"Go and send orders to each camp."

"yes."

Hu Huaian turned around respectfully, but felt more and more ominous in his heart.

The emperor's health was getting worse and worse, and even the elixir was gradually losing its effectiveness.

As a chamberlain, even though he felt a little rebellious, he couldn't help but think about it.

"If His Majesty dies, who will be the new monarch?"

King Qi? No, no, he is dead!

King of Shu? Hiss, but the King of Shu is suspected of colluding with foreign enemies!

Grand-grandson? His name is justifiable, he is indeed orthodox. His Majesty must support him... But how many years has it been since his grandson came back? This is too short!

As for the other royal families?

Don't even think about it.

"Is it true that there is a destiny? Your grandson is really sown by heaven?"
Chapter completed!