"Ouyang, take out your silver needle." Yun Dai urged.

Ouyang stood up, knelt on the ground, and whispered: "Empress, forgive me, I can do nothing."

Yun Dai was shocked: "What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty is already exhausted, and it is time to die." Ouyang lowered his head and said, "What do you mean by Empress? Let me tell you as soon as possible."

Yun Dai's hand shook and said angrily: "Get out!"

Ouyang's head lay on the ground without saying a word.

Yun Dai looked at Si Huanian: "Xiao Nian, you have a solution, right?"

Sweat beads were overflowing from the tip of Sihuanian's nose, and she whispered: "I do my best to wake up Your Majesty."

The golden needle pierced Zhao Yuanjing's head acupoints.

Yun Dai felt heartbroken when she looked at her.

Everyone is leaving, why do you still suffer such sin?

But she couldn't let go.

Reason and sadness were intertwined violently in her heart.

Time passes by little by little.

When the wax in the lantern was halfway burned, Zhao Yuanjing let out a gentle sigh.

Yun Dai cried with joy: "Zhao Yuanjing..."

Zhao Yuanjing opened her eyes, saw tears on her face, and whispered: "Why are you crying?"

"You are unconscious at the table, do you know? Tell me what you want to do." Yun Dai held his hand, his voice crying.

Zhao Yuanjing laughed hoarsely: "It's okay, I'm just a little thirsty. You rarely sleep so sweetly. I can't bear to wake you up. It seems that I'm really ineffective. I don't even have the strength to pour a glass of water."

Yun Dai cried and said, "Let me fall down, aren't there any more Liu Dequan and the others? Why don't you ask someone? You'll scare me to death!"

Liu Dequan knelt on the ground, feeling extremely regretful.

He knew his majesty's condition, so why did he go back to sleep? He should have been waiting at the door all night.

Zhao Yuanjing raised his hand, wiped away the tears from Yun Dai's cheeks, and smiled and said, "I'm like this, I can't pour water, it's all the same. Don't cry. It's so ugly."

"You are ugly, like a hedgehog."

"Dai'er, I... If I'm not here, don't cry. I can't even feel at ease when I think about you crying."

Yun Dai didn't say anything, looked at his face and kept crying.

Hearing her crying, the children also knelt in and cried in one by one.

The child rushed to the bed and said, "Father, what's wrong with you? Don't scare the child."

"Father, where are you feeling uncomfortable?" Qian'er asked with sobs.

Zhao Yuanjing's eyes swept over them, raised his hand and touched their heads: "You must accompany your mother well, be filial to her, and be kind to her."

The two girls cried like this last words.

"Yan'er," Zhao Yuanjing called his eldest son.

Yan'er hurriedly knelt over.

Although he didn't cry, his expression was even worse than crying.

"Father, what are your instructions? Yan'er will do everything."

Zhao Yuanjing whispered: "I have always been strict with you and have high expectations for you. You must be a good emperor, love your people, and be filial to your mother and take care of your younger brothers and sisters."

Yan'er's eyes turned red and she choked and said, "Father, my sons cannot be good emperors. The people of the Great Zhou, the mother, and my sons all need you."

"You are my eldest son, so you should take more responsibility."

After Zhao Yuanjing said this, he was a little breathing.

Yun Dai hurriedly supported him: "Stop talking."

"Dai'er, I have one more thing, I want to tell you."

"You said it."

"I want you to let Zhuang Yunshu go."

"Why?"

"You promise me."
Chapter completed!