"Oh, this is a handsome young master who is proficient in medical skills. I heard that my father has been unwell recently, so I asked him to come to the palace to see my father," Su Qingyi replied
Speaking of Dugu Cheng's body, Dugu Che slightly lowered his eyes, "My father's illness is strange. The entire hospital can't find out why my father is ill. Seeing that my father's health is getting worse day by day, as a son-in-law,
I can’t help, and I really can’t sleep or eat well.”
Su Qingyi looked at Dugu Che's disappointed look and suddenly sighed in her heart. Nowadays, Dugu Che is probably the only one who really cares about the emperor's life and death. Others, including herself and Dugu Chen, are only concerned about whose hand the throne will fall to.
That’s all
No wonder it is said that ruthlessness is the most important thing in the imperial family. In the struggle for power and desire, in the life-and-death struggle, whoever cares about emotion will die the most miserably.
"The Ninth Prince" was silent for a moment. Su Qingyi raised her eyes and looked at Dugu Che, "Do you want to be the prince?"
Dugu Che was startled when he heard this, and looked at Su Qingyi in surprise, "...Why did Sister-in-law Seven say this?"
Su Qingyi looked directly at him and said: "Qingyi has no ill intentions. Please answer Qingyi, Master Jiu."
Seeing Su Qingyi's serious look, Dugu Che was silent for a moment and took a deep breath, "What I envy the most is Xianyun Yehe, who lives a life of two people. All these glitz, hustle and bustle, glory and wealth are nothing but shackles to me.
Your Majesty, I don’t want to do it either, so how can I talk about becoming a prince?”
"Who do you want most to be the crown prince, Master Jiu?" Su Qingyi asked.
Dugu Che looked at her and said calmly: "I really have never thought about this matter."
Su Qingyi chuckled and said: "Master Jiu, don't get me wrong. Qingyi doesn't want Master Jiu to do anything extraordinary. He just hopes that Master Jiu will protect himself in time if a disaster strikes."
Dugu Che looked at her in confusion, "Is a disaster imminent?"
At this time, the jade chariot stopped, and the slave outside the jade chariot reminded that it had arrived
Su Qingyi stood up and said: "Your Majesty, just remember Qingyi's words, and you will understand in the future."
After saying that, Su Qingyi opened the bead curtain, got out of the jade chariot, and headed towards the Yangxin Hall.
Looking at Su Qingyi's leaving figure, Dugu Che was silent for a long time and said, "Let's go"
Seeing Su Qingyi coming, the eunuch in charge of the Yangxin Palace hurriedly stepped forward to salute and led Su Qingyi into the Yangxin Palace.
There was deathly silence in the palace
Dugu Cheng was lying on the couch with a haggard face. He hadn't seen him for a while and was already so thin that he looked like a man.
Su Qingyi paused in surprise, but still went up and saluted, "My son...see my father."
Hearing Su Qingyi's voice, Dugu Cheng hesitated for a moment, then slowly put down the memorial in his hand. When he saw Su Qingyi kneeling in front of the couch, he stretched out his skinny hand to help her up, but was agitated by his movements.
severe cough
Su Qingyi hurriedly stood up and sat beside the couch, stroking his back, "Junjie!"
Junjie responded, went up and took Dugu Cheng's arm, and tapped the acupuncture points on his wrists. Dugu Cheng gradually regained his breath.
Seeing how Dugu Cheng, who was still so handsome in the past, turned into such a mess in an instant, Su Qingyi suddenly felt very sad, and her eyes started to get wet without realizing it, "Father..."
Su Qingyi called out, but choked up and couldn't ask any more questions.
What should she ask? Ask his father why you are like this, but she knows, she knows who made him like this. It was his most beloved son Duguhong, and it was his biological son who made him suffer like this.