Mi Yang, who had been galloping back from Huashan, noticed hundreds of ministers kneeling outside Liu Bei's chamber when he first arrived.

At the same time, hundreds of ministers realized Mi Yang's return and raised their heads to look at him.

As the two looked at each other, the miserable expressions on the faces of hundreds of Han ministers were clearly noticed by Mi Yang.

After seeing this scene, Mi Yang's most unwilling speculation seemed to suddenly come true.

At this moment, Mi Yang did not care about the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers. Under the gaze of hundreds of ministers, Mi Yang walked straight into Liu Bei's bedroom.

Going to the palace with swords and shoes, entering the court without being followed, and being praised and worshiped without recognition. These are the three honors Liu Bei bestowed on Mi Yang.

It can be said that even with these three honors, Mi Yang rarely used them.

Unexpectedly, the first time Mi Yang used such privileges was under such circumstances.

After entering the dormitory, Mi Yang smelled a strong medicinal smell in her nose, and saw a look of surprise on her face, which was as golden as paper.

Under Liu Bei's expectant gaze, Mi Yang ran to Liu Bei's bed as fast as she could in her life.

Then a sad cry rang out, and Mi Yang knelt in front of Liu Bei.

"Your Majesty, I'm late!"

Listening to Mi Yang's sad and guilty cry, and then looking at the dusty Mi Yang in front of him, Liu Bei seemed to have encountered something extremely happy. It was now his deathbed, but at this time the smile on his face was

Always in bloom.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back.

Get closer to me."

As his vitality gradually passed away, Liu Bei's eyes were no longer functioning well.

Liu Bei found that even though he was close at hand, he could not see Mi Yang's appearance clearly.

But how can this be done?

At Liu Bei's call, Mi Yang quickly took a few steps forward, but Liu Bei still felt unsatisfied.

"Sit next to me."

While saying this, Liu Bei moved his weak body with difficulty, leaving a space for Mi Yang to sit on his couch.

Mi Yang did not dare to neglect Liu Bei's words and actions.

Under the attention of everyone in the palace, Mi Yang stood up and sat down on Liu Bei's couch.

After Mi Yang just sat down, Liu Bei, who was finally able to see Mi Yang's face clearly, immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed Mi Yang.

Liu Bei seemed worried that he would not be able to see Mi Yang in the next moment.

It's not that Liu Bei thinks Mi Yang will leave him, it's that he wants to leave Mi Yang.

After feeling the real touch in his hands and feeling the constant warmth from Mi Yang's hands, Liu Bei said with satisfaction:

"God is still not kind to me."

"When I was young, I met Yun Chang, who was a good man. Since then, I have had a brother who will never leave me in life or death.

I met Kong Ming in middle age. From then on, I no longer hesitated about myself, nor did I lament that the Han Dynasty would never be restored.

I have to meet you in my old age."

When he said this, Liu Bei paused subconsciously.

After a brief pause, Liu Bei continued: "Since then, I finally have the confidence to shout out the lifelong dream of "Second Patriarch Siwu"."

"Returning to my dreams at midnight, I sometimes wonder, when did it start that you gradually became comparable to the Marquis of Huaiyin?

Obviously when you were young, your talents were not outstanding.

But I kept thinking about it, and kept thinking about it, but in the end I couldn't figure it out.

Perhaps Emperor Xiaowu also had my doubts and sighs when he was alive.

You and Huo Dashima are both too dazzling, so dazzling that it makes people feel unreal.

But it’s also so dazzling that it fills me and the big man with pride.”

As he talked, Liu Bei asked with a smile:

"You were ordered to go to Huashan to pray for the people of the world, but I know that when you kneel at the feet of the gods in the sky, the first words in your heart must be for me.

Yes or no?"

Facing Liu Bei's inquiry, Mi Yang nodded silently with tears in her eyes.

After receiving Mi Yang's affirmative answer, Liu Bei seemed to have heard something very gratifying. He couldn't help but patted Mi Yang's hand and said happily:

"Silly boy, stupid boy.

All the gods in the sky are sealed by me, how can they interfere with my lifespan?"

Although Liu Bei did not believe in ghosts and gods, Mi Yang's filial piety still made him happy.

Then Liu Bei pulled Mi Yang's hand to his chest, and at the same time Liu Bei's eyes signaled Liu Chan to come forward.

When Mi Yang and Liu Chan were both in front and behind him, Liu Bei's cloudy eyes kept struggling to capture the figures of Mi Yang and Liu Chan.

Upon seeing this, Liu Chan took the initiative to put his hand into Liu Bei's other hand.

After holding Liu Chan's hand, Liu Bei was overjoyed. He quickly intertwined Mi Yang's and Liu Chan's hands tightly.

"Taizong once said: The birth of all things in the world is without death; the dead are the principles of heaven and earth and the nature of all things. How sad is this!

Regarding death, I have the same attitude as Taizong, and I am not afraid of it.

But as a father, there are some things I have to say.

You two are both my children in my heart.

Among the three auxiliary ministers I have selected, Zi Sheng is the youngest. It is foreseeable that in the future, the only auxiliary minister of the Han Dynasty will be Zi Sheng.

Cao Pi and Sun Quan are both good at intrigues and intrigues. After seeing my death, there is no guarantee that they will not use some intrigues to drive a wedge between the emperor and his ministers.

Even if there is no external cause and people's hearts are strange, there will still be people with ulterior motives in the Han Dynasty.

Power often changes people easily. I don't want you two brothers to have any resentment because of power one day in the future.

Today's Han Dynasty was founded on friendship, and I hope this friendship can continue forever.

Sir, can you promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will treat Zisheng like I did my two uncles, Yun Chang and Yide, without any doubts and trusting me wholeheartedly?"

When he asked this question, the strength in Liu Bei's hands suddenly increased, and even his eyes became blazing.

Feeling the strength from Liu Bei's hand, Liu Chan nodded hurriedly at Liu Bei.

"My child swears here that he will never trust Da Sima in his life!

No matter how much affection the parents have, the children will definitely have a beginning and an end!"

After hearing Liu Chan's assurance, Liu Bei slowly let go of his hand with relief.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mi Yang on the side was already moved by Liu Bei's words and was beyond words.

Only at this moment did Mi Yang understand why Zhuge Liang was so moved when Liu Bei was left alone in history.

Liu Bei believes in friendship, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have some worries.

But when faced with those worries, the object of Liu Bei's suspicion was not the ministers, but his own son.

"If there is any failure, then Liu Bei doesn't want to think about it. It is his descendants who have failed you."

It is this attitude that makes any conscientious minister not burst into tears with gratitude?

Is there any conscientious minister who would not sacrifice himself to death because of Liu Bei's attitude?

Only the virtuous and only the virtuous, only the virtuous and only the virtuous!

Mi Yang cried and bowed before Liu Bei's bed, unable to utter a word.

I just couldn't help but pause.

After Liu Chan made his promise, Liu Bei then looked at Mi Yang:

"Zisheng, can you promise me something?"

Hearing Liu Bei suddenly say this, Mi Yang quickly looked up at Liu Bei and replied:

"Your Majesty, please tell me, I will die to do it!"

After Mi Yang answered, Liu Bei said with emotion:

"I heard that after death, there may be spirits underground.

But the period of being a spirit will not last long, and he will eventually be reincarnated as a human again.

If this is true, I will wait for you underground for ten years.

Within ten years, can you set up a sacrifice to heaven and earth in my hometown of Zhuoxian to comfort me?"

After finishing speaking, Liu Bei had a look of shame on his face.

"The ten-year period may be rushed, but I'm worried that I won't be able to wait underground for too long."
To be continued...