Warm blood gradually soaked throughout the body.
Du Wanchun opened his eyes slightly and saw the emperor standing in front of them.
The weak emperor stood in front of the two of them without knowing what he was relying on, and opened his arms to block the sharp arrow flying towards them.
She was shocked.
Just as surprised as she was Zhou Ruiyuan.
Zhou Ruiyuan had just received an arrow in his back, and his face turned slightly pale. He hugged Du Wanchun tightly and looked up at the person behind him, "Dad?!"
This was the first time he called him that since he left the palace.
The emperor trembled when he heard the sound, fell to the ground with a thud, vomited blood, looked up at him, with concern in his eyes, "Yuan'er...you..."
His throat was hoarse, his voice was uneven, and he had to struggle to squeeze out these two words.
Just now he heard the noise in the restaurant next door, went out to check, and found that Zhou Ruiyuan and Du Wanchun had been assassinated. He felt anxious and immediately swallowed all the two pills the young eunuch left for him. ?.?????.???
When the pill took effect, he rushed over and blocked the arrow for Zhou Ruiyuan.
The arrow pierced his heart, and with the backlash of the medicine, he still had one breath left.
"Brother, sister-in-law!"
Zhou Zhao and Lu Yan, who were on the side, were shocked and immediately came to their senses. They divided their troops into two groups, protected Du Wanchun and the others, and ran all the way to the inn.
With Du Wanchun's support, Zhou Ruiyuan slowly turned back and came to the emperor.
At this time, everyone's faces were shocked.
No one expected that the emperor would sacrifice his life to save him.
Zhou Ruiyuan knelt down and looked at the weak emperor, his eyes were in a trance, his hands were trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "Didn't you already escape from the palace? Why did you come to save me?"
The emperor was lying on the ground, his haggard eyes no longer had the strength they once had. He looked at Zhou Ruiyuan with only distress and relief.
I feel sorry that he was injured, but I am glad that the second arrow did not fall on him.
He stretched out his hand slightly, wanting to touch his face, but his already weak body was no longer able to support him in this action, and only his fingers trembled slightly in the cold wind.
He endured the pain like a knife in his throat and used all his energy to speak out the words with difficulty:
"You... don't... care... I'm not going to die soon..."
"I just...just want to be a father one last time..."
"Yuan'er... I feel sorry for you as a father..."
"In the next life...don't be reincarnated...in the royal family..."
Every time the emperor spoke a word, his voice became weaker and weaker. In the end, you had to lean close to him to hear clearly what he was saying.
When he was lying on the hospital bed, he could not speak, but it suppressed a lot of his anger.
Now that he was about to die, his anger suddenly disappeared, leaving only his unwillingness and regret.
Once upon a time, he, Zhou Ruiyuan and the queen were a happy family of three.
His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the past scenes reappeared in his eyes.
Zhou Ruiyuan is his and the queen's first child and his eldest son.
He remembered that he had just been born that year, and he held him up all night, filled with unconcealable joy.
The soft child in his arms was like a treasure given to him by God, which he cherished extremely.
Unfortunately, he was blinded by desire and power, and completely forgot about the joy he felt at that time. His hands were stained with the blood of his blood relatives, and he was destined to not have a good death in his life.
Zhou Ruiyuan's emotions were extremely complicated. When he was young, the emperor had always been a loving father.
When he suddenly fell ill, he would come to his bedroom at night, gently caress his back, and call Yuan'er like this.
It's a pity that love is real, and it was also true that he was killed to death.
He loved and hated the father in front of him.
Now, before he died, he rushed out and confessed to him with his life.
The things that had been stuck in his heart for these years were gradually released in this moment.
The fight between father and son ended the past grudges with his life.
Du Wanchun supported Zhou Ruiyuan and hugged him gently.
Zhou Ruiyuan's eyes were gradually fascinated by the mist, and he finally reached out and gently held the emperor's trembling hand.
The emperor's eyes softened
