The emperor's straightforward words made Leng Yu stunned for a moment, and Luo Lan also frowned and looked at Leng Yu. They never expected that the emperor would think of passing the throne directly to Leng Yu.
Seeing that the two of them didn't react, the emperor sighed and said:
"I know you're angry, but for the sake of the Daning Kingdom, I hope you can put aside your past grudges. Your other three brothers aren't strong enough to hold up this kingdom. I'm really afraid... I'm really afraid that after I'm gone, this kingdom our ancestors built will be handed over to someone else."
At this point, the emperor's eyes became red, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and he looked as if he was out of breath.
Leng Yu wanted to stand up and pat his back, but his legs were uncontrollable and he remained kneeling there. Perhaps psychologically, he couldn't get too close to his father.
After a breath, the emperor turned his gaze to Luo Lan and continued:
"Princess Yu, I know that you have made an indelible contribution to Yu'er's success today. Although I once had doubts about you, you have proven with your actions that marrying Yu'er would not be profitable. Therefore, even if there are ten thousand unsolved mysteries about you, I will not pursue them any further. I only hope that after I am gone, you can work with your father to assist Yu'er and help him secure the throne. More importantly, in the future...if Yu'er has murderous intentions towards his three royal brothers, you must persuade him not to let them kill each other. After all, they are brothers."
When he said this, a dim and regretful look suddenly appeared in the emperor's eyes. Perhaps he was thinking of his brother, Leng Zi'an, the Prince of Zhennan, who was forced away by him!
Luo Lan raised his eyes to glance at the emperor, frowned and said sadly:
"Your Majesty, rest assured. If that day ever comes, I will do my utmost to assist Leng Yu. However, I feel that Your Majesty's illness is not yet incurable. Would it be convenient for you to let me take a look at you?"
Hearing her say this, the emperor smiled with relief, "I'm very happy that you can say this. I thought you and Yu'er would hate me and hope to see me die soon."
Leng Yu hurriedly replied:
"Your Highness and I dare not. Although the imperial physicians are helpless to treat your father's illness, your Highness feels it is best to let your Highness examine you. Your Highness is not yet ready to take over the throne. You still need to protect the Daning Kingdom by yourself."
A clear look suddenly appeared in the emperor's eyes, and then disappeared.
He raised his hand gloomily, "Forget it. My illness has been going on for a long time. Now it's terminal and there's no chance of recovery. Don't waste your time. I miss Yu'er too. It's time to go and reunite with her. When you go back, don't make this public yet. Find an opportunity to have Liu Dechang and several other ministers in the court impeach Leng Yunyi. Then I can legitimately depose him from the throne of Crown Prince."
Luo Lan suddenly felt that the emperor in front of him had changed, become sober, became enlightened, and no longer suspicious.
At this moment, he suddenly covered his stomach, an ugly expression appeared on his face, and he pointed outside and said:
"Liu Xi, come in..."
Seeing this, Liu Xi, who had been waiting outside, hurried in with small steps. He came to the dragon bed, bent down to help the emperor up, and walked towards the back hall together.
Seeing the emperor holding his stomach with a look of despair, Leng Yu looked at Luo Lan and said softly:
"My dear, I never thought Father would be so seriously ill. But if he had dysentery, why couldn't he be cured after so long? Could he have contracted some incurable disease?"
Luo Lan frowned, and stood up with the help of Leng Yu, and said solemnly:
"I suspect he has more than just dysentery, but he won't let me feel his pulse, so I can't confirm the diagnosis and what exactly he has."
While the two were talking in low voices, the emperor covered his stomach with his hands, half bent over, and was supported by Liu Xi as he returned to the dragon couch. He held on to the edge of the bed with difficulty, and with the support of Liu Xi, he lay down directly.
Looking at his haggard appearance like an old man, Leng Yu suddenly felt a little sad.
The brave man who once led him to the battlefield was now like a wilted rooster, without any life at all, and even had difficulty speaking.
After settling the emperor down, Liu Xi sighed deeply.
"Alas, the Emperor has a stomachache and wants to go to the toilet, but he can't defecate. He doesn't even eat, so how can he defecate?"
Luo Lan glanced at the emperor lying on the bed and asked Liu Xi:
"Your Majesty, is he refusing to eat because he suffers from severe diarrhea after eating?"
Hearing her ask this, Liu Xi nodded heavily.
"Yes, it wasn't that serious before. The Emperor could still eat normally, but he defecated more frequently than the average person and often retched. The imperial physician's prescriptions and treatments didn't work, but recently, the Emperor has been craving the toilet after eating, and his bowel movements are not clean. Sometimes, his stool is still watery, so the Emperor refuses to eat. Look, he hasn't eaten normally for three days. This old servant is really worried... really worried..."
At this point, Liu Xi suddenly wiped away his tears. Luo Lan glanced at the emperor lying on the bed, half asleep, and whispered to Leng Yu:
"My dear, I think judging from the emperor's symptoms, he doesn't have dysentery, but intestinal wind, a chronic disease. If we continue to treat it as dysentery, I'm afraid not only will it not be cured, but it will also delay the treatment."
Leng Yu hurriedly asked, "What should we do then?"
"First, convince him to let me take his pulse to determine the cause of his illness, and then treat him accordingly."
Leng Yu pursed his lips and nodded, then walked to the dragon bed with a serious expression. He whispered to the emperor, who was curled up with his hands covering his stomach:
"Father, did you hear what Lan'er said? The symptoms she described are very similar to yours. Why not let her take your pulse? Even if she can't cure you, it can at least alleviate your pain."
Perhaps because of the stomachache, the emperor's face was twisted into a ball. He exhaled and said slowly:
"No need. I know I'm dying. Hurry up... hurry back and do what I say. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be too late."
Seeing that he could not persuade the emperor, Leng Yu had to turn around and shook his head helplessly at Luo Lan.
Seeing this, Luo Lan took two steps forward, took a deep breath, and said calmly:
"Your Majesty, there are probably few people in this world who want to die, right? Don't you really want to cherish the chance to live? Although I can't guarantee that I can cure you, I can guarantee that you will not suffer so much. I feel that since you are the emperor, even if you die, you must do so with dignity. I hope you will reconsider."
Luo Lan's words may have touched the emperor's heart. He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the golden silk bed curtains fluttering on the dragon bed, and murmured:
"I know I've done a lot of wrong things over the years, and God is punishing me. That's why I'm not afraid of death. After I die, I can reunite with Yu'er, which is not a bad thing."
"But are you safe to go now? As you just said, the Daning Kingdom is still unstable, and Leng Yu's injuries haven't healed yet. How can he hold up this country? If you go like this, aren't you afraid that your sons will fight over your throne?"
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