he kowtowed on the dragon bed to express his gratitude.
An Li smiled sarcastically. She asked Xinbao for this little vitality pill. After applying the medicine on it, the patient could live for at most half a year.
During the past six months, my memory has also declined a lot.
at last.
Died in pain from vomiting blood.
Even if you take a magic medicine, it won't change the appearance of death.
"Emperor Beichen is polite."
An Li was too lazy to talk to him and walked out.
Now that I have the imperial edict, I am no longer afraid even if my identity is exposed.
"Father, I will not disturb your rest for now."
Ming Chengnian bowed and said.
Just as he was about to turn around and follow him out, Emperor Beichen called him.
This was the first time in thirty years that I took a closer look at my son.
Guilt flashed in his eyes, "Chengnian, I have neglected you all these years."
"Do you blame me?"
Ming Chengnian was calm, he had figured it out in the afternoon.
"Father, I have no grievances."
After saying this, there was no second sentence.
The father and son looked at each other, neither of them knowing what to say, like a pair of familiar strangers.
Emperor Beichen sighed, waved his hand, and let Ming Chengnian go out.
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