Chapter 128.2: Rebirth of the Black Lotus (5)
Lin Shiheng attentively rubbed his shoulders, still acting like a dandy Prince who didn’t know the hardships of the world.
However, it was in a certain way that Emperor Anqing didn’t notice. He was squeezing his shoulders and tapping his acupuncture points every now and then.
The more at ease he was, the more concerned Emperor Anqing became.
Although he was technically in his prime, he had suffered too many assassination attempts in his early years. The situation was so serious at the time that he couldn’t even seek medical treatment from a doctor, so he delayed until now and became physically weak.
Now, he could clearly feel that his body was getting heavier and heavier every day. Coupled with the fact that nothing was born in his harem, although the doctor said that his health didn’t affect his ability to have children, Emperor Anqing decided that he had already broken his body, and wouldn’t be able to bear any children, nor did he have much time left.
Even if he had no heir to the throne he had worked so hard to seize, he would never give it to someone else. Even if he had to do so, he would give it to his younger brother from the same mother.
But in the end, he was the child he had grown up with, and he couldn’t bear to let his younger brother, who had always been free and easy-going, study day and night like he did, not daring to relax for a moment. Sitting on the throne wasn’t easy. He couldn’t stop, and for the sake of the country, he had to continue to deal with government affairs even when he was sick and in pain.
Feeling the gradual relaxation at his shoulders from his brother’s massaging by tapping, Emperor Anqing sighed, “You’ve been here long enough, go and visit Empress Mother. I still have a bunch of things to do here.”
Not wanting his younger brother to suffer, the only thing he could do was to take care of the country from top to bottom while he was still alive, and then hand it over to his brother in a complete and prosperous state.