Jinling City, East Palace.

Zhu Biao was lying on the bed looking very haggard.

He was really sick, and very sick.

And he didn't have anything to do about his illness.

Hua Tuo is treating Zhu Biao, and Hua Tuo still likes this prince very much.

Because he felt that Zhu Biao was relatively very gentle, different from other princes.

It's just that after he treated Zhu Biao, he got up and sighed.

"Doctor Hua, how is the prince's illness?"

After the next dynasty, Zhu Zhang has already come, he has many sons, among which there are three favorites, Zhu Biao, Zhu Di and Zhu Quan, and among the three princes, his favorite is Zhu Biao.

Without him, although Zhu Biao is the least like him, he is the prince who makes him feel the most comfortable.

This is the kind of feeling that neither Zhu Di nor Zhu Quan can give him.

Zhu Biao is like a spring breeze, he can warm anyone.

Hua Tuo's face was a little ugly.

"Holy Lord, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's illness is already very serious, I'm afraid it's ...... There is no way to return to heaven. ”

When he heard the words "Huitian Lack of Technique", Zhu Zhang's expression suddenly became a little ugly, and his tone became cold: "Hua Tuo, no matter what, I want you to be optimistic about the prince, otherwise I want your head." ”

Caring is chaotic, because he doesn't want his son to have something to do, Zhu Zhang has lost his mind.

However, Zhu Biao smiled: "Father, life and death are fateful, why should you embarrass the Chinese miracle doctor?" ”

Even if he was going to die, Zhu Biao didn't want anyone to be affected or implicated because of his death.

After he said this, Zhu Zhang's face was a little better, looking at his son, he really didn't know what to say.

"Doctor Hua, is there really no way to do it?"

"Holy Lord, Weichen can only do his best."

Zhu Zhang nodded, and after comforting Zhu Biao, he finally left.

The news that the crown prince Zhu Biao was seriously ill soon spread in Jinling City.

And after the news spread, many people were talking, and of course, many more people were uncomfortable.

"The prince is a good man, but why is he sick?"

"Who said no, the prince is sympathetic to our people, God should let him live a long life."

"That's it, that's it, God is too unfair, I'm willing to use my life in exchange for the prince's well-being."

“…………”

Zhu Biao has a good reputation among the people in recent years, and he is very popular with the people, and everyone likes him very much, so after learning that he is sick, everyone is very sad.

However, for some officials of the Ming Kingdom, they began to think about their next side.

Zhu Biao's illness may not be curable, if Zhu Biao dies, they will have to choose another backer, and the chosen backer must have the ability to become a prince.

Everyone was talking, and the atmosphere in Jinling City suddenly became a little depressing.

Time passed slowly like this, and it was late spring in a blink of an eye.

In Jinling City in late spring, the weather is already a little unbearable.

And at this time, the crown prince Zhu Biao's condition worsened.

That night, he died suddenly.

Palace.

Zhu Zhang was resting in the dormitory, and a palace man hurriedly ran in, and then knelt down: "Holy ......"

The palace people shouted, and Zhu Zhang suddenly sat up from the bed.

"What's wrong?"

"Holy Lord, Prince...... It's up. ”

Hearing that Zhu Biao was dead, Zhu Zhang suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"My son, my son ......"

Zhu Zhang was very painful, very painful, he actually sent a white-haired person to a black-haired person, such a human tragedy actually happened to him, which made him unacceptable.

This is the last thing that any parent wants to see.

But Zhu Biao really saw it.

He wanted to cry, but he didn't know why, he only had heartache and couldn't cry at all.

However, when he raised his face, tears could not help but flow out of his eyes.

"Swing and go...... East Palace. ”

It was already very late at night, but Zhu Zhang still had to go to the East Palace, and he wanted to send his son on his last journey.

There are stars in the sky tonight, and occasionally one or two meteors will cross the sky, after Zhu Zhang entered the East Palace, the road he walked was a little staggering, and it was not easy for him to walk over.

He's always been persistent.

In Zhu Biao's bedroom, there were bursts of crying, and when Zhu Zhang entered, Zhu Biao's concubines and his son Zhu Yunwen were already crying.

"My son ......"

After Zhu Zhang entered, he couldn't help but shout, and after he shouted like this, Zhu Yunwen suddenly threw himself into his arms.

"Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang......" Zhu Yunwen was only five or six years old, crying a little hoarse at this time, he didn't know why his father suddenly ignored him, he was very sad, very sad.

Zhu Zhang hugged Zhu Yunwen, and the feeling of heartache hit him again.

In the East Palace, there was a mournful roar.

Zhu Zhang accompanied his son like this.

In addition to being sad, he also couldn't accept this matter, because Zhu Biao's death would give birth to some variables in his originally stable Ming Kingdom.

The prince is dead, who is the right person to be the prince next?

For the position of the crown prince, several princes of the Ming Kingdom are afraid that they will have to fight for it constantly, and once this kind of thing happens in a country, it will definitely be turbulent.

The death of the crown prince Zhu Biao has created another big problem for him.

"Prince, Prince, it's not time for you to leave......"

And when Zhu Zhang was accompanying Zhu Biao in the East Palace, Zhu Di and Zhu Quan had already learned the news of Zhu Biao's death.

When Zhu Di heard that Zhu Biao was really dead, he was still stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, what a brother is.

But soon, he said faintly: "Prince, you are finally dead." ”

In the struggle for imperial power, family affection has always been very weak, and the weak can be ignored, and in the case of the supremacy of imperial power, everything has to make way for it.

For the sake of the throne, Zhu Di naturally doesn't have to care about family affection.

And now, Zhu Biao is dead, he can make some preparations for the next competition for the crown prince, he has gathered a lot of people in the court, as long as the prince's funeral is over, the prince's affairs will almost be put on the agenda.

When Zhu Di was thinking about it, Zhu Quan here also had such thoughts.

He is a very strong person in the Ming Kingdom, the most powerful of the many princes, in such troubled times, he feels that he is the most suitable as the Son of Heaven, just like the Tang Kingdom, Li Yu is not a Son of Heaven with amazing force?

The two of them are too similar, Li Yu can become the Son of Heaven, and he naturally can. "This crown prince position must be mine, my ......"