Chapter 1689: Primogeniture

“I... I want to leave quietly, to stop seeking medical treatment,” the king said resignedly and weakly, making his wishes very clear.

Catherine's heart ached, filled with reluctance and sorrowful tears welled up in her eyes.

She saw the king clutch the bedsheet, his sweat gradually soaking through it, and beads of sweat dotted his forehead...

She heard him say with difficulty, "I know my own body very well... It's just... the matter of succession, I will make it clear here, it must follow primogeniture, Louis should take over when I leave, the day I depart will be the day he assumes the throne.”

Catherine's heart thudded heavily, her heart instantly cooled halfway, but at a time like this, she could not utter a word.

After all, the king was critically ill, and that rascal Tylor was nowhere to be found.

observing the king's condition with his keenest sense, his

this moment Ethan's thoughts were fully on the king, standing vigil at his bedside,

looked like he was closely

a bit odd. At this point,

came over the king's chest, he sighed, his complexion still pale, his breath still weak, "Just let Louis

full of regret, as if this was his only

weighed down his heart. He watched as Catherine gently helped his father lie back down, and finally let go of his father's hand. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

"Louis, move your personal belongings over, live here starting today, we've missed out on... so many years, just... keep me company for the final stretch of my life." Every word from his father felt like a needle

opulent bedroom, the air was heavy with

kneeled and wept,

greatly moved Claire, she felt very distressed, tears welling up as she held the antidote, but the king's current condition... it was

envious and unwilling, but seeing the king's state now, she didn't have the heart to make things difficult.

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