Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Emperor Yuan smiled and said nothing.

In the silent bedroom, the emperor gently placed the broad, calloused hand on his head.

Although Emperor Yuan didn't say anything, Zong Luo knew everything.

In an instant, his tears became more and more turbulent.

Countless self-blame and remorse surrounded Zong Luo, as if his whole being was roasted on a raging fire, suffering and suffering.

Zong Luo was still unwilling to give up, sobbing in a low voice: "Father, that elixir..."

Facts have proved that the elixir is still a genuine immortal thing. If it wasn't for that elixir to protect the heart, Yu Beizhou would have died on the way to the Ghost Valley.

It was for this reason that Zong Luo was unable to repent.

If he had not gone to the front line at that time, but had explained everything to Yu Beizhou earlier, stayed in the imperial city, and left the elixir to Emperor Yuan, things would not have developed to this point. Is it that Emperor Yuan will not die.

Going around in circles, all the arrangements and plans after his rebirth became a dead letter.

Emperor Yuan knew from the beginning that he would stand silently behind him, shelter him from the wind and rain, and pave the way to the throne. But said nothing.

Father's love is like a mountain, no need to say more.

In this way, he and Yu Beizhou were strong and persistent at the beginning. Even if they were honest with each other, the love and hatred that still had scars to this day became impossible to talk about.

Because their biggest difference is that they are entangled between the two, starting from the exchange of blood, they can't figure out the absurd fate that is constantly being cut.

And now, Emperor Yuan pierced through this layer of window paper.

It turned out that in the end, even if it wasn't because of his original intention to occupy the magpie's nest, Zongluo actually enjoyed the convenience brought by this status, and even took away this strong fatherly love along with him.

The fear of his father's imminent death and the guilt of his lover overwhelmed him.

Yu Beizhou was the one who did nothing. In the end, there was nothing.

Emperor Yuan reluctantly interrupted Zong Luo's wild thoughts: "The elixir is useless to my body."

The broad palm rests on the prince's white hair, silently comforting.

He lost his life in saving people, and he knew that this would be a disaster.

Furthermore, Emperor Yuan had knocked and asked Tai Wu from the side. Although he didn't know why he was able to retain his memory, it might have something to do with the wish he made when he was about to die in his previous life.

"Tai Wu said that there must be gains and losses, and everything has a price."

The emperor leaned on the soft collapse and closed his eyes slightly: "I only thought at the time that if I could do it all over again, I would give anything. Since my wish has been fulfilled, this situation is not unexpected."

"However, I really never thought that I would be able to look at you again before dying."

Emperor Yuan actually had a vague premonition.

He had a hunch that this sudden illness would not be as easy and kind as in his previous life. I want to take advantage of this last time, keep my favorite child by my side, and arrange everything in the future.

During this period, the entanglement between the two only seedlings in Guigu, the emperor naturally had a panoramic view.

Really annoying people, he found a reason, out of sight but out of mind, packed Yu Beizhou and threw it to the front line.

This is a deterrent and a warning.

Although Emperor Yuan had never had any dreams related to Zongluo, before Yu Beizhou and Taiwu perfected the time retrospective formation, he dreamed of many follow-ups of the Great Yuan in his previous life. Watching how Yu Beizhou completely destroyed Da Yuan's ancestral business.

After having those terrible dreams, if it wasn't for this stinky boy who saved Zong Luo, Emperor Yuan would have chopped up people long ago.

However, when he saw his favorite child kneeling in front of him and begging to go to the front line, Emperor Yuan still softened his heart.

He began to reflect on himself.

Is it too cruel to let your favorite child watch yourself die?

So after much deliberation, in the end, Emperor Yuan still chose to let go. Let your favorite child do whatever he wants.

The matter is a foregone conclusion, even if there is an elixir, it cannot be reversed.

"It's none of your business. Don't blame yourself, and don't waste your time."

I don't know when, the servants of the entire palace have left. Only the prince in white knelt down in front of the dragon, with long white hair draped behind him, the child was so out of breath crying.

Emperor Yuan touched his head, and suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Since you are here, what are you doing standing at the door, let me in."

Light footsteps sounded.

