Yan Wushuang understood his intentions, and the contradiction between him and Zhan Ge was resolved.

The noble lady who was agitating to give Zhan Ge a concubine, seeing Zhan Ge's attitude, stopped one after another, and did not dare to cause trouble for the family again.

Yan Wushuang's life instantly felt a lot more comfortable, except for occasionally going out to play with the sisters he knew, he went to the palace to see the ten princes, and as for the outside career, it had already developed.

There are many people who should follow the meaning of the words.

"Why are you so late today?" Yan Wushuang took off Zhan Ge's outer robe, looking at the tiredness on his face and feeling a little distressed.

Zhan Ge shook his head lightly, and waited until his mood settled down, and then he explained to Yan Wushuang with a heavy face.

"Master invited his friends from the rivers and lakes to come, he is an extremely famous divine doctor, but the saint's illness is too serious, even if it is a divine doctor, there is no cure."

"What?" Yan Wushuang's face immediately turned cold, and he immediately walked over and sat next to Zhan Ge with a worried expression.

"How so? Isn't the Holy One poisoned? As long as the poison is detoxified and the body is well raised, even if it can't return to its previous state, at least it can ensure that the Holy One is in good health. ”

Zhan Ge rubbed his forehead, extremely troubled: "Speaking of the saint, it is not a complete illness, he is a heart disease......

"Heart Disease ......"

Yan Wushuang instantly understood why, before the saint woke up, although she was sad but didn't show anything else, so she didn't think much about it, and secretly felt that the saint was a little unkind.

But he didn't expect that the Holy Lord would put all this in his heart, and finally fell ill.

"Heart disease still requires heart medicine, but ......" Yan Wu's eyes were gloomy, the holy heart medicine was gone, and those were all regrets.

There was a long silence in the room, Yan Wushuang had the heart to comfort Zhan Ge, but there was nothing she could do, even herself, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Zhan Ge sensed that Yan Wushuang's mood was wrong, turned around and hugged her into his arms, his voice was hoarse with sadness: "Don't worry, the saint won't say it right away, we still have time."

"Zhan Ge, after the queen left, I have been tense, but I never thought that one day, the saint would be like this. I used to be naughty and willful, but he tolerated me, and before I could repay him, I faced such a thing. ”

"It will be rewarded, the tenth prince is the only one who can inherit the throne now, as long as he can grow up, everything is easy to say."

"However, the Ten Princes are only a child, and if they grow up, it will take at least six years, and if others know about this, the court will be in chaos."

No matter how uninterested Yan Wushuang is in politics, he also knows that there must be a huge conspiracy behind this, if the current situation of the Holy Lord is known......

With a long sigh, Yan Wushuang curled up in Zhan Ge's arms weakly, feeling the warmth of comfortable Zhan Ge, and his tired heart was soothed when he heard the news.

"So, Wushuang, don't worry, I will protect you, protect Dayi, and won't let those wolf ambitions bring Dayi to the flames of war."

Nodding silently, Yan Wushuang trusted Zhan Ge wholeheartedly, because she knew that Zhan Ge didn't mean that for the throne, this was the trust rooted in her heart.

"I want to go to see the saint tomorrow, it's been so long, I haven't seen him yet, and when I think about it, it's really unfilial."

The queen is gone, Yan Wushuang wants to see for the queen, although she doesn't love it anymore, but at least she still has family affection. The Holy One cannot die yet.

"Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow, it just so happens that the prime minister is giving a lecture to the Ten Princes recently, you can bring some food over to see him."

The night was quiet, and the husband and wife had some soft words from time to time, which was very warm.

The next day, Zhan Ge took Yanwushuang into the palace.

Here in the palace, Yan Wushuang doesn't like to come in, but she can't dodge either, there are some things that can't be avoided after hiding for a long time.

"I'll go to the Qianqing Palace, the Ten Princes should be in the imperial study at this time, if you want, go over together." Or do you go to Kunning Palace first? ”

On the side of Kunning Palace, there are only a few people living now, one of them is Aunt Cuixiang, every time Yan Wushuang comes in, he will go to see her. Zhan Ge understood her, so he asked.

Yan Wushuang glanced at the direction of Kunning Palace, and still shook his head hesitantly: "Forget it, I won't go today, Shuangshuang, you will send these things to Aunt Cuixiang later, tell her, cherish your body, and when you finish it, come to me."

"Yes, ma'am."

Zhan Ge and Yan Wushuang walked in calmly in the salute of the eunuchs and maids in the Qianqing Palace, and Zhan Ge was reluctant to let Yan Wushuang go alone, so he suggested so.

"At this time, the Ten Princes should still be in class, or let's go see the Holy Lord first, and then come back."

"It's okay, without you by my side, I'm really not used to seeing the saint."

