Mr. Jiao got up from the ground, rushed to Tang Wanjin, looked at Long Bao, who was no different from a normal child, and asked tremblingly: "Jiang Hou, you said that the prince was poisoned, is this true or false?"
The prince is the emperor's only heir. If he is poisoned, what will he do?
Establish a queen, establish a queen... The emperor must establish a queen. It would be better to have more heirs. It is too unsafe to have only one prince.
"It's true..." After saying the words, Tang Wanzhen couldn't lie, so he could only admit it with all his strength. Seeing Master Jiao's expression was wrong, he hurriedly added, "But Mr. Jiao, you don't have to worry. Your Majesty.
I captured a woman from the Immortal Gate and brought her over. As long as that woman is here, the prince will be fine."
"That woman from the Immortality Gate was brought back to save the prince? Can she save the prince? Can't you?" Mr. Jiao knew that the woman named Ni Yue was locked in a secret room by Feng Yuqian. Feng Yuqian told him before leaving
The Empress Dowager, that woman is very important to the Holy Sage. You must take good care of her and never let anything happen to her.
"I can't. Only that woman can save the prince. Otherwise, why would the emperor bring her back?" Tang Wanjin was not a person who was good at reasoning and became impatient after saying a few words. "Anyway, Mr. Jiao, don't believe what Master Yaowang says.
Just trust the emperor. The poison in the prince's body has not been cured, so it is impossible for the emperor to have a death wish."
Tang Wanjin had a firm look on his face, and in order to prove that what he said was true, he nodded heavily.
For a moment, Mr. Jiao was also confused and didn't know who to believe. Of course, he selfishly wanted to believe Tang Wanjin. After all, he didn't want them to have an emperor who didn't care about the country and the country for the sake of beauty.
However, the facts are before us. Their emperor's breathing is stable now, his face is rosy, and all the injuries on his body are healed, but he still doesn't wake up. How to explain this?
Tang Wan saw that Mr. Jiao was still dubious and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, Mr. Jiao, just believe in the emperor. There must be a reason why the emperor is not awake now. Maybe he will wake up later."
"Okay, I've been staying in the palace for a day and a night. It's not convenient for me to stay any longer. Lord Champion, I'll leave this place to you. If the emperor wakes up, please send someone to notify me immediately." If I stay here any longer, I might be in trouble.
What do those people outside think?
"Oh... then go ahead. I'll tell you when the emperor wakes up." Tang Wanjin glanced at Long Bao, who was tired from crying and was sleeping on his body, and then at Qin, who was lying motionless on the bed.
Ji Yan secretly decided to feed Qin Jiyan some blood after Master Jiao left.
Qin Jiyan couldn't wake up for a long time, so Yaowanggu must have taken the initiative.
However, Qin Jiyan did not give him this chance. As soon as Master Jiao walked to the door, he heard a familiar command, "Master Jiao, stop!"
"Holy, Holy, Your Majesty?" Mr. Jiao was shocked and turned around quickly. When he saw Qin Jiyan sitting up, Mr. Jiao cried with joy. He knelt down with a plop and choked with sobs: "Your Majesty, you, you are finally awake.
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"The Emperor is awake? It's great. I just said that Yaowang Valley Master is talking nonsense. How could you want to die?" Tang Wanjin was frightened and deceived, and his voice was so loud that he woke up Long Bao in his arms and frightened Long Bao.
Baobao cried loudly.
"Ah...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Long Bao doesn't cry, Long Bao doesn't cry, Uncle Tang didn't mean it, Uncle Tang was wrong." As soon as Long Bao cried, Tang Wanjin stopped caring about Qin Jiyan and focused on coaxing Long Bao.
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Long Bao seemed to be very frightened, crying and convulsing, and uttered a few words indistinctly, but unfortunately he could not understand them.
"Bring me here." Seeing Long Bao crying sadly, Qin Jiyan's face looked very ugly.
"Oh...Okay, okay." Tang Wanjin was so nervous that he didn't notice it at all. He coaxed twice before carrying Long Bao to Qin Jiyan.
"Father, father..." When Long Bao saw Qin Jiyan, he cried aggrievedly and reached out to hug him.
"Good boy, don't cry." When Qin Jiyan saw Long Bao, his cold heart instantly became hot, and he held Long Bao in his arms almost tremblingly.
"Father, father..." Long Baohui didn't say much, just these two words that came back and forth, but these two words were enough to surprise Qin Jiyan, "He is indeed my son. How old is he?"
You can recognize people and call them father."
Qin Jiyan, who became a father for the first time, didn't know that most children would be able to bark when they were one year old. But even if he knew, so what, in his opinion, his son was the smartest child in the world.
"Father, father..." Although he hadn't seen Qin Jiyan for more than half a year, Long Bao stared at his portrait every day and was no stranger to him. He quickly stopped crying and nestled in Qin's house obediently.
In the arms of silence.
Qin Jiyan coaxed Long Bao, and then he was in the mood to take care of Master Jiao, "Get up!"
The voice was indifferent and cold, with a hint of dissatisfaction. Mr. Jiao was startled and had a bad premonition. But the emperor didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to ask. He just got up tremblingly.
"Your Majesty, it will be fine if you wake up. These days..." Mr. Jiao wanted Qin Jiyan to make some amends before he got angry, but he was interrupted by Qin Jiyan as soon as he started speaking, "Master Jiao, I am from Great Qin.
Emperor, my son is the crown prince of the Qin Dynasty. Now that the world has been handed over to me, I will be responsible for the world, do you understand?" The last few human words were especially heavy.
"I, I understand!" Mr. Jiao lowered his head, not daring to look into Qin Jiyan's eyes.
Master Jiao understood that the emperor had heard what he said before and was beating him.
"Very good, you can step down and we can talk tomorrow if you have anything to do." Qin Jiyan just woke up and needed time to understand what happened recently instead of rushing to deal with political affairs.
"I excuse myself." Mr. Jiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it would be extremely detrimental to him for the emperor to hear his dissatisfied complaints, it would be nice if the emperor could wake up.
After Lord Jiao left, Qin Jiyan asked Tang Wanjin what was going on, but Tang Wanjin himself didn't know, so how could he give Qin Jiyan the answer?
Tang Wanjin told him the reason why he brought Long Bao back, but he didn't know anything else.
"Are cold poison attacks becoming more and more frequent?" Qin Jiyan held Long Bao's hand and involuntarily tightened it until Long Bao's eyes were red, his mouth was puckered and he was about to cry before he realized, "Long Bao, good boy,
If you don’t cry, if you don’t cry, it’s my father’s fault for not paying attention to your strength.”
Qin Jiyan was afraid that he might not know the severity of his attack and hurt Long Bao, so he quickly put Long Bao on the bed, lifted up his clothes and took a look, and found that his arms were red from being strangled. Qin Jiyan blamed himself, "It's all father and emperor."
No, my father will blow it for you, and it won’t hurt anymore." He vaguely remembered that when he was young, he fell down and it hurt, and that’s what his mother-in-law did, but... he couldn’t remember his mother-in-law’s face clearly.
He doesn't want his son to be like him, who can't even remember what his parents look like.
"It would be great if your mother was here. She would definitely not hurt you." Thinking of his mother and concubine, Qin Jiyan couldn't help but think of Gu Qiancheng, and felt as if his heart was burning.
The inference of the Medicine King Valley Master was correct. He... really didn't want to live very much. Of course, he didn't want to die. He just didn't take his own life seriously and didn't have such a strong desire to live.
Without Qiancheng in this world, what's the point of living for him?
A note to readers:
The keyboard is broken and I just want to cry to death.