After the host binds to the childbearing system, one baby will be born.

Yang Qi's face turned red with anger, and he looked angrily at the calm Yu Li. He took a deep breath and suppressed his inner irritation and rage. He couldn't lose his temper on the spot, otherwise it would give Yu Li a reason to get angry at him.

Now that the emperor is still here, if Yu Li does something that causes him to become ill, it would be more trouble than it is worth!

Thinking of this, Yang Qi quickly adjusted his inner emotions, shifted his gaze away from Yu Li, and stared at the old emperor.

Yu Li let out a light click of his tongue, then stood back with some boredom, a little further away from the dragon bed.

The imperial physician came forward to examine the old emperor.

In fact, no matter how you look at it, there is no possibility of curing the old emperor. He is terminally ill and poisoned, and no medicine or medicine can cure him. However, the imperial physician naturally did not dare to say these words directly, for fear of being executed on the spot by Yang Qi.

"How?" Yang Qi stepped forward and asked nervously.

The old emperor's cloudy eyes also stared at the doctor, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. He also hoped to hear good news, even though he knew that his body was already in a state of paralysis.

The two doctors looked at each other, and one of them, the older doctor, Doctor Yun, said, "Your Majesty, Your Highness, Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, Your Majesty still needs to take good care of his body. There is still a great chance that he can recover."

Yang Qi asked again: "When will you be able to recover?"

Doctor Yun said with some embarrassment: "This... still depends on the recovery of His Majesty's body." He was a little speechless. Wouldn't the Eighth Prince know how to look at the emperor's face and body? How could he recover when he couldn't get up? Couldn't he give them a chance to live?

Yang Qi looked very bad, but he understood in his heart. He took a step forward, knelt in front of the old emperor, held one of the old emperor's hands with both hands, looked at him with admiration, and said in a gentle voice: "Father, you will be fine! I have arranged for people to find good doctors in Daqi and other nearby countries. There will definitely be good news soon!"

The old emperor raised his hand with difficulty and stroked the back of the eighth prince's head. His voice was very soft and hoarse, and he said, "Old Eighth Prince, you are so thoughtful! I am very happy!"

"Cough cough cough cough cough -"

The old emperor had just said a few words when he started coughing violently again. Then a "ho ho ho" sound came from his throat, and a mouthful of phlegm mixed with blood came out of his mouth.

"puff--"

Blood splattered on Yang Qi's face. His eyes widened as he watched the old emperor's eyes roll back and he fell to the side.

Yu Li hurried forward, pushed Yang Qi away, and said anxiously: "Someone! Go and bring the emperor's medicine! Eighth Prince, don't block it here, get out of the way!"

Yang Qi staggered after being pushed, and quickly rolled and crawled to the side, watching a palace servant coming in from the outer hall carrying a tray with a strong smell of medicine.

After all the busy work, the old emperor's pale, lifeless face became even paler, and he lay listlessly on the bed. The bloodstains on the ground were quickly cleaned up.

The blood on Yang Qi's face was washed off, but his clothes were still stained with some.

Yu Li took a deep breath, walked to Yang Qi, looked down at him, smiled and said: "Your Highness the Eighth Prince, you have also seen that the Emperor is not feeling well today, you should go back early!"

Yang Qi just felt that he was very unlucky today. Seeing Yu Li, he did not hide his disgust and irritation at all. He turned around and said, "Let's go!" The two imperial doctors hurriedly followed.

After the 'outsiders' left, the smile on Yu Li's face turned cold.

He walked to the dragon bed and looked down at the old emperor lying on the bed.

At this time, the old emperor had recovered, opened his eyes, and looked at Yu Li sharply.

Yu Li's voice was cold, and there was no respect on his face. He looked at the old emperor with deep eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person. "Your Majesty, today is the day your newly appointed queen enters the palace. Do you want to go and see her?"

"I suggest you go and have a look. She is delicate and beautiful, with fair and smooth skin, and her rosy little mouth is especially sweet!" Yu Li said, licking his lips, with an expression of enjoying the aftertaste.

His expression did not seem obscene, but the lips he licked looked even more beautiful.

The old emperor stared at Yu Li with eyes wide open in disbelief, and uttered a few words with difficulty: "You! Eunuch! How dare you!"

"Originally, I didn't want to offend the Empress, but she was so beautiful that I wanted to be a eunuch. I couldn't help but taste her for the Emperor. Now that the Emperor can't get up, I should share his worries as a servant!"

Yu Li's words were very mean, but with his cold face and crazy and vicious eyes, he spoke calmly and calmly, like a madman.

The old emperor only felt a green light coming out of his head, his face turned red with anger, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Yu Li sighed with a feeling of unsatisfied satisfaction and said, "Boring!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out, his voice floating in the empty and quiet Zhaoyang Palace: "Watch him, don't let him die!"

The palace servant waiting in the bedroom immediately knelt down and replied, "Yes!"

Yu Li left the Zhaoyang Palace. The sun was setting. He smelled the stench of decay on his body. He frowned in disgust, got back on the sedan chair, and said, "Let's go back to Yuhe Palace."

"Yes." The four Jinyiwei who were carrying the sedan chair immediately turned around and walked towards the Yuhe Palace.

The front hall of Yuhe Palace was where the Political Affairs Office handled memorials and discussed important matters, and the back hall was Yu Li's residence.

Before Yu Li entered the Yuhe Palace, the six eunuchs inside were sorting memorials, each doing their own job. When they saw Yu Li, they immediately knelt down and saluted: "Greetings, Your Highness the Nine Thousand Years!"

"Yeah." Yu Li responded casually, and said, "I'll go take a shower first, and we'll discuss important matters later."

"Yes."

After Yu Li finished speaking, he walked towards the back hall.

In the side room of the rear hall, hot water and clean clothes had already been prepared. There was no one inside, and only the hot water was emitting wisps of smoke.

Yu Li walked straight into her ear, took off his clothes behind the screen, and then stepped into the bathtub.

This was his habit. Every time he came back from Zhaoyang Palace, he would bathe and change clothes from head to toe. He was disgusted and nauseated by the smell and taste of that old immortal.

Yu Li placed his hands on the edge of the tub, tilted his head back against it, closed his eyes, and the scene in front of him became the moment when he kissed Lin Shuwan today.

The soft lips, the sweet taste, the sound of her crying and the aggrieved expression made his heart beat fast, and he wanted to bully her and make her cry!

Yu Li took a deep breath, opened his eyes depressedly, and lowered his head slightly to look at his body under the water.

The slender legs underwater were covered with wounds of varying sizes. Some places were sunken, while the protruding ones were black and purple, wilted and lifeless.