Zhao Yuanjing said: "Before coming, the queen told me that if the little emperor's uncle refuses to give it, I will find a way to come. I said it is impossible, the little emperor's uncle will definitely give it. Now it seems that the queen knows the little emperor better."

Zhao Shu looked at him calmly and didn't say anything.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "Uncle Xiaohuang, are you so cold to the queen? Do you know her current situation? She coughs up blood every day and can't stop it at night. When she can sleep every day, it's only one or two hours."

Zhao Shu held the joints of the box and turned slightly white.

After a long time, he said, "Just as I said just now, let her try her first Ganoderma lucidum. If it works, I will give it to her."

His voice seemed a little hoarse.

Zhao Yuanjing stared at him for a moment, turned around and strode away.

He returned to Fengyi Palace empty-handedly and saw Qingyi kneeling beside the bed holding a spittoon, while Yun Dai was lying on her lying coughing blood.

Her face was red with coughing, and the corners of her mouth were filled with blood.

Zhao Yuanjing felt a pain in his heart, and he quickly walked over, gently stroked her back to make peace for her.

Yun Dai shook her head, and Qingyi handed the spittoon to the palace maid to take it out.

She brought warm water and asked Yundai to rinse her mouth and wash her hands and face.

After finishing his work, Yun Dai felt a little breathless again, but he didn't want Zhao Yuanjing to worry, so he tried his best to endure it.

Zhao Yuanjing asked her to lean in her arms, feeling so uncomfortable that she didn't want to speak.

"Have you brought Ganoderma lucidum?" Yun Dai asked.

"No." Zhao Yuanjing whispered, "The little emperor uncle... he said he asked you to try your Ganoderma lucidum first. If it works, he will bring it."

"He refused to give it?" Yun Dai was a little anxious and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty, you don't know that this matter is related to Zhao Yuanhe. He may have said something to the King of Qin. And my illness may have something to do with the King of Qin."

Zhao Yuanjing was a little confused when he heard it: "Why is your illness related to the little emperor?"

"I heard that the day you saved Yan'er, the King of Qin was injured, so I was implicated."

"Is that so? But the little emperor looks very good." Zhao Yuanjing didn't understand, "You are getting worse and worse, and you don't seem to be affected by Jin Ling."

"This is also something I find strange. But no matter what, Zhao Yuanhe said that only when the King of Qin dies can the golden bells on my ears be taken down." Yun Dai said, "Your Majesty, do you think the King of Qin will..."

Zhao Yuanjing raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean is that the little emperor will commit suicide for you? It's impossible, the little emperor is not such a person."

"Zhao Yuanhe said that when he was about to die, taking the snow Ganoderma lucidum may have a glimmer of life. So I am worried that the King of Qin will try it and want you to get the Ganoderma lucidum back."

Zhao Yuanjing felt that it was a bit ridiculous: "Will the little emperor believe such nonsense? I will not believe King Yi's words in a single word. If he believed it, he would not be the King of Qin."

"Your Majesty, then how do you explain the pair of golden bells in my ear?"

"This..." Zhao Yuanjing was silent for a moment, helped her lie down, and said, "If all you said is true, your illness is caused by the little emperor's uncle, and his method may not be able to be tried."

Yun Dai was anxious: "You are all crazy? What if Xue Lingzhi is useless and he can't survive after committing suicide?"

Zhao Yuanjing's tone became a little cold: "Since the little emperor is willing to do it for you, I don't even want my life, how can I bear to stop him?"

A trace of anger erupted in his heart.
Chapter completed!