Yun Xiaoyao shuddered as a sliver of fear ran down his spine. "I beg your pardon? Me? I…"
His Majesty held Yun Xiaoyao's hand; his voice was low and filled with emotion as he said, "Brother, you are the only one I can entrust this matter to. Only you have the ability, the qualifications to do this!"
Yun Xiaoyao's throat seemed to close off on its own; he was unable to utter a single word.
"If my greatest fear is realized, the crown prince can only take over the throne temporarily after my death, but you, you must become the regent and administer the state!" His Majesty held Yun Xiaoyao's hand tightly and said, "You must remember this!"
Yun Xiaoyao chuckled dryly. "Even if I really did so… I would have committed treason and murdered the emperor. I would be lucky if I could escape and flee the world; how could I possibly serve as regent?"