Although the Qianqing Palace is still prosperous, the palace maids and eunuchs shuttle back and forth, and the grand occasion is indescribable, but I don't know why, Yan Wushuang feels that there is a faint gloom here.

The sycamore tree, which symbolizes the love of the emperor and queen in front of Kunning, has gradually withered after the death of the queen's mother, and even the best master in the palace has no way to save it.

Yan Wushuang didn't dare to tell the saint, for fear that something would go wrong in his urgency.

With a long sigh, I don't know when this palace will return to its former vitality.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine, and when you meet in front of the saint, remember to be happy." Zhan Ge hugged Yan Wushuang's shoulders, extremely gentle.

Nodding slightly, Yan Wushuang gave Zhan Ge a faint smile back: "I will, this matter, in the final analysis, the saint can't predict it."

Even Father-in-law didn't experience any setbacks last time, and he was still so mysterious, welcoming the two of them in, and by the way, talking about the recent situation of the saint.

"Your Majesty's health is better than a few days ago, but you don't want to use medicine no matter what, if the general and the county lord can help persuade you, it would be great."

"Don't worry, father-in-law, I will appease Your Majesty later, by the way, the biggest fear of the remaining concubines in the harem now is Concubine De, hasn't she come to see the saint?"

Yan Wushuang saw that there was no one around, and asked in a low voice.

Even the father-in-law stopped his steps, bent down slightly and replied: "This is indeed nothing, and Your Majesty doesn't seem to care about this, and our family doesn't know what Your Majesty plans in his heart."

Although the saint is not in good health, his mind is clear, and what happened before happened once is enough, how can he allow it to happen again in his lifetime?

As for the concubines in the harem, Concubine Xian, like the previous Concubine Xian, has gone, and among the remaining three concubines of Liang Shude, the most prominent one is Concubine De.

Concubine De is the biological concubine of the Ten Princes, which no one can ignore, so it is not unreasonable for the harem to faintly respect her.

"Concubine De's physical condition is said to be much better, does Your Majesty know?"

"Back to the county lord, Your Majesty knows, but he didn't say anything." Even his father-in-law whispered softly, revealing some news.

Yan Wushuang nodded thoughtfully, Zhan Ge had been standing behind Yan Wushuang and had not left for a moment.

"The matter of the harem, Your Majesty still has to decide, no matter how I say it, it is not a serious royal bloodline, even if my father-in-law has the opportunity, I can remind Your Majesty a little."

Yan Wushuang was almost dizzy about the calculations behind him, and he really didn't want to face it, besides, these were all holy women.

"Don't worry, please move."

Before entering the dormitory, Yan Wushuang had already smelled the strong smell of medicine, and his heart was shocked, and his footsteps stopped involuntarily.

Father-in-law Lian seemed to have gotten used to it, and pushed open the door of the dormitory without changing his face.

Zhan Ge gently hugged Yan Wushuang's shoulders and nodded at her, Yan Wushuang's face gradually eased, burying the worry in his heart.

The dormitory is not much different from the last time I came, and the saint seems to be in good health today, with a cushion behind him, and he is still there looking at the post.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he looked back and saw that it was Yan Wushuang and Zhan Ge, their faces looked much better, and their faces with a little longer flesh also recovered a little bit of their previous wisdom and martial arts.

"You two are here, sit down." Someone went to serve tea and water.

"Your Majesty's health looks much better, and it is estimated that it will be about the same after a while." Compared to when he was just cured of poisoning, the saint is really much better now.

The hand that turned over the fold paused for a moment, and the ease of the saint's face gradually receded, and with a wave of his hand, everyone else retreated except for his father-in-law.

Wait until the door of the dormitory is closed, and even the father-in-law nods lightly, and then the saint speaks.

"Girl, you're wrong."

Looking at Yan Wushuang's worries that he didn't hide despite trying to calm down, and the faint worry under Zhan Ge's cold expression, the saint smiled lightly.

"Life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky. Even if I am a saint, if I want to last a long time, it must be impossible, I want to meet Wan'er and talk to her, she is afraid that she will be very worried when she dies. ”

Wan'er is the queen's nickname, although the saint's tone is flat, and there is a little expectation. Yan Wushuang and Zhan Ge's faces instantly became worried, and the two of them looked at each other, both surprised.

"Your Majesty......"

was about to speak, but was stopped by the saint waving his hand, so he could only obediently listen to the saint continue.

"If I can, I also hope to live a few more years, not to mention how to develop Dayi, at least to be able to cultivate a qualified heir for Dayi, that's it. Lin'er grew up with the queen and is a malleable talent. ”

It's just a pity that I can't cultivate it by myself. The regret in the eyes of the saint is too profound, even if it is Yan Wushuang and Zhan Ge, it can be seen that if you don't talk about love, at least in terms of governing the country, the saint is a clear king.