Sick Prince Rescue Plan

Be kind to Shaoer...

The emperor's eyes flashed a little dazed, did he agree?

The pictures in the depths of the memory rushed up little by little, and those who hadn't thought about it for a long time suddenly came to life.

At that time, the queen was holding his hand, her face pale, as weak as a butterfly with folded wings, she was about to be swept away by the wind in the next second, and he held her slender hand tightly with her backhand and placed it on his face. On the side, the tone was unconcealed panic, "Zhi'er, stick to it, it's okay, it's okay!"

The queen smiled, her long eyelashes trembling with tears. She was gentle and strong throughout her life. She had never been so fragile. Of course, she was beautiful in this way, and it was a distressing beauty.

The emperor looked at her high bulging belly and said fiercely: "We don't want this child! Zhi'er, don't leave me! There will be children in the future, but you are different. You really have nothing when you die. !"

Hearing him say no children, the dying queen gave birth to strength from nowhere, propped up her upper body, and stared at the emperor firmly, "The emperor, I only have this little blood. I can't do it anymore, I can't save it, but Shaoer Yes...you, you must treat him well, he is your aunt, the last blood of our Ming family, I beg you..."

The emperor looked at her like this, feeling terribly distressed, how could he refuse to agree, "Well, I will take good care of him, Zhi'er... Zhi'er!"

Hearing that he agreed, the queen went with peace of mind.

...

"Father! What's wrong with you?"

The emperor suddenly withdrew from the memory and looked at Xiao Jinshao blankly, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Jinshao looked at him like this, and was suspicious, "Father, why are you crying?"

The emperor subconsciously reached out and touched it, and he felt a wet hand.

Did you cry unknowingly?

He stared at the water stains on his fingers in a daze, and his mood was still heavy, but because of the two people still kneeling on the ground, he wiped it quickly, and said nonchalantly, "Ah, I felt a little uncomfortable in my eyes just now. Up."

He raised his hand: "You two get up. I agree to the marriage. I will make an order tomorrow. You should go back first, and then the flower viewing banquet——"

Xiao Jinshao got up and gave Jun Yuwan a hand. Then he said: "Father, the son is only in love with Yuwan alone. The son has got his favorite now, and the others are nothing more than this. The son will not go again. "

The emperor thought for a while, but nodded: "That's it, it's up to you."

"Thank you, Father."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The emperor waved his hand and let them out.

When the two of them went out, he leaned back on the dragon chair, sighed and whispered: "Zhi'er...Isn't this a breach of my promise?"

After a long time, he put his hands on his eyes, covering his flushed eye sockets.

The low bitter laughter echoed in the Imperial Study Room, and he suddenly remembered one thing. It was not false that he felt so heartbroken. He liked Mingzhi so much back then, why didn't he think of it once in the past few years?

It's not that I didn't think about it, but every time I think about it, it is related to Jin Pingjiang.

Thinking of Su Qiancheng's words, he fell into deep thought.

The selection of concubines at the Yuhuayuan had begun again, and when Luo Bi and Ling Gui concubine returned, Su De was also there.

"I have seen two empresses, and the Majesty said that the prince has found a candidate for the concubine, and he will not come again."