He had thought about that throne for decades, but he regretted missing it because he couldn't get his father's approval.
Since his father refused to give it to him, why couldn't he take the initiative to get it?
This country is their family's country, and it is only natural to do it by yourself, there is nothing wrong with it!
The only obstacle now is the ignorant elder brother who is clearly terminally ill but still refuses to give up his position and delegate power to him!
It seems that he needs to do something as soon as possible to make the plan go ahead faster and smoothly...
Thinking of this, Paul turned around and left without saying a word, with a very hasty look on his face.
Several ministers looked at me and I looked at you, but no one made a sound, and left the hall silently.
Although they didn't speak, they knew very well in their hearts that it seemed that the K country was about to change!
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After George left the hall, he was accompanied by the guards and returned to his bedroom.
As soon as he walked in, he couldn't support his precarious body anymore, and slid straight to the ground.
This scene scared the guard almost into shock on the spot, he quickly reached out to support him, and anxiously called out a name, "Fengchen doctor, Fengchen doctor, come out and have a look!"
"Did the king feel unwell again?" A voice came out from the hall, followed by a tall figure, holding an exquisite medicine box in his hand.
This figure was none other than Feng Chen, the genius doctor who was in charge of recuperating the king's body!
He walked quickly to King George's side, bent down to open the medicine box, and then took out a few silver needles from it, and immediately stuck them on the acupuncture points on the top of the king's head.
As the silver needle fell, King George's pale face gradually eased, it was no longer as pale as before, and gradually turned bloody.
"call--"
George slowly exhaled foul air, and slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were still a little weak.
He looked at the genius doctor Feng Chen who was treating him in front of him, and thanked him sincerely, "Thank you, Feng Chen, for saving me from hell once again."
Feng Chen put away the silver needles in his hand and put them in the medicine box next to him, and then said slowly, "These are what I should do. If the king hadn't pardoned my sins back then, I'm afraid I..."
Before Feng Shen finished speaking, George waved his hand slightly, "It's just that you have brought people through. I know better than anyone that you are a kind-hearted child, just like my only son Luke."
Feng Chen pursed his lips, didn't say much, stretched out his hand and beckoned to the guard, "Help me, let's help the king back, don't get angry in front of him, otherwise the situation just now will happen again."
The guards didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately followed what Feng Shen said, and worked together to help George back to the bed in the room.
As soon as they covered George with the quilt, they heard a voice from outside, "Prince Paul please see me!"
George and Feng Shen's expressions changed at the same time, they didn't understand why Paul followed him into the bedroom.
But they all knew of Paul's domineering temper. It sounded like he wanted to see him, but in fact he wanted to see him!
"King, I'll go down first." After Feng Shen finished speaking in a low voice, he walked into the screen standing in the room, and walked out quietly along the aisle there.
As soon as Feng Chen left on this side, Paul strode in on the other side.
He walked directly from the living room into the bedroom, without bowing down, and asked loudly, "Brother Wang, what did you think about the matter in the court just now?"
George narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction, "Didn't I already answer you before? Don't you have anything unclear? Do you have to go to the bedroom to find out?"
"Of course!" Paul no longer concealed his words and deeds, and said carelessly, "I know you miss Luke in your heart, so why don't I worry about him? But he has been missing for three years, three full years! I'm afraid can never be found again..."
Before Paul finished speaking this time, George sat up angrily, pointed at Paul's nose and cursed loudly, "Bastard! Are you just hoping that Luke won't come back? If he really doesn't come back, I'll I will never let you go!"
"Will you not let me go?" Paul spread his hands indifferently, "What does this have to do with me? The prince can't be found, and you are not in good health. Now the whole country is in turmoil because of your father and son's troubles. Shouldn't you Are you asking me to help you turn the tide?"
George was so angry that his fingers kept trembling, "You...what do you mean by that? Tell me, what do you mean?"
Paul was not frightened at all, but curled his lips indifferently, "What's the point? As the king of a country, it is natural to put the people's life first! You can't make the people's lives miserable just because you are looking for Luke who has been missing for many years Ah! My father said before that the throne is for the wise and virtuous. Now, you are no longer worthy to sit on this throne!"
"I don't deserve it. Are you worthy of extravagance?" George was so angry that he was about to faint, "You...you are really ambitious! Do you still want to grab the throne?"
"How can this be called robbery? My good brother, you and I are both the sons of the father and the king, and we are both qualified to inherit the throne. Why should you be the king?"
Paul sounded plausible, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said, "Now that you are seriously ill and Luke hasn't returned for three years, you should also consider abdicating the throne, lest we become stiff and everyone's face will be ugly !"
"You—!" George was completely annoyed by Paul, he picked up the ornaments placed by the bed with trembling hands, and threw them at Paul, "Get out! Get out of my bedroom, you are not allowed to come here again!"
Facing the smashed ornaments, Paul easily dodged it, and then said calmly, "I don't care about coming here and smelling the rotten death breath on your body. I will give you two days to think about it, otherwise, you will be killed." Don't blame me for being cruel!"
After saying this, Paul walked out of the bedroom arrogantly, stepping on the fragments of decorations all over the floor.
"puff!"
As soon as Paul walked on his front foot, George spurted thick blood from his back foot, and then he collapsed back on the bed in an extremely weak state.
This frightened the guards next to him, and they all came around and shouted loudly, "King, king, what's wrong with you?"
There were two other guards who were still awake, and immediately passed through behind the screen to ask Feng Chen who had just walked out not far away, "Feng Shen's doctor is not good, the king is vomiting blood again!"
Feng Shen, who had already left, was so frightened that he immediately turned around and quickly ran towards the bedroom.
Right now, the king's body is very weak, and he may die at any time!
He must save the king's life before he can have a chance to clear himself of his wrong!
Feng Shen's movements were very fast, he rushed back in only ten seconds, and then quickly pierced the silver needles on the king's Renzhong and Yubai acupuncture points one by one.