"Impossible! I only have the emperor's son. Even if you are incompetent, you must help me cure the emperor!!!"
Nie Xiaoqian also went crazy. She only had a son, just such a son. How could she accept her son? This young master who was called the Son of Heaven would leave her like this.
God, even if you want to punish me for bullying Ye'er, then take my life and don't take away Ye'er, I beg you.
He is the emperor, and the people of the world still rely on him. I beg you, please don’t take him away.
"flourishing"
"Jin, he can't die in Yi'er. He's only eighteen years old. How can he die? He can't die!!!"
She grabbed Huangfu Jin's clothes and cried so hard that she didn't want to die.
"Qianqian, don't be like this. You will be the emperor tomorrow. How can he die so easily? It's okay, it's okay."
Huangfu Jin's eyes were red, he held his beloved wife's shoulders and comforted her with a choked voice.
"I'd better come and take a look."
There was another sound at the door that hadn't been heard for a while.
This voice ignited strong hope in the eyes of everyone present.
"Ye! You're back, so great!!!"
The voice that appeared at the door of Yunxiao Palace was none other than An Ye, the former young medical god who was now a father.
That is, Yu Luoshui’s husband and Mo Xiao’s father
The appearance of the dark night ignited hope among those in Yunxiao Palace
Everyone was so worried just now that they even forgot about the dark night
The dark night is still as cool as ever. He just came back from playing with his beloved wife today, and immediately received the news that the emperor was seriously ill. He rushed into the palace without having time to stay.
"Ye, please show Yi'er quickly."
Nie Xiaoqian pulled her through the dark night and sat beside Huangfu Yi's bed, her body trembling in Huangfu Jin's arms.
Not daring to show any slightness, An Ye took Huangfu Yi's wrist and took his pulse carefully, but saw that his brows were getting tighter and tighter.