Chapter 419 Ascension
"Father!" Nan Fengyu panicked and hurriedly supported the old emperor.
At this juncture, you can't let down your guard!
The old emperor was in very poor health, so Master Jianggu was always waiting in the corner. When he saw the emperor fall down, he quickly came up.
Jiang Lin was carrying a medicine box behind him and waving at Lu Chaochao.
After taking the emperor's pulse, Master Jianggu frowned.
"Your Majesty is in poor health and cannot wait any longer. We have to find the elves as soon as we finish the matter. Your Majesty's pulse is... strange..." Valley Master Jiang always felt that something was strange.
He had been taking the emperor's pulse these days, but he was always a little confused.
"What's wrong with your majesty?" Nan Fengyu's eyelids trembled slightly. She poisoned the emperor with something from the divine realm, and it was impossible for mortal doctors to detect it.
Master Jianggu frowned.
"Your Majesty is already at the end of his rope. Normally, a dying person would be in a very bad condition. But Your Majesty has been able to eat and drink. He can also often go to the court to preside over the overall situation."
Nan Fengyu nodded. Not only that, even when she poisoned him, the old emperor seemed to have taken it upon himself.
"That's because, behind His Majesty's exhausted pulse, there is still an inexplicable vitality supporting him."
“Makes him look like he’s in great shape.”
"Just now, that vitality suddenly disappeared." Valley Master Jiang was very surprised. That vitality came inexplicably and disappeared inexplicably.
He went home to look up medical knowledge during this period, but he still couldn't find any clues.
"Angina pectoris..." The old emperor spoke extremely weakly. His mouth, which was rosy just now, was now dry and white.
In fact, he could also feel an inexplicable force supporting him in his body.
But now, I can't feel it anymore.
The old emperor was terrified.
He held Jiang Guzhu's hand tightly with such force that even his nails turned white. The pinch made Master Jianggu feel painful.
"Master Jiang... Master Jiang, save, save me..." The old emperor didn't even have the strength to speak, with big drops of cold sweat sliding down his forehead.
Even Xu Shiyun couldn't help but frown: "Why is he suddenly in such a bad state?"
Before, when Valley Master Jiang said he only had seven days to live, Xu Shiyun didn’t believe it.
He looks so good.
He doesn't look at all like an elderly person who has been ill for a long time and is about to die.
But now…
He seemed like he would die at any moment.
Lu Chaochao covered his mouth, chewed quickly, and said vaguely: "Maybe I have done too many sins."
"Your Majesty, please let me go for now. I will give you acupuncture to temporarily save your heart pulse and help you get through today." Master Jianggu was helpless and had to speak to appease the old emperor.
The old emperor's heart was beating so hard that he felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.
There is a sense of impending death between every breath.
He truly felt the breath of death.
What the hell is going on! !
Master Jianggu inherited his medical skills from the divine world, and his use of golden needles is superb. A few quick injections stabilized the old emperor's heart pulse and made him less panicked.
But his expression was still ugly.
"This is a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng. Your Majesty, please take a piece of it first. If you have a thousand-year-old ginseng, the effect will be better." Master Jiang instructed seriously.
"I'll send someone to look for him tomorrow." The old emperor looked weak and couldn't even lift his hands.
Everyone helped him to stand up and he barely sat on the dragon throne.
The old emperor had a dazed look in his eyes and raised his hand to touch his chest. It felt empty, as if something was missing.
A breeze blew by, picking up the marriage certificate on the ground and flying to who knows where.
The Queen was punished to reflect on her mistakes facing the wall, but today was a good day for Nan Zhiyi, and the old Emperor could not bear to offend her, so he allowed her to continue watching the ceremony.
The Imperial Master had finished reading the sacrificial words and turned around to wait for Nan Zhiyi.
Nan Zhiyi walked up to Nan Fengyu step by step, tears in her eyes, her eyes full of admiration: "My daughter bids farewell to my mother. May you take care of yourself. Yi'er will always be your child and will be watching over you in the God Realm. I will never forget your kindness in this life."
She spread her hands, knelt in front of Nan Fengyu, and touched her forehead to the ground.
“No, you’re about to return to the divine realm, how can you bow to me again?” Nan Fengyu wanted to help her up, but Nan Zhiyi shook her head and bowed solemnly three times.
"You are Yi'er's biological mother, how can I not pay my respects to you! The love between mother and daughter is something I will never forget."
Nan Fengyu had no choice but to agree with a smile, but she knew in her heart that this was to save her face in front of the emperor.
Even if Nan Zhiyi ascended to heaven, the old emperor would not dare to make things difficult for her mother who remained in the human world.
Sure enough, there was a hint of solemnity in the old emperor's eyes.
After Nan Zhiyi stood up, he came to the emperor and empress again.
"Grandfather, Grandmother, I don't know when I will be able to come back after I leave."
"But Yi'er is grateful for your care in the mortal world. Yi'er will definitely take the South Country as the most important thing. The rise and fall of the South Country depends on me. I will never forget it."
"Yier, you will always be the god of the South."
"It will definitely help the Southern Kingdom become stronger and become the number one country in the world."
"Grandfather, grandmother, you are the people closest to Yi'er. You must be well."
"Grandmother did something wrong and should be punished, but please don't hurt the decades-long relationship between you and your wife. I won't feel at ease even if Yi'er ascends to heaven."
The old emperor's hands were shaking with excitement, but his heart began to ache again. He had to suppress his excitement and said with tears in his eyes: "Okay, okay!"
“Good boy!”
"Grandfather Huang was not wrong about you."
"You are a good child. Take good care of yourself in the upper world..." The old emperor raised his hand, the back of his hand was so thin that only a layer of wrinkled skin remained.
"Having you is a blessing for the South."
"The Southern Kingdom has always been proud of you. After you ascend to heaven, the royal family tree will open a separate page for Yier. Let the world remember Yier's glory!" There was a hint of pride in the old emperor's expression.
Although he was not happy with Nan Fengyu's attack on him, she gave birth to a good daughter.
Nan Zhiyi kowtowed solemnly: "Yier, goodbye."
The Queen had already raised her hand to wipe her tears. Nan Fengyu stood beside her mother, supporting her, both of them with tears streaming down their faces.
Nan Mubai's eyes were red: "Sister, I can't bear to leave you."
He already knew that his sister was a goddess, and that they would have to part one day, but when the time finally came, he was still reluctant to let go.
"Be well in the God Realm. Come back if you feel wronged."
Nan Zhiyi said goodbye to his elder brother with a smile.
return? How could she come back!
The wind was rising and the clouds were surging. The sky and the earth were changing color. Nan Zhiyi's skirt was flying as she stood on the top of the platform.
He looks down upon the world with a bit of arrogance.
As soon as she raised her hand, the people started shouting like crazy.
"The goddess will always bless the world!"
"The goddess will always bless the world!"
"May the goddess bless the world forever!" The people began to cheer and shout wildly, their eyes gradually turning red.
"The goddess will definitely be able to ascend! The goddess will definitely be able to ascend!"
"Yier must succeed." The queen held the Buddhist beads in her hand and looked at her nervously.
He talks a lot of Buddhist words, but has a snake heart.
Nan Fengyu raised her chin slightly: "Don't worry, mother, Yi'er will succeed. She is a true goddess, and ascending to heaven is like going home for her."
How could she not know whether the divine bones she dug out herself were real or fake?
Yier has merged with the divine bones and has the aura of a true god. Even if the Immortal Lord is here, it would be difficult to tell the real from the fake!
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