In Lingyun Palace, a faint bitter medicinal smell filled with it.

Emperor Yongming leaned halfway on the soft couch and listened to Tsui Hark slowly reciting the memorial presented to him today.

He was half-barred, with a velvet blanket on his knees, looking drowsy. Only when Tsui Hark-tung reads the key points would he take the memorial from him and make a brief comment.

But even after reviewing this, he still showed signs of fatigue after a while.

"Your Majesty, you can have a little tea first and take a rest." Tsui Harkdong saw Emperor Yongming's fatigue. After reading the memorial in his hand, he waved his hand to signal the eunuch waiting outside to come in and serve tea.

"Yeah." Emperor Yongming reached out to take the teacup.

As soon as the bowl lid was lifted, a faint tea fragrance spread in the air.

However, this little taste is not enough to conceal the medicinal smell in Lingyun Palace.

"My body is still useless..." Emperor Yongming sighed and put down the teacup.

Hearing the emotion and sadness in his voice, Tsui Hark-dong hurriedly advised: "Your Majesty, don't think so. You are still a few years away from being sixty years old, and you are young! Now I feel tired, but it's just a waste of time to review memorials!

"You only need to rest for a while and be sure to be more energetic!"

"Don't use those sweet words to fool me. I know my own body." Emperor Yongming interrupted Tsui Hardong's words lightly, not moved by those words at all.

As he said, his body knows it.

He understood that he was now at the end of his strength. Even if he tried his best to hide it outside and acted like he was just a minor illness, but in fact...

He guessed that he would probably not be able to get through this year.

"Your Majesty..." Seeing Emperor Yongming like this, Tsui Harkdong was also a little at a loss.

He has been with this person since he was young and has calculated carefully for more than thirty years.

Now that this person has set aside his past days, his heart is naturally mixed.

"Okay, don't be sad about spring and autumn. People will always come to an end in their lives. In this life, I have no regrets except to be ashamed of Concubine Shu." Emperor Yongming sighed lightly, with a little emotion in his eyebrows.

In his life, he pacified the border, regained the country, regained the imperial power, and supported the poor. In the end, he chose an heir who could succeed him and create new glory. Every step he took was pushing Da Qi to a prosperous era.

Looking back, he almost has no regrets about his life.

Only…Shufei and the third prince.

They sacrificed their power struggle, and there was a mistake that he did not take good care of.

At the same time, he was also blamed for being too impatient.

If he had been able to seek stability at that time, he would not help the Zhang family up so quickly, and would not use his favor for Concubine Shu as a bargaining chip...

The feeling of regret surged in Emperor Yongming's heart.

But in just a moment, he was suppressed by his reason. There are not so many ifs in this world. Now, it is useless for him to regret it. He only hopes that when he sees her in another world in the future, he can stay with her with peace of mind...

Emperor Yongming's thoughts gradually drifted away, and at this moment, Tsui Harkdong suddenly spoke: "Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince is asking for your meeting."

"Crown Prince? What is he here to do?" Emperor Yongming frowned, and the emotions in his eagle's eyes instantly flipped.

In the morning court this morning, he only showed his face and returned to Lingyun Palace on the grounds that he was ill.

Before leaving, he told Yun Mohan to handle a few things for him. The matter was not difficult, but it was a bit troublesome. With Yun Mohan's level, it would be no problem to handle it well.

So, he didn't ask him to report the results.

Now, it can only appear in Lingyun Palace for...

(End of this chapter)
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