auspicious time has come

Chapter 232 Can You Forgive Me?

The door of the tea room was opened by a servant from the inside, the shopkeeper walked in, bowed his hands to the young man lying on the Arhat bed with his eyes closed, and saluted: "Master, Mrs. Ji just came here."

"I heard it." Yan Min closed his eyes and said slowly: "Mrs. Xiao is going to have a funeral today, and she guessed that I was here to watch the excitement. Those words were just for me to hear."

The shopkeeper suddenly said: "It's no wonder..."

Yan Ming slowly opened his eyes, with deep thoughts in his eyes: "This little Seventeen...isn't he really helping Xiao Jie trick me into showing up?"

In the letter to him earlier, the connection between him and the Shi family was revealed...

He also said that there were other unknown inside stories about the Shi family back then, and he wanted to tell him in detail face to face-he was skeptical about this.

For a person like Xiao Mu, if he wants to find out his life experience and experience, it is not difficult, and it may not be that he is using this as bait and has other plans.

But what Xiao Shiqi said today...

Today, Xiao Hou lost his mother, and the court is still vacillating whether to deal with Jia Que, under such a situation that the whole body is affected...

Yan Ming hesitated, and slowly sat up straight.

Right now is not the most suitable time in his eyes. Judging from the experience of dealing with him last time, Xiao Mu is extremely stubborn. It is not appropriate for him to show up rashly to negotiate with him again.

but……

Yan Ming slowly frowned as the girl's seemingly pointed words echoed in his mind, and his mind was a little confused for a while.

What is "I am afraid that it will be too late to regret in the future"?
Right now everything is under his control, what can he regret?

"Boss, do you still wait half a month before replying?" the shopkeeper asked tentatively.

Yan Ming nodded subconsciously.

The shopkeeper cupped his hands, and when he was about to step back, he suddenly heard him say: "Wait—"

The shopkeeper looked over.

"Three days later." Yan Ming said: "Three days later, ask her to meet here."

Although it was earlier than planned, three days was enough to prepare for it.

Yan Ming looked at the pine tree under the window.

He was still willing to believe a thing or two about Xiao Shiqi's words.

……

It was night, the emperor suddenly fainted due to an emergency, and after barely waking up, he was almost unaware of his personnel. The medical officers knelt down on the ground, all of them panicked.

"Medical officer Qin—" the crown prince looked at the leading medical officer: "You are the most experienced medical officer in the palace, tell me the truth, father's body is..."

Doctor Qin kowtowed his head even lower, his forehead touched the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty... is on his deathbed."

The prince's eyes trembled when he heard this.

"The minister is incompetent!"

All the medical officers pleaded guilty in unison.

All the maids and eunuchs in the palace had earthy faces, and they knelt down one after another with their heads bowed.

The prince turned his head to look at the emperor on the bed, his eyes were reddish and he said: "Eunuch Liu—"

Liu Qian, the eunuch in charge, stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Please give orders, Your Highness."

"Call the kings into the palace..."

"Yes."

"There is also the eldest princess's mansion—" the prince said hoarsely: "At the teacher's mansion, I will also ask someone to go there. If the teacher can still come, I will order someone to prepare a sedan chair to take her into the palace."

Liu Qian responded one by one.

On the dragon couch, the scrawny emperor opened his mouth and made a muffled sound intermittently.

The prince approached, knelt down under the couch, and listened intently: "Father..."

The emperor turned his head to look at him with difficulty, his slightly crooked mouth moved, trying to say something, but he could only make a sound of "ah, ah".

"Medical Officer Qin." The prince immediately called Medical Officer Qin to come forward: "Father seems to have something to say, is there any way to help him speak?"

Some time ago, the emperor had a stroke, and was treated by the imperial doctor of Qin with acupuncture. Although he was still paralyzed and unable to get up, the crooked mouth and eyes were slightly milder, and he could speak normally.

It's just that he suffered from an emergency again tonight, and was almost completely aphasia.

"There is a way. Inserting golden needles into the acupoints can temporarily heal one or two... It's just... it's a little risky." Qin Taiyi said truthfully: "Besides, this may cause Your Majesty more pain."

"Father is like this at the moment..." Looking at those eager eyes, the prince did not hesitate too much: "Please give Imperial Physician Qin a try."

Doctor Qin took the golden needle immediately without any delay.

The golden needle was inserted into the body, and the emperor's eyes gradually regained strange clarity under the tense figure.

He opened his mouth, and gradually managed to utter a vague voice, "...I want to see...I want to see him."

"Who does the emperor want to see?" The prince leaned over and listened.

"Shi..." The emperor opened his sunken eyes wide: "Shi..."

The crown prince understood, and his tone was difficult: "Father, Duke Shu has already..."

"I... I beg you..." The emperor suddenly grabbed the prince's sleeve with unknown strength, his eyes were full of obsession: "I beg you...let me see him again... This time, I won't be like before... I should see him, I should have seen him a long time ago!"

In the end, there were two points of choking in the ending.

Looking at those chaotic and somewhat contradictory clear eyes, the prince only felt a sharp pain in his eyes.

"Come here." He turned around slightly, and confessed: "Order to call Xiao Jie envoy into the palace alone, as soon as possible."

Exit the waiter.

Soon, some guards rushed out of the palace and rushed to Dingbeihou's mansion.

In the middle of the night, most of the lights in Dingbeihou's mansion were extinguished. The light from the mournful white lanterns hanging in front of the mansion's gate was cold and clear, and the surroundings became more and more cold. The huge mansion seemed like a deserted city.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Mu, who was wearing a black robe, got on his horse and left with two followers.

"His Royal Highness, Xiao Jie has arrived."

Looking at the emperor whose complexion was gradually turning pale, the prince hurriedly said, "Come in, please!"

The princes who had just arrived were still waiting in the outer hall. Seeing Xiao Mu being invited into the inner hall at this time, they couldn't help exchanging glances secretly.

Did the sage actually have some last words to "confess" to Jieshi Xiao?
And after a while, seeing the prince came out of the inner hall with several servants, they were even more surprised.

What kind of important matter did the sage want to confess to the envoy Xiao alone, even the crown prince wanted to avoid it!

In the inner hall, the emperor tried to struggle to sit up, but he couldn't.

Xiao Mu stood by the couch, quietly looking at the man who no longer had the dignity of an emperor, and had no intention of reaching out to help him.

Did the emperor give up, lying there breathing unevenly, looking sideways at the person beside the bed, but didn't say anything for a while, just looked at him like this.

At this moment, the previous irritability, hatred and hostility disappeared from his eyes, and there were only tears gradually filling his eyes.

"Can you... forgive me?"

He was like a child, full of tears and expectations, and asked in a hoarse and choked voice.

Xiao Mu looked down at him.

After a long time, I asked, "You have always known the truth, right?"

　Catch up, good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)