"Return...return your Majesty, in this medicinal soup, some sour plums were added today." An **** wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then said cautiously, with a very panic expression on his face and sweat on his face. Dripping.

"Sour plum?" When Emperor Ming Dynasty heard the eunuch's words, his brows were slightly frowned, and his face was puzzled.

"Your Majesty said, your majesty’s recent loss of appetite, sour plum has the effect of increasing appetite, so it was specially added for you." The **** nodded gently, and then said cautiously, his voice full of The color of fear.

"Other than that, is there nothing else in this soup?" After listening to the words of his eunuch, Emperor Da Ming was taken aback for a while, and then said aloud.

"Your Majesty, this decoction is meticulously prepared by me. Each of the medicinal materials in it has been tested in many ways and there is absolutely no problem." Grand Doctor Jiang glanced at Emperor Ming carefully, and then said bitterly.

Although Emperor Da Ming was a Ming monarch of the Longteng Dynasty, he was actually decisive and frightening.

Originally, Emperor Ming was not emperor. He was the third son of the last emperor and was not qualified to inherit the position of prince.

But he suddenly rebelled, and then killed his elder brother and second brother, and finally forced the former emperor to abdicate and place the emperor in his place.

At the beginning, the Longteng dynasty was quite critical of Emperor Ming, but Emperor Ming acted decisively and worked hard to govern. After years of hard work, he stabilized his position as emperor.

As a person who has been with Emperor Ming, Taiyi Jiang has a very good understanding of the emperor's true temperament.

Normally, Emperor Ming is very generous, but if he touches his inverse scales, Emperor Ming will absolutely kill you mercilessly, and even punish the nine races, it is not impossible.

After hearing the words of those people, Emperor Ming frowned slightly, feeling a little stunned, then turned his head and glanced at the old **** who had fallen to the ground.

This old **** has been by his side when Emperor Ming was very young. He is his most reliable confidant, but now he has suffered such a disaster, which is really embarrassing.

Emperor Mingdi was not the kind of soft-hearted person. The sadness in his heart only lasted for a short while before it had completely disappeared.

This is actually no wonder Emperor Ming, but the most ruthless emperor family, which has been the case since ancient times.

"Drag Mr. Chen's body and bury it." After the Emperor Ming thought for a while, he waved his hand very casually, and then said aloud.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the three hurriedly said respectfully, and then tiptoed to the side and began to clean up the messy scene.

When did the little **** see such a terrible scene? He was so scared that his calf cried a lot, and even accidentally broke a vase.

That vase is one of the treasures of Emperor Ming Emperor. He has always placed it on the side of the dragon couch to admire, and is his favorite.

"Puff!"

After the little **** saw this scene, he was even more frightened. He knelt down in a hurry, and then kept knocking his head.

"Your Majesty, forgive me, the slave didn't mean it, please forgive me!" The little **** was dripping with cold sweat and his voice was trembling, and then said in fear.

"Fine, you all go back, I'm a little tired." The painful color flashed in the eyes of Emperor Ming, he looked at the mess on the ground, and then shook his head unexpectedly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!" After the little **** heard the words of Emperor Ming, he relieved his heart, and then said with excitement.

The other people also began to quickly clean up the Great Ming Emperor's room. They moved very quickly. In a short while, they had already cleaned up the dragon couch and completely restored it to its former appearance.

Emperor Mingdi slowly lay on his couch, he closed his eyes lightly, a flash of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he was thinking quickly in his heart.

Why did Tianyiyi and Beishandao betray themselves? Did he, the emperor, fail so much?

It's okay to say that Beishan Dao, his rebellion was also expected by Emperor Ming, but the method of Tianyizhu has completely exceeded Emperor Ming's expectations.

"Oh, maybe I really did something wrong." Emperor Ming sighed slowly, his entire face became much older, and the aura on his body was also nonexistent.

"My body has actually become so bad. It seems that it is really the limit to reduce the wisdom, God will not bless me!" Emperor Ming squeezed his fist tightly, he said with a look of unwillingness, although in his heart There is a lot of pride, but the body is already very old.

The exercise practiced by Emperor Ming Dynasty, named Dragon Technique, is the strongest technique of the Dragon Empire. Only contemporary emperors can practice it. It is extremely powerful, but it also has many limitations.

To practice this technique, you need to fit the dragon's energy with your own fortune, and then nourish your body. The stronger his aura, the stronger his own strength.

Similarly, if one's own Qi Luck declines, it will not only affect the Dragon Qi, but may also affect the entire Grand Fortune of the Dragon Dynasty.

Now that the Great Ming Emperor's body is so bad, it seems that his end is approaching, otherwise, it won't become what it is now.

"No, my country must not let others go. Otherwise, I should face the ancestors and ancestors in harmony? The Longteng dynasty must not be destroyed in my hands!" Emperor Ming's eyes widened sharply. He roared in his heart, and then struggled to get up from the bed.

Soon, Emperor Ming got up from his dragon couch. He walked out of the room with a trembling body, and then walked to a very secret location. After nine bends and eighteen bends, he slowly came to a brand new one. The place.

Piles of treasures appeared in front of Emperor Ming, but he turned a deaf ear to them, and walked quickly past these treasures, and then walked straight to a treasure box.

Emperor Ming trembling opened the treasure box with a red pill the size of a longan, quietly displayed in it.

A struggling color flashed across Da Mingdi's face, but his expression soon calmed down. He stretched out his right hand without hesitation, grabbed the pill, raised his head and swallowed it directly.

Emperor Ming slowly closed his eyes, his already decayed air luck actually began to warm up, and his old illnesses were quickly healed.

But Emperor Ming's face was still very pale, almost without the slightest blood. His majestic appearance now looked more like a dying person.