"Dead?" Ye Lisheng asked, raising his voice.
Eunuch Song dared not look him in the eye, nodded heavily, sighed and said, "Your Majesty, the Prince of Anyang was seriously injured by a stab and was recuperating at an inn when someone set it on fire."
“The Prince of Anyang died in the fire.”
Eunuch Song choked up as he recounted the story, his eyes already blurred with tears.
Ye Liming stood up and staggered down, his feet feeling like they were walking on cotton. If Su Wan'er hadn't been supporting him, he probably would have fallen to the ground long ago.
"Is this really true?" he asked again, somewhat incredulously, hoping to hear something different from what he said!
"Your Majesty, it is absolutely true!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bright yellow figure fell to the ground in front of him.
Everyone was so frightened that they knelt down and helped him up, saying, "Your Majesty, please take care of your health."
A tear rolled down Su Wan'er's cheek as she said with great heartache, "Your Majesty, you must take care of your health. You must not harm yourself at this time."
Ye Liming looked up at Su Wan'er. Some silver strands had grown at her temples, and her eyes were filled with sorrow.
"My beloved consort, although I do not like him, he is still my child."
How could I not be saddened by his passing?
How can I not be sad?
"I am getting old, and someone must eventually inherit this throne."
“Prince Yu is indecisive and lacks strategic thinking, and the sixth prince has never been interested in court affairs.”
“The Prince of Anyang is too violent, so I had no choice but to come up with the idea of seeking talented people from all over the world.”
Suddenly, he looked at Su Wan'er's belly and said with longing, "If you give birth to her, she will definitely be outstanding."
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