I don't want to do it, but he has a health bar

Chapter 257 Seven Days of Life (Subscription Request)
Emperor Wanchang, who had turned into a monster, threw himself into Zhang Taiyue's arms, knelt on the ground, hugged Zhang Taiyue and cried bitterly.

Scarlet tears welled up in her eyes, and her sobbing was heart-wrenching.

Even though he already held a high position in the Min Dynasty, Zhang Taiyue couldn't help feeling sad, and his eyes were filled with unbearable heat.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?
The one throwing himself into his arms was not only the former Emperor of Dayu, but also the child he had raised since childhood.

He poured more effort into Emperor Wanchang than into his own children.

They are said to be king and minister, but in fact they are father and son!
Seeing Emperor Wanchang's current state, Zhang Taiyue really burst into tears.

He didn't mind the dirt or disgust, and gently touched Wan Changdi's messy long hair: "Good boy, I'm back. It's okay, no one can bully you when I'm here."

Until this moment...

wrong.

Perhaps when he faked his death, relieved himself of all his duties, and worked as a clerk in Okho City, he had already realized what he had done wrong.

The former Emperor Wanchang did respect him very much.

Even regarded him as a father.

But he was too harsh.

So much so that he never took Emperor Wanchang's emotions into consideration.

Even as his health deteriorated, Zhang Taiyue became more and more anxious and harsher towards Emperor Wanchang.

then.

That respect and admiration turned into hatred.

He may be a capable minister in governing the country and a man of great talent in managing the world.

But Zhang Taiyue is definitely not a good father or a good teacher.

Not only did he fail to teach Emperor Wanchang well, he also failed to teach his own flesh and blood well.

He suddenly understood these truths during the peaceful and ordinary time in Okho City.

It was also during that time that Zhang Taiyue began to make up for his family.

pity……

When you are sixty years old and trying to compensate a child who is already in his thirties, many things have changed.

But now, it seems that he can make up for the past.

Zhang Taiyue stroked Emperor Wanchang's head with tears in his eyes and gradually calmed down the irritable and crying Emperor Wanchang.

Then Zhang Taiyue said softly, "Good boy, go to sleep. You are too tired. I will watch over you. Go to sleep quickly."

His voice seemed to have some kind of magic.

Emperor Wanchang actually gradually fell asleep.

Under Zhang Taiyue's comfort, the dragon scales on Emperor Wanchang's body that had been slightly exploding, as well as the foggy and decayed aura that lingered around his body, actually calmed down a little.

Then, Zhang Taiyue looked at Lu Jing, and said silently through his lips: "Brother Lu... do you have any way to make them recover?"

"Okay! Okay, brother, I beg you! From now on, I'll do whatever you want me to do!"

Lu Jing usually spoke in secret: "The Yellow Sky Disaster is both a natural disaster and a man-made disaster. It is the backlash of the imperial dynasty's fortune for thousands of years."

"Think about the last years of every dynasty. Where wasn't there war and people exchanging their children for food?"

"Although it is a rich place, once a war breaks out, it will inevitably turn into a living hell."

The answer is already in history.

Lu Jing sighed and said, "Now they are ignorant, unconscious and unaware. It would save them a lot of pain if they just died."

Zhang Taiyue showed reluctance: "This is too disgraceful. Moreover, if the Min Dynasty can obtain the abdication edict of the Emperor of the Dayu Dynasty and announce it to the world, it will be of great benefit to the Min Dynasty after it enters Zhongzhou."

Only in this way can the orthodox status of the Min Dynasty be demonstrated.

Lu Jing thought for a moment and said, "I can use the power of the human gods to gather the last of the people's hearts and minds towards Dayu, and use this to reshape their bodies. But the foundation of the dynasty's luck is empty, and if they are forced to prolong their lives and restore their original appearance, they will only have seven days at most."

"But during these seven days, they are no different from when they were alive."

seven days...

Zhang Taiyue looked up to the sky and sighed: "Seven days..."

He couldn't make such an important decision.

So Zhang Taiyue lowered his head to look into his arms and gently woke up Emperor Wanchang.

