Xue Ye gravely ill, hidden blades

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace

In the Emperor's Bedchamber on Xue Ye.

Xue Ke sat by the bed, looking at Xue Ye lying on the bed, her eyes filled with sadness and emotion.

A year ago, Xue Ye was in excellent health and had no problems. But in just one year, he became like an old man on his deathbed, sometimes lucid and sometimes confused.

"Cough cough~"

Xue Ye coughed a few times and sat up in bed, but his pale face indicated his physical weakness.

"Xue Ke, go and call Qinghe and Luo Chuan here. I have something to say to them."

Xue Ye turned his gaze to Xue Ke, his voice sounding somewhat hoarse and weak.

"Father Emperor, you should lie down and rest. I'll go find my eldest and second brothers now and ask them to come over."

As Xue Ke was speaking, she prepared to get up, but Xue Ye reached out and grabbed Xue Ke wrist.

You take this!

Xue Ye placed a Token in Xue Ke's hand and said, "The Imperial Palace is likely to be in turmoil."

"After you have Qinghe and Luochuan come here, you should leave the Imperial Palace temporarily and not return for a while."

"This Token can mobilize the Imperial Palace's Imperial Guards Imperial Guards. Although there aren't many of them, they are absolutely loyal to me. You can use them with confidence; they are more than enough to guarantee your safety."

The Xue Ye's gaze radiated boundless majesty, and his tone was exceptionally solemn.

Upon hearing this, Xue Ke stared blankly at the Token in her hand, her eyes gradually reddening.

Just as Xue Ke was about to say something, she saw Xue Ye gently wave his hand.

Seeing Xue Ye's actions, Xue Ke nodded heavily and stepped out of the room.

Watching Xue Ke leave the room.

After coughing a few times, Xue Ye lay down on the bed and gradually closed his eyes.

"Those two unfilial sons."

Xue Ye let out a soft chuckle and muttered to himself, his voice extremely low.

How could Xue Ye have been completely unaware of such significant changes in his body in such a short period of time?

But by the time he realized it, it was too late.

Xue Ye had some guesses about who had taken the action, but he couldn't be sure.

Xue Ye wanted to meet Xue Qinghe and Xue Luochuan, not to establish Heir, but because he had some questions for them.

It's pointless to designate Heir now.

Whether it's Xue Qinghe or Xue Luochuan, the other person will not be convinced, and in the end, they will still have to fight each other.

Therefore, instead of establishing Heir, it's better to ask yourself the questions that are lingering in your mind.

Time passed slowly.

Xue Ye's consciousness grew increasingly weak. After glancing towards the doorway, his eyes gradually closed, and he fell into a coma.

After a while.

Footsteps sounded at the door.

Xue Luochuan entered the room.

"Father Emperor?"

Xue Luochuan called out softly, but Xue Ye, lying on the bed, did not respond.

After waiting a moment, Xue Luochuan boldly took a few steps forward and reached out to check Xue Ye's breath. After discovering that Xue Ye was only unconscious, Xue Luochuan's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

And at that very moment...

The door opened again, and Xue Qinghe entered the room.

"How is Father Emperor?"

Seeing Xue Luochuan standing in front of the bed, Xue Qinghe did not approach, but stood at the door and asked softly.

Upon hearing Xue Qinghe's voice, Xue Luochuan's eyes flickered rapidly before he slowly turned around, looked at Xue Qinghe at the door, and said, "Father Emperor, he's unconscious."

"Oh?"

"What did Father Emperor say before he fell into a coma?"

Xue Qinghe put one hand behind his back and asked softly.

"Father Emperor said that my eldest brother should succeed to the throne."

"Let me be a prince."

Xue Luochuan casually found a place to sit down and looked at Xue Qinghe with an indifferent gaze.

"Let me succeed to the throne?"

Xue Qinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with suspicion.

Something's not right.

Something is very, very wrong.

"Father Emperor's arrangement is somewhat inappropriate. If it comes to succession, you, my second brother, are clearly more suitable."

Xue Qinghe leaned against the doorway, responding calmly, but in his heart he was calculating when.

"Brother, you are mistaken."

"The matter of succession is entirely up to Father Emperor. Since Father Emperor has said that the eldest brother should succeed to the throne, then naturally the eldest brother will succeed to the throne."

"As the future prince, I will leave the Imperial Palace now to choose my future Prince Manor."

Xue Luochuan smiled and walked towards the door.

The idea of Xue Qinghe succeeding to the throne was, of course, just something he made up on the spot.

Given the current situation, he would fight for anything, even a will, let alone an oral edict.

The main reason for saying this was to make Xue Qinghe careless, thus giving him more time to make more preparations.

Hehe~

I think it's best if the second brother succeeds to the throne.

"We are brothers, sharing the same throne. It doesn't matter who sits on it."

Xue Qinghe smiled and patted Xue Luochuan on the shoulder.

"Strike first, or suffer the consequences."

"Supporting our own forces now is no less important than supporting Xue Luochuan. Preparing in advance and striking first is the key."

Xue Qinghe silently made plans in his mind.

Xue Luochuan smiled at Xue Qinghe, but showed no intention of speaking.

His idea was similar to Xue Qinghe's: to strike first.

The two walked out of the room together and headed out of the Imperial Palace.

Leaving the Imperial Palace.

The two went in different directions.

Xue Luochuan headed to the King Canglan's Mansion.

Xue Qinghe was heading to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and planned to visit the Tang Sect on his way back.

At the same time.

King Canglan's Mansion.

Xue Ke sat in the Hall, her eyes slightly red, eating pastries with her head down.

"Sister Bai, my Father Emperor is seriously ill."

As Xue Ke ate pastries, she recounted the events in the Imperial Palace, though her voice sounded somewhat choked with emotion.

"Is Xue Ye seriously ill?"

A glint of light flashed in Bai Wanwan's eyes, but she calmly picked up the teapot and personally poured Xue Ke a cup of tea.

"Hmm~"

"My Father Emperor also said that things might not be peaceful in the Imperial Palace, and that I should not return Imperial Palace for the time being."

"So after thinking it over, I came here to see you, Sister Bai."

Xue Ke nodded somewhat dejectedly.

"Then please stay here for now."

"No matter what happens in the Imperial Palace, it won't affect you. You can stay here without worry."

Bai Wanwan said softly.

Upon hearing this, Xue Ke looked up at Bai Wanwan in front of her and gently nodded her little head.

And at that very moment...

Shi Nian entered the Hall and bowed to Bai Wanwan.

"Young Lady, the Second Prince has arrived."

Shi Nian's voice was full of respect.

"I see."

"Please let the Second Prince in. Also, please show the Princess Your Highness to a room so Princess Your Highness can stay at the King Canglan's Mansion."

Bai Wanwan waved her hand and gave the instructions softly.