"Third Prince..." Xie Heng advised worriedly, "Why don't you let Chuchu treat you?"
In dismissal, Xie Yan waved his hand and said, "It's useless. I know my body well. Every day I'm alive now is a day I seize from the hands of Death. I'm already satisfied to be alive to see Junjun crowned emperor. Zizhao, regardless of what happens in the future, I hope you will always be by Junjun's side like you're doing now."
He continued, "If Junjun changes and does not trust you one day, you should resign. You should not stay in the imperial court. Power corrupts people. At that time, Junjun should be able to control the court members completely, and he will not need your service anymore."
Zhao Chuchu, who was beside them, felt uneasy when she heard Xie Yan speak as though he was delivering his will.
Xie Yan, indeed did not have long to live. He could, at most, live for another two years.
