The Eight Wise Kings grabbed the old emperor's arm: "Brother, you are the emperor and the king of a country, how can you take such risks? I have already lost the prince, and I don't want to lose my brother again."
The old emperor patted the Eight Wise Kings on the shoulders and knelt on the steps.
Bang bang bang!
After kowtowing three times, he stood up staggeringly and climbed up a step with difficulty.
Yan Qi stood on the side, watching helplessly as the old emperor's trembling body was as weak as a willow tree. It would fall down if the wind blew, but he still went up against the wind to 'call for the soul' of the prince.
This situation is both admirable and distressing.
This is what a father expects from his son.
It is also the emperor's entrustment to the prince.
"Your Majesty, be careful."
An Sihai saw the emperor's body trembling uncontrollably, and hurriedly went up to help the old emperor.
"roll!"
The old emperor suddenly became angry and threw An Sihai away: "I don't need your support, I will retreat immediately."
"This is……"
An Sihai hurriedly retreated.
The Eighth Sage King stared at An Sihai coldly: "The emperor is praying to heaven. You disturbed the emperor's prayer. What crime should you do? Are you still not standing down?"
An Sihai blew his beard angrily and stared.
Yan Qi winked at him.
"snort!"
An Sihai had no choice but to retreat bitterly.
On weekdays, the emperor needed help when walking.
Today, in order to save the prince from death, the old emperor risked his life and climbed a hundred meters alone.
The ministers were shocked.
No one thought that the obsession in the emperor's heart would be so powerful.
The Eight Wise Kings saw this and sneered in their hearts.
"You old man, are you still very energetic? Today, you are destined to die of exhaustion on the imperial mausoleum."
The Eighth Sage King had such despicable thoughts in his heart, but there was an excited expression on his face: "Brother Emperor, there are still two hundred meters left, let me pray on your behalf? Your body and bones can't bear it. Brother Emperor..."
"Royal brother, you...don't say too much."
The old emperor shook his head.
His face turned purple from holding it back, and even though it was freezing cold, there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his face.
This is not hot sweat, but empty sweat.
His energy was long gone.
But it is overdrafting life.
The old emperor has been able to survive until now with just one breath.
He raised his head and looked at the steps that were still 200 meters away. His dim eyes stared at the mysterious figure of Master Jiuban on the high platform.
"Prince, my father is here to greet you."
The old emperor mustered up his courage and walked up one hundred meters with difficulty.
Plop!
The old emperor fell to the ground tiredly, and the steps hit his face.
His face was covered in blood.
"emperor!"
The officials shouted in panic.
Gao Shangtian's eyes were red and he reached out to help.
The Eight Wise Kings were furious: "Gao Shangtian, what are you doing? Have you forgotten the emperor's advice to you? Don't you want the prince to resurrect the dead?"
Gao Shangtian had no choice but to retract his extended hand with tears in his eyes.
The Eight Wise Kings scolded Gao Shangtian, coughed a few times, and walked to the old emperor with difficulty: "Brother, you are no longer able to do it. I'd better do it for you. I'm okay."
Plop!
The Eight Wise Kings fell to the ground again, foaming at the mouth.
"Baby, take care of yourself first. I can do it. I can do it very well."
The old emperor shook his head.
He tried to stand up alone.
But it can no longer be done.
"climb!"
The old emperor did not give up and climbed up the mountain like a crocodile.
The ministers felt sad to see this.
Tears streamed down.
Yan Qi couldn't stand such a sad atmosphere.
It's so depressing.
The old emperor climbed another fifty meters.
The Eight Wise Kings also came up: "Brother, come on, there are still fifty meters. In another fifty meters, the prince will have a chance to rise from the dead and return to the sun."
"Yes, the prince has a chance...he has a chance to return the favor."
The old emperor smiled so warmly and longingly.
suddenly.
His head felt dizzy.
Not breathing well!
The face is bright red!
His eyes were blurry.
In the blur, the figure of the prince appeared.
"Father, save me, save me, Father..."
In the confusion, the old emperor saw the prince's figure and heard the prince asking for help.
"Prince..."
The old emperor reached out and wanted to touch the prince's face.
But he had no strength and couldn't stretch out his hand.
He wanted to greet the prince loudly.
But his throat was dry and he couldn't make any sound.
"I...I miss you..."
The old emperor staggered and fell heavily on the steps.
Vomiting blood.
"Ah? Your Majesty!"
Gao Shangtian roared and immediately hugged the emperor.
Pinch a person's middle, pinch a tiger's mouth.
Trying to wake up the emperor.
However, it doesn't help.
"emperor!"
A group of ministers were numb and dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.
Gao Shangtian shouted: "Eunuch Ruian, Eunuch Ruian, come quickly, come quickly."
Ruian ran over in a hurry, opened the emperor's eyelids and took a look
, touched the emperor's pulse again, and suddenly knelt on the ground: "I'm afraid the emperor will die soon... Wuwu, Your Majesty, Wuwu, Your Majesty..."
"What?"
The Eighth Sage King was ecstatic, but he rushed over with tears streaming down his face: "Brother Emperor, nothing can happen to you. The prince has not resurrected his death, but you will die soon. What will happen to my brother?" How do you handle yourself?"
He grabbed Ruian by the collar and yelled: "Save the emperor quickly, save the emperor quickly."
Ruian shook his head: "Your Majesty, His Majesty's body functions have declined sharply, his soul has been lost, and this old slave has no power to recover..."
"Nonsense, you're talking nonsense!"
The Eight Wise Kings yelled like crazy: "I don't care! I don't care! Ruian, listen to me, you must save the emperor, you must save him. If you can't save the emperor, you will die."
"Your Majesty, old slave..."
Ryan knelt before the Eight Wise Kings.
The Eight Wise King's face was full of tears: "Go back to the palace, go back to the palace quickly, treat the emperor's illness, go back... go back to the palace..."
After shouting these words, the Eight Wise Kings also fainted and fell to the ground.
Yang Ke's face was full of tears: "The feelings of the Eight Wise Kings towards the Emperor are comparable to the sun and the moon, vast and shining together."
Zhang Yongwu's eyes were red: "Such a brotherhood is so touching, who in the world can compare to it?"
The ministers were also deeply moved by the Eight Wise Kings.
"Look, the emperor will die soon, and the Eight Wise Kings will collapse. The love of brotherhood is hard to let go."
"Yes, the Eight Wise Kings are really kind to the Emperor."
"With a brother like the Eight Wise Kings, the Emperor can also smile."
…
Yan Qi saw this and admired the Eight Wise Kings in his heart.
This B is really a movie king level actor.
Well done.
If he acted in a movie, he would easily win an Oscar.
I admire him so much.
Yan Qi looked at Gao Shangtian.
Gao Shangtian also looked at Yan Qi.
No one expected to notice that the two exchanged glances.
…
Back to the palace.
Everyone is waiting in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The Eight Wise Kings paced back and forth anxiously, anxious.
"Why is there no news? What happened to the Emperor?"
"Rian Ruian isn't coming back yet? He is a miracle doctor and can certainly cure the emperor's illness. Oh my, but I am dying of anxiety."
…
Father-in-law Ruian is finally back.
"Ryan!"
The Eight Wise Kings rushed over quickly and shook Ruian's shoulders vigorously. His tear-stained eyes could not hide his ferocious expression: "How is the Emperor? Are you okay? Are you okay?"
