He did not drink, but looked at her with a faint smile: "Do you know what Tonggu said when I saw you in Chunyuan nine years ago?"

Si Fuqing was startled: "Your Majesty?"

She met Ji Chunyuan not many times, only twice.

But this ancestor of the Ji family reached the pinnacle in the field of Yin Yang and Five Elements, especially prophecy.

"He said that you also have the appearance of an emperor and an extraordinary destiny." His smile deepened and he said slowly, "As the saying goes, if the king does not see the king, if the two kings meet, the lives of the five states of Daxia will be devastated and blood will flow like rivers."

"Therefore, he suggested that I kill you as a precaution."

Si Fuqing's eyes narrowed suddenly.

There are indeed such things in history.

During the Dazhao Dynasty, there appeared two people with the appearance of emperors.

The two men competed for power and power, regardless of the common people in the world.

At that time, the Five Continents almost fell apart, and the Dazhao Dynasty was destroyed as a result, and was replaced by the Daxia Dynasty.

From the perspective of the historical future, from the perspective of the Great Xia Dynasty, and from the perspective of Emperor Yin, Ji Chunyuan's proposal was not wrong.

If it were her, she would say the same thing.

Si Fuqing looked at him and paused: "Your Majesty, why..."

"If I don't kill you, I will prove that his prediction this time is wrong." He turned his head and looked out the window.

The emperor's brows and eyes were always cold, and his tone was cold: "Gu's fate, Gu has the final say, what is destiny?"

Dare to restrain him.

After a long, long silence, he suddenly called her again.

"No clothes."

Si Fuqing turned around and said, "Your Majesty, I am here."

"Yes, you are here." He looked at her deeply and smiled suddenly, "This position is really lonely."

There was only one Wuyi beside him.

You can only understand the truth of being in a high position when you are sitting in a high position.

Being born into an imperial family, the responsibilities are too heavy.

He smiled again: "If there is another life, I hope I can be an ordinary person again."

After saying that, he coughed violently.

Si Fuqing's expression changed slightly, she picked up the handkerchief and handed it to him quickly.

He covered his lips, and when he took them away, the snow-white veil was covered in bright red.

Si Fuqing's pupils shrank.

"No problem." His expression didn't change much, and he put the handkerchief into the fire and burned it.

Then he stood up and wanted to get a long sword beside the bed.

But as soon as the sword hilt was held in his hand, it fell.

A "clang" sound caused the whole room to fall into a dead silence.

Si Fuqing picked up the sword, held his hand, and said hoarsely: "Your Majesty, you are not in good health, let me help you."

He still stood there and didn't speak.

Finally he had to admit the fact that now he couldn't hold a sword, ride a horse, or fight.

He pushed her hand away and said lightly: "Trash."

I'm talking about myself.

With these two words, Si Fuqing finally couldn't restrain the overwhelming emotions.

How could such a proud man tolerate being so weak?

This is worse than killing him.

"It's okay." He comforted her in turn, "Just rest and you'll be fine."

Si Fuqing lowered his head, tears rolling down his face: "Your Majesty, you are going to die..."

He was silent for a moment and showed a nice smile: "You can see it too."
Chapter completed!