In Zongluo's hazy tearful eyes, he saw the corners of his dark red clothes swept across the hollowed out incense burner dyed with soothing incense in the bedroom. Finally, he stopped beside him, hesitated for a moment, and knelt down: "Your Majesty."

Yu Beizhou held a brocade box in his hand, which contained half an elixir brought from the Third Prince's Mansion.

Seeing it was him, Emperor Yuan almost didn't laugh angrily: "Kneel down and kneel down neatly. When you hurt Luo'er's heart and framed the fourth child, I didn't see you so cowardly."

The young man in red pursed his lips.

Since Emperor Yuan was also reborn, how could Emperor Yuan not see the disputes?

It can only be said that ginger is still old and spicy. In this life, he put all his energy on Zong Luo, and only saw Zong Luo in his eyes, so he ignored many anomalies.

Yu Beizhou couldn't help but regret it.

He finally hugged his senior brother, and the two scarred people let go of their past and were willing to confess.

If anything happens here, it will be a mouthful of old blood.

"What, nothing to say?"

In the face of Yu Beizhou's speechlessness, Emperor Yuan sneered twice: "You are really capable. When Luo Er was in front of me, I begged me to let him go to the front line, and the reason given was to break up with you. , now it's smooth sailing in love and battle, and both of them return home after winning, aren't you proud?"

Thinking of so many princes vying for each other in the previous life, they finally came out of nowhere and called Yu Beizhou to the throne. When he ascended the throne, he did not issue an imperial decree to reveal his identity to the world, so he went up without a proper name, and let the world think that the foundation of Da Yuan was stolen by a different surnamed king, and the pot was placed on the head of Emperor Yuan.

Nian is here to consider the clear name of the three princes in the previous life after the death, so Emperor Yuan can not say anything.

What he was most angry with was Yu Beizhou, a stinky boy who didn't act as an emperor at all.

He has talent, means, and ambitions. Ambitious, ruthless, decisive, and able to lead troops to fight in court. Wang Dao Ce Lun is at your fingertips in the art of mastering the way of the king.

It stands to reason that Yu Beizhou can be a wise ruler. There is also the achievement of unifying the world, and the great foundation is placed here, and it is possible for an emperor through the ages.

As a result, after Yu Beizhou ascended the throne, it was like a different person. I would rather stay in the dormitory every day than deal with a few more government affairs, and make myself a faint-hearted monarch abruptly.

With such a foil, it is outrageous that people in the world have spontaneously named Emperor Yuan Zheng.

Yu Beizhou said solemnly, "I dare not."

Zong Luo rarely saw this person like this, so he restrained his thorns and bowed his head honestly.

"Don't you dare? I think you dare!"

Emperor Yuan suddenly raised his voice: "Stinky boy, don't think that I don't know about the good things you did in your past life. You know that you have ruined Luo'er. Believe it or not, I will order a marriage now."

Yu Beizhou, who had been silent for a while, suddenly raised his head.

His expression turned cold in an instant, his dark pupils were fierce, and he regarded death as if he were at home: "Jin Yu is mine."

Zong Luo, who was suddenly caught by Yu Beizhou's arm before his father collapsed: "..."

what is this? Come out publicly?

Emperor Yuan's brows became more and more cold. He glared at Yu Beizhou on the sickbed, and looked like he was about to jump up and beat someone in the next second: "You are still calling so close in front of me. What? You are not an emperor in this life?"

The red-clothed youth tightened his hands even more: "I only want him, and I only want him."

Emperor Yuan sneered: "Then what should you call me?"

Hearing this, Yu Beizhou was stunned for a moment.

After a long silence, he whispered, "...Father."

That's right, Emperor Yuan must have known for a long time that he is the real blood of the sect.

The clansmen compete with one another with pride. Since Yu Beizhou had no intention of recognizing his ancestor and returning to his ancestry, Emperor Yuan did not bother to recognize this son. As a subordinate, what should be appreciated and what should be given will still be given. Anyway, there are so many princes, and this one is not bad.

In an instant, the heavy pressure just now vanished.

Emperor Yuan lay back on the bed again.

