Rebirth 80 Medical God Big Brother Divorce

"Thank you so much, Master."

Yinli was very happy.

"Suddenly there's one more person. How should we tell outsiders?"

Qiqi was worried.

"Just say that he is a young nurse intern sent by the hospital to take care of me."

"You stole Ma Long's job."

Qiqi joked.

After the three of them left the space, Qiqi felt a little tired and her stomach was a little uncomfortable.

"Take a rest first. I'll ask Sister Juan to make you some soup."

"Ah."

Qiqi felt her eyelids were heavy. She had gone to see her brother building a house in the morning. As a pregnant woman, she felt a little tired from all the work.

Qiqi lay on the bed and fell asleep in a short while.

"come here."

Yan Chenbei walked out of the bedroom and opened the back door. Behind the yard was a quietly flowing river.

Yan Chenbei walked over and stood under the willow tree. This place was very quiet.

There are some things, he thought, that Yinli might know.

"Yinli, do you know what happened to the national teacher Jianan?"

"He died. He died not long after you, the prince."

"Dead, how did he die?"

Yan Chenbei frowned.

Throughout the country, he is the only force that can compete with the national teacher Jianan.

Moreover, my father trusts the national teacher Jianan very much.

Once he died, the whole world would be in the hands of the national teacher Jianan. He could replace his father and ascend the throne at any time.

How could he die?

"He was burned on the altar."

"Burned to death on the altar, Yinli, you're not mistaken, are you?"

Yan Chenbei smiled.

The altar is where the national teacher Jianan presides over the sacrifices.

That's his territory.

There, everyone is a chess piece in his hands and a sacrifice to be manipulated by him.

How could he be burned on the altar?

"National Master Jianan died to save the Crown Princess."

Yin Li said somewhat reluctantly.

"Please tell me in detail."

Following Yinli's narration.

Yan Chenbei fell into memories...

Three thousand years ago, he was still Prince Chen Bei.

My mother has been dead for many years, and my father has three thousand beauties in his harem.

But no more children were born.

He is the legitimate son of the empress and the emperor's only flesh and blood.

The world belongs to him.

A man of extraordinary talent, he led troops to fight at the age of eighteen and his fame spread far and wide among the nations.

Originally, his father loved him very much.

But when he was old, my father became incompetent.

The palace favored the treacherous concubine, and the court only trusted treacherous ministers. Moreover, the concubine Xi, whom my father later favored, gave birth to a young son. This led to the subsequent struggle for the throne.

People are afraid of death when they get old. In his later years, my father attached more and more importance to alchemy and sacrifice.

Gradually, the imperial teacher became the most important and powerful figure in the Wei State.

Even the prime minister has to look at the emperor's face.

Especially after the death of the old national master, the new national master, the extremely handsome national master Jianan, became the most respected saint in the whole country.

As a result, outside the royal city, people only knew the national teacher Jianan, but not the king.

And all his disasters originated from this national teacher Jianan.

Yan Chenbei sat down, looked at the river, and thought about how he died three thousand years ago.

At that time, he was leading his troops on an expedition to the State of Wei.

On the Lingshou battlefield, barracks were stationed one after another to the north of the Wei River. At the end of the month, the torn and dirty flags of the patriotic army showed the duration and hardship of this war.

In the central military tent, it was late at night, but the lights were still on.

Prince Chen Bei was sitting in the tent.

He looked solemnly at the Nanyang County Magistrate who was kneeling in front of him.

"What did you say, say it again?"

"The Crown Princess is in trouble. Please go to the capital to rescue her as soon as possible."

When he went to war, his Crown Princess was of course in Nanyang City. How could she be in trouble in the royal city of Shangjing?

"Your Highness, on the third day after you left, the king sent palace officials to Nanyang City."