C842 New Year

Dragon Heaven Palace.

Beiming Di was genuinely worried that Yuye might be on his deathbed, coughing up a basin of dark blood every day for three days straight. At this rate, Yuye wouldn't last much longer.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to send Yuye away. If he dies at the Carefree King Mansion, that old dog Yu King won't spare me!" Beiming Di pleaded desperately, leaning over the bedside