"Father, since you're unconscious, why bother waking up?" Zhu Youji's words were light, but in Emperor Tianqi's heart, they struck like thunder.
His body trembled for a moment, gritting his teeth, he said fiercely, "You can't do this. I am the ruler, I am your father, I am the true Dragon Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty. Do you want to seize the throne?"
"Aren't you afraid of our ancestors coming for you?"
"Ancestors?" Zhu Youji looked at Emperor Tianqi, suddenly showing a contemptuous smile, shook his head, and said, "Father, there are some things I don't want to say, don't force me."
"To tell the truth, isn't everything that the Second Brother and I have become now all caused by you?"
"Do you really have no responsibility at all?"
"After I die, why would he care about the raging flood?"
"This sentence, I said it to the Second Brother, but also to you!"
"What?" Emperor Tianqi's face instantly turned ugly. "What do you mean?"