Last Words

"What's the point of me being the emperor now that you're dead?" The emperor's tears fell.

"I have nothing to worry about. Steamed Bun." "He is not my son, but he is fated to be with me. And Yi Qing, that woman is arrogant and willful, she would rather die than bend, so the Emperor will have to take care of her and her son in the future."

"I know, stop it. Xiao Fen, I beg of you, can you please take a break? "

"Your Majesty, after I die, please let Steamed Bun be my foster son. If Yi Qing is called his son, then he shall be his son. I do not care about this, as long as the two of them are well. "

"You haven't even confessed to Yi Qing, and you've already died. It's not a loss for you!"

"Why does a dying person have to make her feel uncomfortable? "Perhaps she won't feel unwell. I've only just understood my intentions, she definitely doesn't like me …"

If he had had the time, he would have told Yi Qing that he was a dull fool.