Emperor Wanchang woke up in a daze: "Mr. Zhang, what's the matter?"

Zhang Taiyue wiped the tears from his eyes, forced a smile and said gently: "Your Majesty, do you want to continue to look like this, or become the handsome, young and promising you used to be?"

Emperor Wanchang was puzzled. He tilted his head and said in a low voice: "What did you look like before? What do you look like now?"

Emperor Wanchang raised his hand and saw his dragon claws covered with scales and shaped like eagle claws.

Very handsome.

Very majestic. Emperor Wanchang's confused mind couldn't figure it out: "Haven't I always been like this?"

"Why did Mr. Zhang say that?"

but……

Emperor Wanchang raised his head, his eyes showing deep fatigue: "Everything depends on Mr. Zhang, it's up to you to decide."

Zhang Taiyue: “…”

He felt even more heartbroken.

Through this hideous and ugly monster body, he seemed to see the little boy who used to be well-behaved and obedient, with eyes full of admiration for him.

"call--"

Zhang Taiyue tried hard to breathe and calm himself.

finally.

He made up his mind.

"It is really disgraceful to die in such a state. I beg Brother Lu to help me."

Lu Jing nodded: "Understood."

Then Lu Jing's eyes suddenly turned into gold and silver, as if the sun and the moon were shining in his eyes.

Afterwards, Lord Daosheng and Lu Jing had a tacit understanding and shared their thoughts.

Then, the three thousand gods that carried the destiny of the people and filled the dragon veins and transformed into the mountains and rivers opened their eyes one after another in the mountains and rivers! !
Immediately, waves of spiritual rhythm and Taoism radiated out with mountains and rivers as a formation.

And the center of the formation is the capital city!
The last bit of people's morale and luck regarding Dayu that was scattered across Central China was absorbed by the God Lord Daosheng and condensed into a huge formation.

Afterwards, the formation diagram slowly turned like a millstone, slowly sucking away the remaining filthy dragon vein power in the capital like a suction cup.

Then the Yuan Qi flowed into the bodies of those deeply mutated people like a stream.

then.

Zhang Taiyue saw that in the Qianqing Palace, which was originally filled with darkness and blood, the bloodstains and darkness that seemed like stubborn stains gradually disintegrated and slowly rose into the air like ashes of burnt yellow paper.

And streams of clear Yuan Qi flowed from the void like streams into the bodies of the civil and military ministers, and also into the body of Emperor Wanchang.

then.

The scales, claws, and horns that grew out of Emperor Wanchang's body and were formed from his flesh and blood all crumbled into pieces.

It flakes off like ash, then dissipates.

But after a while, the Qianqing Palace, which was originally dirty, filthy and full of evil atmosphere, became as clear as before.

The darkness that had always shrouded the Qianqing Palace suddenly dissipated.

Rays of bright sunlight shone in through the broken doors and windows.

Everything has become what it was before.

The terrifying and ferocious Emperor Wanchang just now turned into a young man, even a little immature, with sharp eyes and a majestic aura.

"call……"

Emperor Wanchang exhaled slowly.

The whole body relaxed instantly.

It was as if a burden had been lifted.

Then, Emperor Wanchang woke up before all the civil and military officials in the court.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Emperor Wanchang saw Zhang Taiyue, and then the young emperor was stunned... and many memories came to his mind.

Huang Tian's Change.

The minister turned into a monster.

He himself turned into a half-human, half-dragon monster...and then there was a bloody fight between the emperor and his subjects that had never happened in the imperial palace of this capital city.

Hey!
He still won.

But it all means nothing.

Then came a long, blurry, dark memory that was like a nightmare.

He sat alone on the throne, like an evil dragon crouching on a golden mountain, hostile to anything that dared to approach the golden throne.

As a result, his inner closure led to the closure of the entire Qianqing Palace.

Then he saw Mr. Zhang.

The young Emperor Wanchang laughed self-deprecatingly: "Mr. Zhang, it turns out you are not dead."

"Luckily you didn't die."

I quite like the stories in these two chapters.

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