"No, I mean the symptoms of your weakness." Qiqiao tilted his head and thought for a while, and added, "Or rather...... When did you start getting sick easily? ”

"Hmm......" The emperor stroked his chest and thought for a while before he said, "It's been about two years, I'm ...... In the last two years, my official duties have become more and more heavy, so I light the lamp and boil the oil until late every day to rest. The imperial doctor just said that my body was weak because of overwork......"

"Why didn't you tell me?" Nan Yuankui looked at him with a frown.

The emperor had already stopped coughing and showed a somewhat pale smile: "Brother Wang's sharing of the news of the outside world for me on weekdays has already reduced most of the burden, after all, I am also sitting in this position, and I can't rely on Brother Huang for everything." ”

"Hey, co-authors like to work overtime are all ancestral." Qiqiao complained without saltiness, in exchange for Nan Yuankui's angry eyes.

The emperor laughed: "What Qiaoqiao's niece said is right, why don't you wait for you to grow up a little more, and share some of your father's official duties for you to help our elders share the burden?" ”

Qiqiao shuddered: "It's not necessary, my niece and I can't read Ding, I'm afraid I can't handle such an important official business." ”

With such a break, the solemn atmosphere was diluted a lot, and even Nan Yuankui couldn't help but put a smile on his lips.

Qiqiao gathered his mind for a moment, said offended, and reached out to grab the emperor's wrist and began to take the pulse.

At first, the emperor still felt that although they were elders and juniors, after all, there was a difference between men and women, and he wanted to find a way to find a different way, but when he raised his eyes and looked at the other two people, they both looked like they didn't care much, so he could only give up, and his expression did not reveal the slightest.

"How?" After a moment, Nan Yuankui couldn't help but ask. For his only brother, he is really very concerned.

Qiqiao shook his head and said with some doubts: "It's true that it's just a little lacking in the body." ”

"Look, I said you were just making a fuss, even if there was someone in the palace who was planted by the old thief, he didn't have the power to poison me beyond so many guards." The emperor said indifferently: "It's really not good, I'll just find a day to give myself a holiday, just cultivate a little, and I can only pay attention to this kind of thing by myself." ”

Qiqiao didn't let him withdraw his hand, just raised his eyes and glanced at Nan Yuankui, and said, "It may hurt, dad, you hold him down." ”

“……？” The emperor tried to withdraw his hand but failed, but the weak and boneless plain white hand in front of him was now firmly clamped against him like iron tongs.

In his puzzled eyes, Nan Yuankui stepped forward and vigorously pressed the emperor's shoulder.

"Brother Wang?" The Emperor called out blankly, and the next moment he howled in pain.

"Don't let him make a noise and attract people from outside." Qiqiao frowned, and there was a faint sweat on his forehead.

Nan Yuankui reached out without saying a word and blocked the emperor's mouth with his own arm.

The Emperor only felt that his meridians suddenly seemed to be pierced by thick iron sticks, and with a tearing stinging pain, they snaked all the way up from Qiqiao's wrist to his head and heart.

He wanted to open his mouth to speak in some horror, but he was blocked by Nan Yuankui's arm, and then the pain like a wave completely swept through his entire body, making him almost unconscious in an instant.