Chapter 2841 Last Words

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

Ouyang stood up, knelt on the ground, and whispered: "My queen, forgive me, there is nothing I can do."

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

"Your Majesty has run out of oil and lamps and is on his deathbed." Ouyang bowed his head and said, "If you have anything to say, please tell your Majesty as soon as possible."

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

Ouyang laid his head on the ground and said nothing.

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

Beads of sweat broke out from the tip of Sihuanian's nose, and he whispered: "I will try my best to wake up your majesty."

Golden needles pricked all the acupuncture points on Zhao Yuanjing's head.

Yun Dai felt heartbroken looking at it.

Everyone is leaving, why do they still have to suffer like this?

But she couldn't let go freely.

Reason and sadness were fiercely intertwined in her heart.

Time passed little by little.

When the wax in the lantern was halfway burned, Zhao Yuanjing exhaled softly.

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

Zhao Yuanjing opened his eyes and saw her face covered with tears, and whispered, "Why are you crying?"

"You're unconscious at the table, do you know that? What do you want to tell me?" Yun Dai held his hand, her voice filled with tears.

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

Yun Dai cried and said: "Let me pour it, aren't there Liu Dequan and others? Why don't you call someone, you will scare me to death!"

Liu Dequan knelt on the ground, feeling extremely regretful.

He knew His Majesty's physical condition, so why did he go back to sleep? He should have stayed at the door all night.

Zhao Yuanjing raised his hand, wiped away the tears on Yun Dai's cheeks, and said with a smile: "I'm already like this. Whether I pour water or not, it doesn't matter. Don't cry. It's so ugly."

"You are ugly, like a hedgehog."

"Diel, if I...are not here, don't cry. I can't feel at ease even if I think of you crying."

Yun Dai said nothing, looked at his face, and kept crying.

Hearing her cry, the children also came in on their knees, crying in unison.

The child threw himself in front of the bed, "Father, what's wrong with you? Don't scare the child."

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Qian'er asked, choking with sobs.

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

The two girls burst into tears listening to these last words.

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

Yan'er hurriedly knelt over.

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

"Father, Yan'er will obey all your instructions."

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

Yan'er's eyes were red and she choked with sobs: "Father, my son cannot be a good emperor. The people of Zhou Dynasty, my mother, and my son all need you."

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

After Zhao Yuanjing said this, he gasped a little.

Yun Dai hurriedly supported him: "Stop talking."

"Diel, I have one more thing I want to tell you."

"Say it."

"I want you to let Zhuang Yunshu go."

"Why?"

"You promise me."

"Okay, I promise you, as long as you are good, I can let anyone go."