After Princess Changle followed Yu Chaoen back to the Luoyi Imperial Palace, she immediately went to see Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long.
At the sight of Changle, an inexplicable smile appeared on Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's somewhat pallid face.
Seeing Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's increasingly frail body, Princess Changle's heart ached for him. Before they had exchanged more than a few words, Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long began coughing violently.
Before long, great mouthfuls of blood gushed forth amid his coughing.
Even with Grand National Teacher Yu Zhen's prescription, the medicine had yet to take shape. Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's condition had not improved in the slightest; instead, there were signs of it worsening.
Watching Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long cough up blood, Princess Changle was so anxious that tears streamed down her face. Even when she hastily poured the abundant spiritual power within her into Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's body, it was of no use whatsoever.
Yet it allowed her to sense Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's physical condition even more clearly.
The meridians and internal organs within Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's body were like dried-up rivers, with scarcely any vitality left.
Given Princess Changle's cultivation and attainments, she had long understood that Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long did not have much time left. This only made her more sorrowful.
As Changle personally attended to Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long's medicine, Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long stroked Princess Changle's long hair with a face full of tenderness.
"Changle, I have had many children in my life, but you alone are the one I cherish most, the one most precious to me.
"I even considered passing this great throne on to you, but you are a daughter. Making you Princess Regent was already the limit of what I could do... cough, cough..."
Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long once