In the room, Ji Xuan, who had been hesitant, finally made a decision.

"Gu Qing, if I choose to ask for a son, how sure are you that the emperor will not die halfway?"

"This," Doctor Gu's old face was embarrassed, "the grass people are not sure. ”

The royal family's various conspiracies and calculations can kill people if they are not careful, and he himself is not sure to avoid it, let alone protect a baby.

After Ji Xuan knew that his requirements were difficult, he immediately lowered his requirements and asked, "Can the fetus land at term?" ”

In fact, he wanted to ask if he could guarantee that it was a boy.

It's just that since Doctor Gu has already said that it is uncontrollable, it means that there is really no way, even if it is difficult for him, it is useless.

"If the mother is physically strong and has no hidden diseases, it is not too difficult to fall at term."

"What are the hidden diseases of the fetus?" Ji Xuan's expression was very complicated, "Could it be like me, born with a weak body, and an acquired deficiency, which hinders the heirs and hinders the longevity?" ”

This is what he fears the most.

He himself was born weak and acquired, dragging this heavy body for more than 20 years.

This kind of suffering, I don't want my offspring to continue to repeat, whether it is a son or a daughter.

The continuation of his own bloodline, even if he does not meet his expectations and is not so perfect, Ji Xuan, as a father, still wants to give him (her) the best.

It's a father's instinct.

"There will be a little congenital weakness, and after a good life and recuperation, it is no different from ordinary people, and it will not affect the number of children and longevity."

"Very good!" Removing the complexity of his eyes, Ji Xuan waved his hand, "I have agreed to this matter, you go and start preparing." ”

"Thank you for your compassion, and the grass people will retire."

After Doctor Gu left, Qi Yong walked over with red eyes, "Holy Lord, why is this so?" Let's think of another way, you don't make a decision so quickly. ”

He always felt that Ji Xuan's body was getting weaker and weaker, but he never thought that he only had a short life left.

If it weren't for hearing Dr. Gu's words, Qi Yong wouldn't have known that ordinary walking would bring such a big burden to his master.

How cruel it is to let a man who is only twenty or five run out of oil and dry up!

If he could, Qi Yong wanted to exchange the rest of his life for it, even if it was only to add one year to his master's life.

Without a father or mother, without children or daughters, he has lived for his master and son all his life, and if his master is not there, he is completely unsure whether he can live.

Even if he could, it would only be a walking corpse.

"For the emperor, you should be decisive and decisive, and indecision is a taboo!"

"This matter is related to the holy dragon body, you can't think about it carefully," Qi Yong knelt down with tears in his eyes, "Slave beg, think about it again, don't give up so quickly, let's think of another way." ”

Hearing this, Ji Xuan's eyes gradually moistened.

In a good year, he is powerful again, his ambitions have not been rewarded, and he has not seen the prosperity of the Great Zhou, how can he be willing to turn into a handful of loess?

However, the heavens don't give it a chance!

"Don't say it again, this matter is like this, Chrysostom Yuyan, I will not regret it."

"Holy Lord," Qi Yong slammed his head on the ground, "Give the slave a chance, don't give up yet, the slave will definitely find a way to recuperate your body, let's try one last time." ”

There was irrepressible grief in Qi Yong's voice, as well as a desperate determination.

In any case, he couldn't help it, watching his master go to such a dead end.

People all over the world think that the imperial heir is important, and it is very cost-effective to exchange three months of life for an imperial heir who balances the court and stabilizes the world, but he is not!

For him, the whole world is not as important as the safety of the saints.

The Holy One is there, and this huge world is meaningful.

"It's useless," Ji Xuan clenched his hands tightly, exhausted and desperate, "Gu Cangyu's medical skills, no one in the entire Great Zhou is unsurpassed, he has no way, let alone others." ”

If there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up.

But he really had no choice.

Over the years, there have been no people who can diagnose and cure their own diseases, let alone cure them.

Although it is largely because he deliberately concealed it, this kind of trick can't be seen, this group of imperial doctors is just a group of wine bags and rice bags.

It can only treat minor diseases such as headache and brain fever.

At this point, Ji Xuan misunderstood the trembling imperial doctors.

It's not that they can't see it, but they don't dare to say it.

In the final analysis, the imperial doctor is only a retainer of the Son of Heaven, and what the master doesn't want others to know, they can only pretend not to know.

But, to some extent, Ji Xuan did not wronged them, they had a very one-sided understanding of Ji Xuan's condition.

"That's not right," Qi Yong shook his head, "The Huang family, the saint, the Huang family's wine is useful." ”

As he spoke, he quickly analyzed, "Over the years, the imperial doctors have prescribed all kinds of decoctions, brewed all kinds of medicinal wines, and cooked all kinds of medicinal meals, and every time they said that they could nourish the body of the Holy Mountain, the more they replenished it, the more they became weaker, but the Huang family's wine, the Holy Lord only drank it once, and the effect was significant, and in the long run, it would definitely improve the body, so there was no need to break the kettle so early." ”

After speaking, Qi Yong gritted his teeth and scolded, "The group of wine bags and rice bags in the Imperial Medical Department have wasted so many good things, it is better than a jar of wine that we encounter casually." ”

Hearing this, Ji Xuan's heart rippled.

He is not afraid of death, but he is not reconciled, if things really turn around, he must give it a try.

I'm afraid, the bamboo basket is empty.

Those who have just kindled hope but have fallen into greater disappointment, and those who have been tormented by joy and sorrow have collapsed.

Qi Yong realized that Ji Xuan's attitude had loosened, and continued to persuade him with more strength, "Holy Lord, let's try it one last time, if you can't do it according to Doctor Gu's request, the worst is just the previous result, and there is no loss." ”

As soon as the words turned, a slight flush appeared on Qi Yong's face, "However, if you really get an unexpected joy, it will be a bright future." As long as the Holy Lord's health improves, even if he only maintains the status quo, whether it is the country or the heirs, he can plan slowly, and will not be as passive as he is now. ”

In the last sentence, Qi Yong thought carefully.

He hinted to his master, even if he lingered on the bed, he should not sacrifice his life for the emperor's heir.

Ji Xuan knows this carefully.

Glancing at Qi Yong deeply, Ji Xuan sighed lightly, "If I don't let you try, you won't give up, or I will be willful with you once." ”

not only fulfilled Qi Yong's heart of protecting the master, but also gave himself one last chance.

If this time, it's still useless, he won't toss at all.

It's just a death, the son of Da Zhou, don't be afraid!

"Slave and maid thank the saint for understanding," Qi Yong kept kowtowing excitedly, "Master rest assured, slave and maid are fighting for this life, and they must also do this matter well, the Huang family's formula, no matter what, must be in the hands of the master." ”

"There is no need to do this," after a pause, Ji Xuan said in a deep voice, "Do your best to obey the destiny of heaven!" ”