Qing Jialu

It was getting late, and Shen Jia saw His Majesty lying on the bed, but his brows were frowned, unable to fall asleep.He carefully wiped off the emperor's sweat, "How bad is the pain?"

"...It's okay." The emperor said weakly.

"Sleep, Your Majesty, I will watch the night for you." Shen Jia planned to stay by Xiao Yi's side all night like last time.

"No, you can come up and sleep." The emperor patted the bed, this bed was very big, more than enough for two people to lie on.

Last time, Shen Jia stayed up all night because he passed out.

Shen Jia was shocked, "This...is not in line with etiquette."

"Really?" The emperor looked at him with a half-smile, and spoke as if it wasn't Shen Jia who took off his clothes, quarreled with him, and lied to him to see a doctor.

Shen Jia's face blushed a little when the emperor saw it. He also knew that he had done too many "rebellious" things before. If the emperor really cared about it, he would have pulled him out and chopped him off a long time ago.

So Shen Jia went to bed cautiously, and lay gently beside the emperor.

Shen Jia found that even though two braziers were burned in the room, the bed was still very cold.It can be seen that the emperor's body was poisoned by cold, and his body was always icy, without a trace of anger.

"Your Majesty." Shen Jia couldn't fall asleep looking at the roof, he asked, "How did you... get poisoned?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, the emperor fell into a rare silence, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop again.

"Minister...you talk too much." Shen Jia secretly regretted it, presumably it was those pickets from the court again.The person who dared to poison Xiao Yi, who was the King of Qin at that time, must be Emperor Yongwen.

"It's none of your business. It's because I remembered the past." The emperor said, "I was too naive back then, thinking of my brothers, and I would never repeat the same mistakes, like uncle and father. It's a pity that power is something that cannot When you touch people, you change, become cold and cruel."

Sure enough, it was Emperor Yongwen who did it.Although she had already guessed the truth, Shen Jia still felt extremely heartbroken.It must be hard for Xiao Yi to be jealous, oppressed, and poisoned by his brothers.

He looked at the emperor's profile and said firmly, "Your Majesty has not changed."

"How do you know that I haven't changed?" The emperor thought it was funny, "Didn't I also rebel and kill my own brother for the sake of power?"

Shen Jia still said firmly: "Your Majesty is not for power."

If it is for power, why not seek medical treatment and live a long life?Although Shen Jia has not been in contact with Xiao Yi for a long time, he can see that Xiao Yi has no desires or desires.

Everyone in the world said that he rebelled twice for power, and only Shen Jia was the first to say that he "has not changed".He smiled, "Then what am I for?"

"I don't know." Shen Jia looked at His Majesty with bright eyes, "But I believe His Majesty will never change."

Maybe Shen Jia's eyes were too sincere, or maybe it was because he was lonely for too long and wanted to talk to someone. The emperor looked at the curtain above his head and slowly talked about the past.

"Father is a gentle man with no ambitions. He just wants the family to be safe." Xiao Yi's voice sounded in the dark night, "But father is the son of the eldest son, and uncle is the eldest son of the concubine. They are destined to be incompatible. During the Hongwu Dynasty, You must have heard of how fierce the battle for the heir apparent is."

"I know." Of course Shen Jia had heard of it. What Xiao Yi was talking about was the battle between the First Prince and the Second Prince during the reign of his grandfather Hongwu Emperor.In the end, the eldest prince was established as the crown prince by Emperor Hongwu and ascended the throne as emperor.

But the good times didn't last long, the first prince became emperor for only one year, Xiao Yi rebelled, overthrew his uncle, and supported his father to ascend the throne.

"Uncle became the emperor, and my father bowed his head and proclaimed himself a minister without any complaints. But my uncle was suspicious, and gave my father... cold poison."

Shen Jia opened her eyes wide upon hearing this, "Cold poison?"

"Yes." Xiao Yi smiled wryly, "Father was old, and his body collapsed after being poisoned. He couldn't bear the cold and his legs and feet were inconvenient. Our brother sought medical advice for a long time before we found out that he was poisoned. But we don't know what kind of poison it is. , not to mention being unable to detoxify. I rebelled against him, just to force my uncle to hand over the antidote. However, he did not hand over the antidote, and only said that this poison was called cold poison."

That's how it is, as expected... so.Shen Jia suddenly wanted to hug Xiao Yi, and he suddenly didn't want Xiao Yi to recall any more.

But Xiao Yi continued: "Four years later, my father passed away, and my eldest brother became another uncle. But I became my father. It's just that I was born from a concubine, and my eldest brother is the eldest son. Ordinarily, I have nothing to him. threatened, but he still forced me with cold poison."

"So, you rebelled?" Shen Jia asked.

Xiao Yi suddenly said: "It's too late, go to sleep."

But Shen Jia couldn't sleep anymore, he was always thinking about what His Majesty said just now.The grievances of the previous generation and the grievances of this generation seem to be a reincarnation.Can their royal brothers never escape the curse of power?

However, Shen Jia felt that His Majesty didn't seem to have finished the story.Who else is fueling the flames, and what hidden secrets have not been revealed?

Time flies, the cold winter has finally passed, and Xiao Yi's acupuncture can come to an end.When Dr. Fan took Xiao Yi's pulse for the last time, he finally showed a little smile, "This winter has passed peacefully, and the cold poison has not spread anymore."

Shen Jia heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but Dr. Fan said again: "But, what about next year, and the year after? Brother Xiao, how long can your cold poison be suppressed, do you have a good idea?"

Shen Jia suddenly became nervous again.But Xiao Yi said: "I know, the previous doctor told me."

"That's good." Doctor Fan said, "Acupuncture and decoction are after all treating the symptoms but not the root cause. If you want to eradicate it, you can only use the antidote."

"Miraculous Doctor Fan, please think of a way to prepare the antidote." Shen Jia knew that the emperor hadn't obtained the antidote from his uncle, so now he could only rely on Miracle Doctor Fan.

Dr. Fan shook his head and said, "Even if you know the formula, the medicine needed for it will be hard to find."

"His family...is rich, so we can definitely find it." Shen Jia said, "Miraculous Doctor Fan, please try dispensing the medicine first."

"That's fine." Doctor Fan said to Xiao Yi, "I won't come here so frequently in the future, I'll give it a try for now, and when I have news, I'll let Brother Shen let you know."

"Thank you." Xiao Yi's expression remained flat. He had experienced too many disappointments, and he didn't expect to be able to prepare an antidote.

He remembered that when he was in the northwest, the imperial doctor who saw him tremblingly said that he only had ten years to live at most.

In ten years, he has been able to do many things, and he is satisfied.