In Qi Yao's palace, the imperial doctor knelt on the floor. < /p>
How could they, the doctors, not see what happened before, and they didn’t know how long they had been working on it. Even though there was such a heavy incense burning in the hall, there was still some smell in the air, not to mention when taking the pulse, There were ambiguous red marks on that section of Hao's wrist.
Suddenly peeping into a taboo and unethical royal privacy, these imperial doctors felt a chill in their necks, fearing that their lives would no longer be theirs if they walked out of this door.
"Say what you have to say." Qi Yao urged him impatiently just when he was getting angry. He couldn't stand his hesitant speech.
The court judge hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly: "Master Yun's body is already weak, and now it is even more empty inside. I can only guarantee that your life is safe. As for when you will wake up... ...It’s hard for me to say.”
Qi Yao took a breath, and then closed his eyes tightly: “That’s all, go down and prescribe the medicine. If you need any medicinal materials, just ask Mr. Yun. All is well, everyone in the imperial hospital will be rewarded."
Before all the imperial doctors could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard Qi Yao's voice ringing out again.
"However, if word of what happened today is spread..." Qi Yao's sharp eyes swept across the people in the hall, his tone was gloomy and dangerous, "Everyone present today will have their heads dropped to the ground."
< p> The imperial physician attendants in the palace all bowed their heads and said they didn't dare. Qi Yao didn't feel really relieved either, so he just waved his hand to let them all go down.There were only two of them and a few attendants left in the palace. Qi Yao lifted Yun Ziyi up very gently and leaned against the bed. He then took the ginseng soup from the attendants' hands and carefully took a spoonful. Spoon it into Yun Ziyi's mouth.
That is to say, Yun Ziyi is unconscious at the moment and has no consciousness at all. Otherwise, he will be scolded. If his movements on the bed just now were so gentle, he would not be reduced to this. situation.
Qi Yao also knew that he could not control himself for a moment and went too far. Now he felt guilty and regretful, but he could not turn back time and could only try his best to make up for it.
After feeding bowls of soup and medicine, Yun Ziyi's pale face became a little better, and his appearance became less miserable. He just seemed to be in a deep sleep, but he didn't know when he would wake up. .
His coma seemed to have no end, so Qi Yao stayed with him every day. Except for going to court and some necessary affairs, all other matters were moved to the palace to handle.
I only went out once to do "unnecessary" things, which was to meet Qi Xu at the Han Palace.
Although today's Han Dynasty Palace is not as beautiful as it used to be, it is not in a state of decline. However, Qi Xu is still detained in the palace on the grounds of "serious illness". He cannot leave, and no one else can come in to visit.
Except Qi Yao who personally ordered him to be imprisoned in the mansion.
In the current situation, the emperor has arrived, and everyone in the Han palace is frightened. Only Qi Xu himself does not care. When he sees him coming, he just opens his eyelids and glances at him, and still writes to himself. something.
Qi Yao took a closer look and saw that it was Yun Ziyi’s poetry.
Qi Xu has been locked up in the mansion for a while, so he is naturally completely unaware of the situation outside. Even if Qi Yao comes in person, he only thinks that the other party is here to see him off for the last time, and does not take it to heart.
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The battle for the throne has always been a battle between king and loser, life and death. Qi Xu had thought about this day when he was fighting for the throne. After being imprisoned in the palace, he knew that his death was approaching, so he looked away early, so he Don't care anymore.
Unexpectedly, when Qi Yao approached and saw his expression when he looked up, it had nothing to do with the elation he imagined, but more like a subtle envy and jealousy.
"You are really thoughtful." Qi Yao sneered, "You are still writing this when you are about to die. How do you expect your husband to still miss you after you die?"
Qi Xu didn't pay attention to his cynicism, and he didn't even slow down his writing speed: "Where is the poisonous wine?"
Qi Yao chuckled: "Just for the sake of my husband, I will spare you. Give it a life, anyway, it doesn’t matter whether you live or die like this.”
“Ha.” Qi Xu also laughed out loud, looked up at Qi Yao, and smiled even more. The sarcasm was wanton and the tone was affirmative, "You are afraid of causing a estrangement between Mr. and you, so you don't dare to do anything to me."
They are all the same people, and they know everything about each other. Chu, why bother to cover it up? Instead, it seems to be hiding one's head and showing one's tail, hypocritical and stingy.
Qi Yao was told that he was thinking too much, but his expression remained unchanged. Instead, his smile deepened: "Don't you dare? Why don't you dare? I am the closest and most important person to you, sir. Even if I take you Even if I am cut to pieces, my husband will not stay angry with me for too long."
"The closest and most important thing..." Qi Xu recited these two sentences, shook his head and smiled contemptuously, "After so many years, Haven't you woken up yet? There is no difference between you, me, Yuan Cheng, and even He Jinyan."
"Sir was able to risk his life to protect me a few years ago. I have been with Yuan Cheng day and night for so long, and I have spared He Jinyan who plotted against him many times."
"What's so special about you?"
Qi Yao heard this. He spoke like this, and every word clearly touched the most sensitive place in his heart. But at the moment, he just felt it was funny. He looked at him meaningfully, and then told the truth about an old incident.
"You said, sir, he risked his life to protect you?" Qi Yao's tone was gentle, but the sarcasm in his words was even more intense, "That self-directed and self-acted assassination... Tsk, it was really pitiful. After all these years, this is all I can have to comfort myself.”
Qi Xu was too lazy to argue and defend with him. He stopped writing and hung the newly written words beside him, and replaced it with a new birth certificate: "That is also true."
"Is it true?" Qi Yao raised his eyebrows and looked at Qi Xu with a smile, and there was even a bit of strange sigh and pity in his tone.
"What if I said, sir, I wasn't trying to save you at all?"
Qi Xu frowned, his tone full of confusion: "What nonsense are you talking about."
"Nonsense?" Qi Yao shook his head, "With Mr.'s intelligence, of course he had already guessed the origins of those assassins. He knew that it was all just a self-inflicted plot by you and your mother and concubine. It was just a self-acting act, just to put the blame on me and make me jealous and suspicious of my father."
"So, the serious injury that nearly cost you your life, sir, was never to save you, but just to save you. Just clear my mind and prevent me from being involved in this assassination."
"He did it for me."