C47

Currently, besides Song Yichen and Shen Kouqing, there was no one else at his side that he could trust. If this Ji Weiqing was someone loyal to the Lord, then he could consider him as his trusted aide.

"In the future, you can come to the Heartbreak Palace to serve me everyday. You don't have to serve others." The Emperor spat out these words and waved his hand.

Ji Weiqing understood and left.

He understood his actions, but he didn't understand the meaning behind the Emperor's words.

However, even if he didn't understand, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to ask now. What was the reason behind this … Ji Weiqing was a smart person, so he naturally knew what he was doing.

"royal grandpa, your pulse is very unstable. In the future, you must control your emotions and not get too excited. Also, you must rest well."

After Ji Weiqing left, Shen Kouqing took the Emperor's pulse, and said with an extremely serious expression.

When the emperor heard Shen Kouqing's words, hherexpression showed a bit of grievance. However, because she doted on Song Yichen, his grandson, she doted on the both of them, and even Shen Kouqing was doting on him as well.

After being in a high position for so long and being used to being flattered by others, the Emperor still wanted to live an ordinary life.

What was an ordinary mortal?

It was exactly the same as an ordinary family, peaceful and happy. There was no king, no king, no open rivalry, nor was it hard to guard against an arrow in the dark.

Everything is very natural, the heart is only a good health, harmonious, will not be seduced by rights, will not murder, lost to the self.

The throne may be good, but when did anyone ever feel such a cold place?

Not many people!

Only an Emperor could be an Emperor.

"Chen'er, since the Crown Prince's wife has told me to rest well, I feel that she is right. In the future, I will need you to manage the affairs of the court."

The emperor cleared his throat, to let himself look as though he was still in high spirits, and said to Song Yichen while holding onto his carriage.

"royal grandpa, your grandson's body is weak, I'm afraid it'll be difficult to take on the heavy responsibility. royal grandpa's health is good, a small poison can't harm even a hair of yours, so, it's better for me to return to the residence to recuperate!" Hearing the Emperor's words, Song Yichen hurriedly refused.

It was as if handling of the imperial government was an extremely dangerous and painful thing to Song Yichen.

This was strange, Song Yuanhui did not care what price he had to get the throne, and did not care what methods he used, but for Song Yichen's sake, the throne was placed on his face, so why wouldn't he do it?

No one knew why.

But one thing was certain.

That was … Song Yuanhui and Song Yichen's personalities were completely different, determining who would win between the two of them. Who would be the one to lose?

"This is bad!" "As the emperor, whatever I tell you to do, you have to do it. As the ruler, naturally, the matters within the imperial court should be left to you to handle. Now that I only want you to train for a bit, don't you want me to?" The emperor's eyes were wide open as he stared at Song Yichen and asked sternly.

"royal grandpa knows, grandson is not interested in court politics." Song Yichen was actually quite calm.

It didn't matter whether he was truly in no mood for court politics.

Most importantly, what he revealed was what the Emperor wanted to see.

The Song Yichen he saw was someone who did not scheme against others. He was also a person who valued loyalty and righteousness.

"Even if you have no heart, you still have to put your heart into it. You are the only ruler. If you don't do well, I'm afraid …" The Emperor stopped in mid-sentence.

Song Yichen naturally understood what that meant.

"My body is gradually declining, and I've been plotted against by a villain. As the eldest grandson of my emperor, I only want you to represent the imperial government. You just have to do your best."

The Emperor's voice was low and hoarse, as if a mouthful of phlegm was stuck in his throat.

"But, your son's health has never been good, I'm afraid …" Song Yichen did not waver because of the emperor's sickness, on the contrary, he wanted to continue making excuses.

"What are you afraid of? With the Royal granddaughter consort by your side, why are you still worried about your body? As the ruler of a nation, you have to fulfill your responsibilities, that's all! " The Emperor's mood suddenly turned sour and his tone was slightly angry.

His entire life's hope had been placed on Song Yichen. He only wanted to give his fortune to him, but Song Yichen's personality had disappointed him time and time again.

"Grandson understands." Song Yichen had no choice but to agree and continue making the emperor angry.

"All of you can leave. I'm tired." The Emperor lay down and closed his eyes.

It was as if he could just close his eyes and not care about anything else.

Unfortunately, this world was not that simple.

"royal grandpa should rest well, grandson will take his leave."

"Sun's daughter-in-law leaves."

Song Yichen and Shen Kouqing finished their conversation and slowly retreated.

On Song Yuanhui's side.

"What!?" priest has been captured! " When he heard this news, his face was filled with disbelief.

"Your Highness, yes." The guard came to report, his voice respectful.

"Then, what did royal father say? What should we do? " Song Yuanhui frowned and asked anxiously.

"priest has been locked up in the prison of the Ministry of Justice. The Minister of Justice has begun to interrogate him." The guard explained the entire situation to Song Yuanhui as if he were someone without emotions, but his words did not contain even the slightest bit of emotion.

The priest was recommended by Song Yuanhui. Back then, he had said a lot of good things about the Emperor, so the Emperor naturally believed it.

He was his own son after all, no matter how weak he was, it wouldn't harm him.

It was precisely because the Emperor had such a thought that Song Yuanhui could take advantage of it.

But currently, what Song Yuanhui was most worried about, was not the life and death of the priest. After all, a person from the martial world who did not want to do anything, was just a useless chess piece to Song Yuanhui.

However, if this chess piece fell into the hands of others, they would be able to cause a ruckus, and in the end, become a chess piece that Song Yichen had overpowered.

"You, go and find out where the priest is imprisoned. I have to visit him …" Song Yuanhui said as his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Your subordinate has already investigated thoroughly. It is located on the east side of the Ministry of Justice's Prison, in the third room. "Because it's about the emperor using poison, the president of the Ministry of Justice ordered his men to keep a strict watch over him." The guard was still extremely respectful, but his tone was still as cold as ice.

"Okay, you can go down first. As for royal father, continue to watch him. " Song Yuanhui waved his hand after he finished speaking, and let the guards leave.

The study room suddenly became eerily quiet. Song Yuanhui closed his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Perhaps, even he himself didn't know what he was thinking, and only blindly walked towards the direction of the throne.