After the feigned anger just now dissipated, he seemed to have aged again, and his face was dark.

But I have to say, watching the stinky boy deflate, it's unusually cool.

The emperor smiled and beckoned to them, with a hoarse voice in his throat: "Come here."

Zong Luo turned his head, glared at Yu Beizhou, and forcefully dragged him over.

Emperor Yuan glanced at their folded hands: "I will give Luo'er to you in the future."

"Remember what you promised me just now. Since you don't want to recognize your ancestors and return to the clan, even if you get married, you have to join the family, otherwise you won't talk about it."

This is what it means to admit.

A tight string in Yu Beizhou finally loosened: "Okay."

He knew how much his brother attached great importance to family affection. If Emperor Yuan was determined to marry and separate the two of them before his death, it would be hard to say what the consequences would be.

After fading away the aggressiveness he pretended to be, Emperor Yuan's expression finally eased a little.

"Da Yuan will be handed over to you."

He looked at the pair of sons in front of the bed with mixed feelings in his heart.

No matter how much he dislikes Yu Beizhou again, in fact, as a monarch, he is not stingy with his appreciation for this subordinate. And Zong Luo's excellence is obvious to all.

They are all dragons and phoenixes in people, not objects in the pool.

In this life, with Zongluo, Yu Beizhou will no longer be confused.

As he was dying, the emperor's turbid eyes seemed to penetrate the palace wall and looked at the great rivers and mountains outside.

In the last life, it was also the regret of Emperor Yuan that he could not witness the Dayuan Iron Cavalry conquer the world with his own eyes. In this life, not only has he succeeded in relieving his former quarrel with his beloved son, and cultivated the next generation of outstanding heirs for the country, he has also unified the Central Plains and accomplished this unprecedented feat. Presumably soon, he will also be able to explain to the ancestors in the ancestral hall.

When he returns to the sky, I am afraid that he will be able to talk to the ancestors about the last three days and three nights, and praise his son for not having the same appearance.

It can be said to be quite satisfied.

"After I leave, you have to treat him better. You should have paid a lot for this stinky boy to be reborn."

Yu Beizhou was taken aback.

After solving the major issues in life, he stood aside as if it had nothing to do with himself, silently watching this family drama of tenderness and filial piety.

Before that, he had never thought that Emperor Yuan would say these words.

"If it weren't for Emperor Ziqi, I'm afraid I wouldn't have a chance to do it again. I'm still like this, let alone him." Emperor Yuan said: "Although this stinky boy is not good, but his sincerity is definitely not a fake, it's just that he doesn't speak well. If you want more, just have two meals, you can't get used to it."

Zongluo was still crying when he heard the words with an ugly smile: "Okay."

He rarely cried. Even if I killed myself in my last life, I never shed a single tear.

Not only did I cry for Yu Beizhou in my life, but today I cried so much that my eyes, nose and lips were all red.

Seeing his always strong beloved son cry so hard, Emperor Yuan's sigh of relief came up again, and he was rather ironic: "Why are you crying, have you ever imagined that I can live forever? In the future, you will want to When the emperor's person, the man has tears, how can he light it."

Eternal life is impossible. Even if it doesn't happen today, one day, this scene will be ushered in.

Seeing them for the last time before dying is considered complete now.

"Jiangshan is the master, and people are guests. I have no regrets in my life."

National affairs and family affairs, all have been completed.

If I have to say the only regret, I am afraid that I have not been able to witness Aiko's accession to the throne with my own eyes.

But it's okay, Emperor Yuan thought, he will watch from the sky.

Emperor Yuan patted Zong Luo's hand: "You will always be the proudest prince."

Finally, his eyes turned to Yu Beizhou: "You too."

"Living in Weiguo, I have never shorted my ambitions. I have fought for the present situation without falling into the blood of the clan. I am also proud of you."

Yu Beizhou suddenly folded his hands and lowered his eyes without saying a word.

If it wasn't for this, the prince's murder of the emperor's heir would not escape the death penalty, how could it be possible to live to this day?

In this weeping and silence, the emperor smiled, and his broad hands covered the overlapping hands of the two, like an inheritance.

"I am proud of you."