Zhu Xidao passed away again. He knew that he had not had much time. In the face of Lu Qingyao's questioning, he seized the time to breathe and said, "Because, because when you were very young, I secretly dripped blood and kissed him."

Lu Qingyao was shocked again. She didn't know what she should say. She didn't even dare to write such a thing in a book. Fortunately, she accidentally encountered it. She wanted to deny it. She couldn't believe Zhu Xidao based on these alone. But what Zhu Xidao gave her now was not gold, silver, jewelry, rare paintings, etc. He directly handed over 200,000 right-wing troops to her. How sure he was that she would definitely be his bloodline.

No, what does it mean to entrust the West Gan Dynasty to her just now?

"You, what do you want me to do?"

"I have written the throne and sent it to the Qiankun Hall together with the jade seal. After I go, Xiang Sheng will support you to ascend the throne to the emperor. Li Mao is not bad in nature. If you want to use it, just use it. If you don't want to use it, just spare his life. He is just orderly, and he is your master's younger brother. Now the saint Li only has these two successors left. Your master is uncertain. I have promised Li Mao to help him revive his family. Yao'er, it's my fault that all the mistakes are made. There are not many people around you, so stay what you can."

Li Mao, who was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up, cried on the spot when he heard this, and kept kowtowing and shouting, "Long live."

Lu Qingyao did not speak, she was still in the shock of Zhu Xidao's intention to pass on her. Zhu Xidao did not allow her to think, and said: "The Xiang family has been following the royal family for a hundred years. Every generation of the Xiang family will produce a person with the most talented people to enter the palace to be the Dragon Guard to train the Dragon Guard for the reign of the emperor. Therefore, Xiang Sheng is not only a general of the right wing army, but he will also be your Dragon Guard in the future. You can trust him with confidence. Xiang Sheng will never betray you. Yao'er, the road to the emperor is difficult and lonely, and your daughter's family is even more difficult, but I believe you have the ability to pacify the country and the world, and I also believe that you will manage the government in an orderly manner. I have wasted my life and have no face to see my ancestors after death. You can get an empty coffin for me and bury me in the imperial tomb, and then bury me by your mother. This is my last wish. Yao'er, do you promise me, can you promise me?"

Lu Qingyao's brain was buzzing, and she was in chaos. Want her to be the empress? What a joke?

"Why me?" Lu Qingyao asked.

Zhu Xidao smiled self-deprecatingly, his eyes becoming more and more vague: "Who do you think can be a great task for those people? King Rong is incomplete and has no power to tie a chicken; King Virtuous is narrow-minded and likes to stab him in the back; King Jin is brave and resourceful, but he has an ambitious mother and a sinister and cunning father-in-law. If he ascended the throne, I don't know if the surname is changed to Xu or Lu; while the child Qingbo is not ambition at all, he is not ruthless, has the talent of generals and ministers but has no strategy for emperors. Only you can see everything clearly, be cold in love with your feelings, will not indulge in the long love of children, have hills and valleys, and can also suffer the suffering of the people. You are the most suitable person to hold the royal power. I'll be assured to give it to you Xigan."

Lu Qingyao suddenly wanted to laugh. He was afraid that she would not accept the throne when he praised her so much. If he knew that Zhu Jingyu was the real old fox, not only was she born with a glorious charm, but she was also dark-bellied, both civil and military, and learned the real emperor's skills, would he die with peace and mind?

"Haha, you really overestimate me. No matter who I am, just say that the civil and military officials in the court will submit to me? If you push me to block the arrows, aren't you afraid that your sons will use me as arrows and rakes? Are you really thinking about me, the 'princess'."

