Finally, a month later, Ling Mulao fainted on the thousand-year-old ice. When the Empress Dowager and others arrived, she was already unconscious from a high fever.

While in coma, Ling Mulao seemed to have dreamed of many happy things. There was a smile on her lips from beginning to end, and she looked very happy.

"Mom, Huang'e mother... Xiaoyi is afraid, mother, don't leave Xiaoyi like father." Xiaoyi called in her ear, but no matter how many times she called, she couldn't get a response.

The illness lasted for half a month. When I woke up, Xiaoyi, Hua Wuxin, the Empress Dowager and a whole room of people were sitting at the bedside waiting for me. It could be seen that they were all extremely tired.

"Rao'er, the Queen Mother knows that you are feeling sad, but Yi'er has passed away, you still have Xiao Yi, and the Queen Mother, so you have to let go." The Queen Mother comforted her sadly.

Hua Wuxin didn't speak at all, but looked deeply at Ling Muchao. If he could, he would really like to smooth out the frown on her brows with his own hands.

"Mom, if mom is unhappy, you can cry and make a fuss like Xiaoyi, but... don't leave Xiaoyi." Xiaoyi begged with red and swollen eyes.

Ling Mulao just smiled lightly after hearing this, then raised his weak hand to stroke Xiaoyi's head.

She has always been strong and brave since she was a child. No matter how much pain and tears she had, she kept them deep in her heart. It was still the same this time. Even though she cried many times, she was never in front of them.

This coma dragged down a lot of government affairs. Although the Empress Dowager helped to manage it, there were still many imperfections.

As soon as he woke up, Ling Mulao asked Wang Quanjin to take the memorial to his bedroom, and began to review the memorial and deal with state affairs day and night.

Although she didn't say it, everyone could see that she was using her busyness to relieve the pain in her heart. However, her body could not bear the pain before she recovered from this serious illness.

Day by day, Ling Mulao became more and more emaciated and thin. She would occasionally cough up some blood when no one could see her, but she just laughed it off.

Ling Mulao no longer sleeps on the thousand-year ice bed. She knows that now she has to pave the way for Xiaoyi's future. Even if she is gone one day, Xiaoyi can still be his emperor in peace.

However, Ling Mulao began to drink alcohol, because this was the only way to numb his brain, otherwise he would not be able to sleep at all night after night.

The more wine, the more hurtful it is, but if there is not enough wine, you can't sleep. Ling Mulao's bedroom is filled with countless wine jars. If you didn't know better, you would think it was a wine cellar.

"The Queen Mother, your health is the most important thing!" Feng Yan was about to finish the recent military report. After a slight hesitation, he still frowned and persuaded.

Ling Mulao kept holding the brush and said in a calm voice: "General Feng, the Ai family knows that you are loyal and courageous. If the Ai family dies in the future, the emperor will entrust you to support him."

Feng Yan was slightly shocked, but Ling Mulao often said such words recently. Not only him, but even the Emperor and the Empress, and even Xiaoyi, who was ignorant of human affairs, knew that she was doing something behind her death.

Presumably, she hoped to follow the late emperor.

There was more and more fear, but as the days went by for half a year, Ling Mulao's body became worse and worse. He always tried to be energetic, but he couldn't hide the lack of energy in his eyes.

Four months ago, Hua Wuxin returned to Yunyao Island because of some matters. When she returned now, she saw that Ling Mulao's life was only hanging on by a breath, and she couldn't help but feel angry and painful.
Chapter completed!