Long live the best

Biting the tip of her tongue, she insisted, pretending to be nonchalant and said: "My dear friends, is there anything else? If there is no major matter, then step back first."

The ministers looked at each other and made eye contact.

Everything about His Majesty is too abnormal. If he was not seriously ill, how could he secretly seal off the palace and strengthen his guard?

And how could he secretly recruit the imperial doctor into the palace, but still haven't let anyone out?Obviously blocking the news.

Moreover, after their observation, Qin Yun seemed to be quite different from usual, and he didn't want to stay in front of people for a long time. What was he trying to hide?

Throughout the imperial capital, people from all walks of life were inquiring about the emperor's condition.

They finally met Qin Yun, and they were unwilling to leave just like that.

With Wang Wei's look, Lin Changshu stood up.

"Your Majesty, I know that there is an abbot master in Zhongnan Mountain who is very skilled in medicine, elixir and massage, how about sending someone to invite him to show His Majesty?" He asked tentatively.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yun Longyan was furious.

He stood up abruptly, picked up a file from the table, and slammed it hard at Lin Changshu's face.

"Damn things!"

"Snapped!"

The dossier slammed on Lin Changshu's face steadily, showing no mercy, causing Lin Changshu's face to be torn and embarrassed.

"Are you looking forward to my death that much?" Qin Yunzhong roared angrily, deafeningly loud.

Those eyes were staring at Lin Changshu like a beast.

Lin Changshu shuddered in fright, and fell to his knees with a bang, ignoring the wound on his face.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I didn't mean that, please forgive me."

Seeing this, Wang Wei and the others immediately knelt down and interceded for Lin Changshu: "Your Majesty, we are also worried about your health, fearing that you may feel unwell after working day and night on government affairs."

"Since His Majesty is in such a good spirit, it seems that there is no need to invite any host."

Qin Yun glanced at the crowd, flicked his sleeves, and left with a cold snort.

Only when he was far away did the ministers dare to stand up slowly.

The eyes he looked at Qin Yun were also full of suspicion. His majesty didn't look like he was seriously ill. Could it be that he was just pretending?

Once the important ministers of the court left the imperial study with their own plans.

On the other side, Qin Yun's way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation was already dead.

His complexion took a turn for the worse, becoming pale, even with a tinge of blue, which frightened all the guards around him, and hurried him back to the palace.

Just now, he in the imperial study was strong. If Wang Wei and others were suspicious, a huge disturbance would be inevitable, and a coup d'état might be possible.

As soon as he entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Qin Yun vomited another mouthful of blood, which stained the dragon robe red.

The chronic poison that has been accumulated for a long time began to break out gradually during this period of time.

The imperial doctors were extremely anxious, but they could only help Qin Yun relieve it through simple methods. As for the treatment, there was no way to talk about it.

During this period, Concubine Xiao Shu knelt by the bed and prayed for him, she shed two lines of tears, and all the pretty rouge was wasted by her crying.

How she wished that the person lying here was herself, not Qin Yun.

In this way, Qin Yun persevered through the night like a loose thread.

He felt better, and asked Concubine Xiao Shu to bring him a bowl of gruel, and lay in her arms to eat.

"Xiang'er, there seems to be magic in your arms, and I won't feel uncomfortable lying in your arms." Qin Yun said with a smile, having fun in his bitterness.

Concubine Xiao Shu felt uncomfortable, but she forced out a smile and comforted her: "Brother Yun, Xiang'er won't go anywhere, and will hold you until you are well."

Qin Yun laughed and said nothing.

Two figures, holding Qin Yun's imperial waistband from outside the palace, entered smoothly all the way.

The footsteps are fast, followed by the imperial army, and their whereabouts are mysterious.

One of them was Lao Feng who had gone out for two days and hadn't returned.

Beside him is an old man who is only about 1.6 meters long. He is wearing sackcloth and looks very ordinary, but his face is still quite kind and his spirit is very good.

In his arms, he held a small black wooden box, which looked old and polished.

The two, one in front and one behind, secretly entered the palace and went straight to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"His Majesty!"

Mr. Feng walked in quickly, his cloudy eyes showed a trace of fatigue, but when he saw Qin Yun lying weakly in Concubine Xiao Shu's arms, nothing happened, he showed a relieved smile again.

Seeing Lao Feng's return, Concubine Xiao Shu and the others had their backs.

"Old Feng, have you found a good doctor?" Concubine Xiao Shu asked nervously, her pair of red phoenix eyes kept looking outside.

Elder Feng bent down towards the two of them, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, Concubine Shu, this old servant has fulfilled his mission and brought back a peerless doctor!"

Peerless doctor?

Qin Yun's eyes widened, and his mood improved a lot in an instant: "Quick, invite me in, I've had enough of being dizzy."

Chapter 31 Sun Changsheng, detoxification

After a while, the shorter old man in sackcloth came in, took off his coir raincoat, and smiled.

Go forward and pay homage: "Sun Changsheng, a grass-roots man, pay homage to the Holy Majesty and the empress."

Qin Yun lifted his hands up, cheered up and said: "Sun Yaoshi, don't be too polite, let me see it first, I won't blame you if it can't be cured, if it is cured, as long as you ask, I can do everything. Yes."

Sun Changsheng glanced at Qin Yun in surprise. It was the first time we met, this Holy One was a little different from what he had heard.

"Your Majesty, do you trust the grassroots so much?"

Qin Yun waved his hand: "Of course, since Mr. Feng can spend two days looking for you, it shows that you really have something special."

"Besides, if you don't have diamonds, if you don't do porcelain work, you can't enter the palace if you're not sure."

Sun Changsheng smiled and seemed very easy-going. He was not afraid of Qin Yun, and even wanted to say something.

Elder Feng frowned, and said impatiently: "Sun Yaoshi, please show your majesty as soon as possible!"