Zhu Xi said that when Lu Qingyao heard the sarcastic meaning of sarcasm, he said anxiously: "Yaoer, you misunderstood me. My father just wants to give you and Qingbo all the best things in the world. How could he push you into the fire pit? Of course, I know how deception and intrigue under the dragon throne are. If you are not careful, you will never be doomed. But if you don't accept it, what should the Lu family do? Haven't you always respect Lu Qingheng? You also protect Lu Qingyun from multiple aspects? Haven't you ever thought that once Lu Zhan rebelled successfully, if he takes the throne, he would let you go? If King Jin takes the throne, how dare he keep you after learning about your life experience? At that time, either you die or they die, you still have to face these things, how can you avenge your mother? Even if you know martial arts, what else can Xigan tolerate you? Don't talk about yourself at that time, even those close to you will be implicated."

"Yaoer, this is reality, it is the reality you have to face. Apart from accepting, you can't resist the sky or your fate. The father had tried to change his fate long ago, but he was defeated. He ended up getting nothing he wanted and the person he liked."

Lu Qingyao breathed deeply. Zhu Xidao knew so much about her. She sneered: "How many people are there in the Lu Mansion?"

Zhu Xidao did not hide it from Lu Qingyao: "The Baoqin beside you and the Madam Jiang beside your mother are all people I arranged in many years ago."

Lu Qingyao took a breath of air conditioning and had nothing to say about it.

When Zhu Xidao saw Lu Qingyao silent, a loving smile appeared on his gray face, and reached out to her, and had a spirit of rejuvenation: "Yao'er, come, come to the father. The father is about to die and go to see your mother. The father can finally rest. The father is happy. Yao'er, can you call me "Dad"? If you don't want to, just call me "Father". Good boy, call me "Father" and your father can no longer protect you. You and Qingbo must be well, be worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth and the people of Xigan. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid at any time. Remember, you are the emperor, you must take the world as your responsibility, and be a wise king who is loved by the people, don't be like the father, and leave me sadness in the end. Yao'er, come over, get closer, and call me "Father"?"

Lu Qingyao felt sour in her heart for some reason, and Xiang Sheng looked at her beggingly. Lu Qingyao closed her eyes, waved her emotions, watched Zhu Xidao's hand hanging weakly from the air, watched him close his eyes unwillingly, and his voice gradually weakened.

"Emperor, Emperor." Xiang Sheng shook Zhu Xi with red eyes.

"Emperor." Li Mao cried forward.

Zhu Xidao seemed to be suddenly awakened, and shook suddenly, and bleeding continued to overflow from the corners of his lips.

Li Mao suddenly jumped up, looked at Zhu Xi with wide eyes and pulled out the silver needle and stretched it into the blood. The tip of the silver needle turned black.

"It's poisoning."

His words made the people in the hall look up together. Li Mao looked around and his eyes fell on the bowl of ginseng soup beside the bed. He picked up a silver needle and penetrated it into the water, but the silver needle did not change color. He stared at the bowl of water. With his hand, the silver needle passed by along the edge of the bowl, and it was black.

The medicine bowl fell to the ground and was crushed. Xiang Sheng said with a gloomy face: "Who is it?"

Li Mao trembled and thought, "I will test everything imported, but I didn't expect poisoning the bowl."

"Who brought this bowl in?" Lu Qingyao asked.

Li Mao, who learned such a shocking secret, was respectful and afraid of Lu Qing, bent down and said respectfully: "It's Eunuch Du."

Lu Qingyao and Xiang Sheng both turned cold.

At this time, Zhu Xidao, who had only breathed a sigh of relief, murmured again. Xiang Sheng glanced at Lu Qingyao, and she walked forward two steps.

"It's Zhao... Zhao... Du Yuanshan is her person, but it doesn't matter. I'm going to die anyway. Yao'er... Yao'er... What the last thing the father can do for you is to take her away."

The last few words disappeared between Zhu Xidao's lips and teeth. Xiang Sheng felt a heavy weight on his hand. Zhu Xidao tilted his head and completely lost his breath. A piece of silk brocade slipped from his sleeve and fell to the ground. The row of vermilion red small calligraphy on it was shocking.

The imperial concubine was given a burial of her.
Chapter completed!