The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

"Are you saying you want to change your last name to Feng?"

"That's right, Your Majesty."

Rong Sheng bowed and said, "I am willing to become a daughter of the Feng family, and I hope you can grant the Feng family a title."

"This way, no one in the capital will dare to look down on the Feng family."

As he spoke, Rong Sheng knelt down again, "I hope the emperor will grant my wish!"

"I understand—"

The emperor slowly leaned towards the dragon throne, his expression was indistinguishable, "What then? Do you not want to return to the battlefield?"

As he spoke, he concealed the vigilance in his eyes without leaving a trace, but Rong Sheng still caught it.

"I have been fighting on the battlefield for several years and am already exhausted both physically and mentally."

Rong Sheng nodded calmly and said, "Now I just want to be a real woman."

It’s not that she doesn’t want to go to the battlefield again, but the way of a gentleman is to keep to the middle.

As a child of Dazhen, if the country and family were really in danger, she would definitely go through fire and water and sacrifice her life for the country.

But at this moment, she could only behave herself well enough to avoid the emperor's suspicion.

Because she wants to protect the Feng family.

Therefore, she would never go back to her old path.

We must never let the Feng family be destroyed like the Shen family.

When the emperor heard that Rong Sheng was not interested in the battlefield, his tightly pursed lips finally relaxed.

"I understand your feelings. Even though you are brave and good at fighting, you are not a man after all. I was too selfish before."

"After that, I drafted an imperial decree, and Feng Sheng, the eldest daughter of the Feng family, was rewarded for saving the emperor. Feng Cheng, the head of the Feng family, was specially conferred the title of Marquis of Mingshun."

The emperor's decree this time was quite straightforward, and Rong Sheng was so excited that he couldn't express it in words.

"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty!"

She bowed respectfully, then came out of the imperial study with such joy that when she turned around, she didn't notice the emperor's face suddenly turned pale.

As Rong Sheng's figure disappeared at the door, the imperial study returned to peace.

The emperor could no longer suppress the knife-like pain in his chest and began to cough violently.

The sound was like bursts of muffled thunder. Eunuch Gao looked worried, and the worry in his tone was overflowing.

"Your Majesty, please eat more, otherwise how can you recover from your illness?"

Seeing that the emperor did not respond, Eunuch Gao sighed secretly, then picked up the medicinal food beside him and handed it to the emperor.

The emperor took a look at the food in front of him that was emitting a faint fragrance, but he felt nauseous and pushed it aside: "Birth, aging, illness and death are the laws of nature. I know it well."

"But your Majesty..."

"Don't say any more."

The emperor waved his hand, signaling Eunuch Gao to leave.

He picked up the document on the table again and began to read it carefully.

But if you look closely, you will find that his hands are still shaking uncontrollably, as if they are bearing a thousand pounds of weight.

In fact, his body had already been weak, so why would he need to be poisoned by Queen Xia, who had been banished to the cold palace?

He put down the document tremblingly, and his dim eyes slowly turned to the window.

Rong Sheng’s words just now touched his fragile nerves.

Although the Shen family was destroyed by Prince Jin and others, he was the real culprit.

He often dreamed of Shen Huo and Shen Yun covered in blood.

In the past, he always felt that as an emperor, future generations would understand what he did.

But now thinking about it, he realized how ridiculous he was.

"puff--"

His heart felt more and more burning, and then blood gushed out of his mouth, staining half of the table red.

The next second, he closed his eyes and fell in a pool of blood with a pale face.

The whole room was suddenly filled with the smell of blood.

It seemed as if he could sense the gloomy atmosphere hovering around the imperial study.

The sunny day suddenly became cloudy.

Then, cold rain poured down like a bucket.

The entire palace was shrouded in fog, which lasted until three days later.

This morning, the heavy rain stopped.

At this moment, the emperor was still sleeping on the dragon couch.

Feng Cheng, director of the Imperial Medical Bureau, was concentrating on giving acupuncture to the emperor.

After a while, the emperor was finally awakened by the pain and slowly opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty, you are awake!"

A relieved smile finally appeared on Feng Cheng's tired face.

The pressure on the director of the Imperial Medical Service is indeed not small.

The emperor is old, and coupled with excessive worry, his body is already riddled with holes, and I'm afraid he won't live long.

After all, he had only just taken office.

Even though he had advanced medical skills, the emperor's condition had already been delayed to this point, so he had to do his best to prolong the time.

"Feng Cheng——"

The emperor's weak voice came from the couch, and Feng Cheng stepped forward immediately.

"I am here——"

"I have already drafted an edict to have Shen Yun change his surname to Feng. From now on, your Feng family will have an eldest daughter. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand."

"She also asked for a title for the Feng family. You must not neglect her."

"Your Majesty, rest assured. She is my sister's only child. I will never treat her harshly."

"Um--"

After hearing this, the emperor finally felt relieved, closed his eyes weakly and said, "You can leave now."

Eunuch Gao saw Feng Cheng go out, and then he came to the emperor.

"Eunuch Gao, I don't have much time left. Please bring me paper and pen."

"Your Majesty, what are you doing..."

"Go get it!"

The emperor raised his voice, and the coughs that followed became heavier with each passing moment.

"Okay, okay, old slave, go right now."

In a blink of an eye, the golden edict was covered with the emperor's densely packed handwriting.

Eunuch Gao stood quietly by the side, but his expression was uglier than if he was crying.

Because the emperor had to take a long breath every time he wrote a line.

It was unknown how much time had passed before the emperor finally completed the edict in bits and pieces.

He held the will in his palm and said to Eunuch Gao, "Call them over."

Half an incense stick later, all the princes knelt in the emperor's bedroom.

The leader was Song Xuanlin, who lowered his head at the moment, listening silently to the emperor's weak breathing.

After a long time, the emperor regained some of his energy, "Xuanlin, come here."

"It's Father."

Song Xuanlin gently came to the side of the emperor. The emperor grabbed Song Xuanlin's hand and used the force to half sit up.

"Xuanlin, you are the prince I favor the most."

The emperor held Song Xuanlin's wrist tightly, with no intention of relaxing. "Don't ever make the same mistake as me and be tortured by guilt."

"Father..."

Song Xuanlin felt distressed when he heard this, but was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to comfort her.

"Now, in front of all the princes, I will pass the throne to you."

As he said this, he stuffed the will into Song Xuanlin's hands, "I will hand it over to you while I am still alive. From now on, no one can stand in your way."

"Don't let your father down."

These words were nothing more than a warning and a warning to the others present.

After all, when the late emperor was alive, he was not the most powerful prince.

He was often ridiculed and bullied by others.

So, when the late emperor was unconscious, he took the opportunity to tamper with the edict.

When other princes were dissatisfied, he relied on the support of his mother's family and King Jing'an, fought his way out without any mercy, and finally succeeded in ascending the throne.

But times have changed, and now he no longer wants to see the bloody scene of brothers killing each other.

Song Xuanlin silently clenched the imperial edict in his hand, as if he was holding a sharp blade.

For the rest of his life, he will be able to protect Dazhen and take good care of her.

"Xuan Lin will remember Father's teachings in his heart."

"But, I have one more thing to ask of you..."

"You are talking about Feng Sheng, the eldest daughter of the Feng family, right?"

The emperor had seen through everything and said in a deep voice, "She has a good character and is good at both civil and military affairs. She is a good candidate to be a queen."