Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Waiting is numb day by day, in fact there is nothing to wait for, Song Le is talking with the empress.

"Le'er, did it rain yesterday?" The woman asked softly after coughing several times.

Song Le shook his head, and said softly: "No, but the sky is very cloudy, it's probably about to fall."

The woman was getting paler and thinner, and she was getting weaker day by day.

It seems that various places have begun to feel uneasy again, with uprisings happening one after another.

Lu Zhizhi has been so busy recently that he hardly ever takes a break. Although he still smiles and talks warmly in front of her, the tiredness between his brows and eyes cannot be concealed.

Song Le waited for the empress to fall asleep before leaving and returning to Lu Zhizhi's bedroom.

Looking out the window at the gloomy gray sky with billowing dark clouds, she suddenly remembered that the last time she went home, her father's hair had turned gray a lot, and he was no longer as energetic as before, so she couldn't help feeling worried.

As if confirming her uneasy premonition, a loud muffled sound came.

It's thundering.

Lu Zhizhi's eyes were red.

"Yes, yes, ma'am."

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"Where is Zhizhi? Where is Zhizhi?" He asked in a hurry, the appearance of Liushen Wuzhu completely lost the dignity of the past.

"Tell the Imperial Physician! Pass the Imperial Physician!!!"

The sky is gloomy, the wind and rain are about to come, the cold wind blows, and the sand and rocks are flying.

Just like the handsome and tall man when he was a child, he waved to him and said, "Emperor, come here."

An uneasy premonition flashed across his heart, his brows furrowed deeper, and he walked in with worry in his eyes.

Lu Zhizhi hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe it with trembling hands, gritted his teeth, held back his tears and said, "Father, I won't..."

at the same time--

When Lu Zhizhi arrived at the emperor's bedroom, he saw a group of ministers kneeling at the door.

The emperor, who is over half a hundred years old, is lying on the bed dying at this moment. Due to taking too much medicine, his body is prematurely aging, his hair is already gray, his face is old, and his eyes are dark.

After Lu Zhizhi learned of this, he was taken aback for a moment, then his expression changed drastically, and he rushed away with a frown.

"Emperor..." The old and weak voice, I don't know if it was his illusion, but he could hear the meaning of remorse.

"Father... is about to die..." There were several coughs again, blood stained his hands.

The queen woke up from the nightmare with inexplicable palpitations, and hurriedly called for her personal maid.

She frowned, and got up to look for it.

Turning his head with difficulty, seeing him coming in, he twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and waved at him slowly.

A crisp and broken sound sounded in the emperor's bedroom, and the old eunuch screamed in horror.

"Go and call him, hurry, hurry." The anxiety in the woman's heart was intense.

Soon, the ministers were hastily summoned to lie down on the steps outside the bedroom door and kneel together.

Song Le was startled, sobered up, looking around the huge bedroom, there were only a few palace maids who looked like wooden figures, but there was no sign of A Bao.

The maid knelt down in fear and fear and replied: "Go back to your mother, His Royal Highness is changing the memorial in the imperial study."

The emperor vomited blood all over the floor, and was lying weak and old on the couch, convulsing.

Lu Zhizhi's throat was dry for a while, he quickened his pace and walked over, knelt down in front of the couch, and called out, "Father, my son is here."

The old emperor tried his best to hold the corner of his mouth, and his wrinkled hands fell on his head, trembling with remorse, coughing and panting weakly: "Father, I'm sorry for you..."

It was because he was afraid of death and was blinded by the so-called longevity medicine that he got such retribution.

"Father...you will have only one son in your life..." He smiled again, and dismissed the harem many years ago, which can be regarded as fulfilling his sweetheart's wish to have a couple for life.

It's just that a good beginning doesn't end well.

"For me...and your mother...speak, say, I know I was wrong..." The man looked at his palm, how he hit it at that time, and he shed two lines of dirty tears.