Oh, maybe he is confused because of illness.
Eleventh brother deliberately mentioned these things in front of him, just to make him die uneasy.
He heard again in this life that the old man was seriously ill. Although the time was not right, he still couldn't help but come in person to find out what was going on.
Looking at his father's expression, even though he was not a doctor, he knew that his father was probably pretending.
"You guys step aside first. I have something to say to my father."
"Your Highness!" The kneeling imperial physicians and eunuchs refused to give in, fearing that something unexpected would happen. Losing their heads was a small matter; they were afraid of the disaster of having their property confiscated and their ancestors exterminated.
"Back off!" The prince's aura spread out, and several people dared not breathe, but they also did not dare to give in.
"Step back." The old emperor on the dragon bed opened his eyes at this time.
After receiving the imperial edict, the outsiders dispersed, leaving the most noble father and son in the world staring at each other for a long time.
"Your Majesty, you shouldn't treat your own body as a joke." The prince saw through the emperor's trick of feigning illness at a glance.
"My health is indeed not as good as before."
"Father, the Emperor pretends to be seriously ill and doesn't see anyone. What does he want to do? Does he want to see your brothers collude with your ministers and turn against each other? Fratricide?"
"Unfilial son, what are you talking about!"
"Humph, isn't that what you were planning? You're using that dragon throne you're sitting on to hang us all in suspense, planting seeds of suspicion in our hearts, and occasionally using words to sow discord, making everyone harbor their own ulterior motives.
Now that you're seriously ill, you won't allow anyone to visit you. What do you want to do? Do you want one of us to lead an army in rebellion and kill you before you feel satisfied?"
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