Chapter 1498: Yuan Shidao

the emperor lying on the dragon bed, his face as pale as paper, and felt a chill in his heart. Remembering the last words the emperor had spoken to him, he whispered, "Father Emperor, how much time is...ur Highness, please forgive us! We deserve to die a thousand deaths!"One person took the lead, and everyone else knelt down, crying out for mercy."Your Highness, forgive us! We deserve to die a thousa...