If it weren't for the fact that the emperor's position was really disliked, he would have wanted to pass the throne to him.

He coughed again, and his mouth was filled with the bitter smell of medicine.

He has fallen to this point, and he can only blame him for being too naive and too soft-hearted. He forgot the saying of killing the roots, which is why he was harmed by others.

"Mo Fei, give me the things."

Emperor Wenyuan stretched out his hand to Mo Fei, but now he had almost no strength around him. He could still speak as usual, thanks to the bowl of medicine every day.

Something else is...

Mo Fei walked over and then took out a few things from the cabinet on one side, which were the rouge and water powder sold by Yipinxiang.

Mo Fei had already opened the things and then wiped the face of Emperor Wenyuan. Soon after, when Mo Fei left, Emperor Wenyuan was already sitting there with a rosy complexion.

At this time, he didn't have the slightest sign of being seriously ill. He was full of qi and blood, and his face was rosy and healthy.

Mo Fei arrived and could give him another prescription for adding qi and blood. As long as he took it, he would be sure that his complexion was better than that of ordinary people. However, the medicine must be three parts poisonous. Now Emperor Wenyuan really can't stand the slightest bit of tossing. That is, the bowl of medicine that every day had already hidden toxins in his body.

If you can't find the snow lotus, even Mo Fei will be afraid. Not only can you suppress those poisons, but you will add poison to it, making Emperor Wenyuan die faster.

One more month, yes, another month, this is the limit he can achieve. He actually doesn't know why. Emperor Wenyuan's physical vitality is stronger than that of ordinary people. Otherwise, he might not be able to hold on for even these two months, and no matter whether it is one month or two months, it will be a short time.

Even for half a year, it will be a day when there will be poisonous attacks.

If he wants to cure and survive, there is only Qianbao Snow Lotus. Qianbao Snow Lotus is the last medicine in this antidote. He searched through the national treasury and found all medicines, but he still missed the most important medicine.

As far as he knows, whether the Thousand-Piece Snow Lotus is on the snowy mountain where the Thousand-Piece Snow Lotus is coming, can be found? Not to mention it, it is a road that will be boundless. Luo Hengwu happens to be here. Only Luo Hengwu can find the Snow Lotus and save Emperor Wenyuan. All their hopes, whether Emperor Wenyuan can survive depends on Luo Hengwu's luck and Emperor Wenyuan's fate.

Emperor Wen Yuan looked at himself in the mirror and sighed unconsciously.

Cousin, I am afraid that I will really let you down. The future of the Great Zhou Dynasty will also cause you to worry about it. Although Mo Fei said there is always hope, he knew that hope was like the white fog in the mountains, but it was not touching.

Finally, it is something illusory, and I can’t believe it or expect it.

He accepted his fate and closed his eyes. At this time, he seemed peaceful and quiet, and only he himself knew how deadly his heart was. It was pitch black and cold like hell, and it was gradually approaching him day by day.

"Jiji...?

Suddenly, Emperor Wenyuan opened his eyes.

"Mo Fei, can you hear the sound of Zhefeng?"

Mo Fei returned to his god, then shook his head, "Sage, Mo Fei didn't hear it," in fact, he didn't pay attention to it. He just thought of a medicine to see if it was added to it, so that Wen Yuan would last for a few days, at least one child and a half of his daughter would not be left behind, and the great Zhou Dynasty that he had worked hard would be left without a successor in the end.

So he really didn't hear Zhefeng's voice.

"Is that true?" Emperor Wenyuan also began to think that he had heard it wrong, but after a few breaths, another eagle scream came, but Emperor Wenyuan never opened his eyes. He really began to think that he was thinking about it day and night dreaming, so he was not listening. After all, this is the case for those who are terminally ill.

Sometimes he would hear those strange sounds and see some strange things, just like him, but he just didn't understand why he heard nothing but the cry of Zhefeng. Could it be because he always wanted the golden eagle to come back? This is his obsession, and it is also the illusion formed by his obsession.

Lord, Lord.

Mo Fei's voice rang out excitedly.

Is it auditory hallucination again?

Emperor Wen Yuan just raised the corner of his lips, but still did not open his eyes.

"Sage, Zhefeng is back."

Changqing shouted excitedly again, and even his tone became a little incoherent.

Emperor Wenyuan finally opened his eyes.

"Mo Fei, when did you like to make such jokes?" He did not blame, was not excited, and just laughed at himself. But when his eyes met with a pair of round and carved eyes on his pupils, he almost fell from above his dragon chaise.

The wind is really the wind, it is back.

"Sir, look."

Mo Fei quickly took a jade box and opened it.

Suddenly a clear and cold fragrance came to me, and I was shocked when I smelled it.

A cold sweat broke out from Emperor Wenyuan's palm, "Is this, is this really?"

Thousand-petaled Snow Lotus?

"Congratulations to the Lord, it is the Thousand-Piece Snow Lotus."

Mo Fei is also very excited now. To the time he is obsessed with medical skills, he will die without regrets.

There is also...

Mo Fei opened a small jade box, and there were a few red ginseng beards inside the jade box.

"This is……"

Emperor Wenyuan didn’t know about this, is this grassroots? And how could it be a red grassroots?

"Sir, this is blood ginseng.

Mo Fei carefully pinched a few blood ginseng whiskers. Although there were only a few ginseng whiskers, it was enough. The medicinal properties of blood ginseng were too strong and ordinary people could not bear it. These ginseng whiskers were just right, and they could replenish their bodies for the emperor. Within a few days, they could condition their bodies as before.

"By the way, the Lord is not in a hurry at first."

Mo Fei quickly picked up two things, and he had to use them as an antidote. Of course, he didn't dare to delay for a moment, for fear that something might happen to these herbs, and what he could eat was his own.

He had to make the medicine earlier and then take it into Emperor Wenyuan's stomach, so that he could live up to the entrusted son.

And he was busy for several days and nights.

Until he came out again, he lost several times and was very sloppy, but everyone could feel the joy in his body.

"The Lord, the medicine is already well."

He took out a small bottle, "There are five medicines in it. After the emperor finished taking it, the remaining poison would naturally be cleared. In addition, the medicinal properties of thousands of snow lotus are present, so the emperor is also a blessing in disguise. In the future, he will be immune to all poisons and live a long life."

"good!"
Chapter completed!