The old emperor's situation was not very good, Qiyin just glanced at it and knew why.

The symptoms of chronic toxicity did not show anything in the early years, but the toxicity accumulated more and more, and at a certain point in time, all of them broke out.

Thin as skinny and bone-like, with deep eye sockets, surrounded by a circle of purple, and white lips, if it was bruised, I am afraid that the imperial doctor would have diagnosed it as early as the early stage.

The prestige of the past is only the current malaise.

"I'm the seventh prince? Old Seven? ”

The old emperor's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't drunk water for a long time. He looked at Liu Yizhen with confusion, he wondered, is there really this person in his memory?

Liu Yizhen let him look at it expressionlessly, and his cloudy eyes were full of doubt, making him unconsciously clench his fists.

I can't remember my mother's memory clearly when I was a child, but I have lived in the cold palace for so many years, and it is inevitable that some memories still remain.

He is the seventh prince of the palace, although he came from a humble background, he is also in the family tree, and he is also a member of this royal family. But since he can remember, he has lived in that cold palace all day long, one person, one courtyard, deserted.

When he was bullied countless times, he would fantasize about when his father would remember him and take him out of the cold palace?

But how ridiculous does the current situation, when I think of myself when I was a child?

It's just his wishful thinking!

"Old Seven!" The old emperor seemed to remember, but the whole person was in a daze.

Affected by the poison, the spirit is not very good, which also leads to a sluggish way of thinking about things.

Qiyin snorted, took out a snuffbox from his waist, opened the stopper, and put it under the old emperor's nose.

The fragrance of gardenia filled the nasal cavity in an instant, and even the brain had a moment of lucidity.

"Old Seven! You're not dead? The old emperor's first words when he came to his senses.

Liu Yizhen pursed his lips, and finally said, "Erchen has never died. ”

"The eldest and the third ......" The old emperor was confused for a while, but then he thought of his physical condition, and seemed to understand something, with a little disbelief.

"Where have you been all these years?"

"Back to my father, my son went out with the doctor for a while."

Liu Yizhen's mother was beaten into the cold palace, and it was not him who was beaten into the cold palace, so it was nothing if he couldn't get out of the cold palace. It stands to reason that without the permission of the emperor, Liu Yizhen cannot leave the palace. But the current situation is not the time for him to dwell on this matter.

"Miracle Doctor?" The old emperor sat up straight and looked at Qiyin.

Qiyin has a veil on her face, which makes it difficult to see her face, "The divine doctor can't be deserved, and he will cure the disease and save people a little bit." ”

It's a little bit, most of the time she's killing people.

"Please also ask the divine doctor to see, what kind of disease is this?" The old emperor seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and his eyes suddenly had a light of hope, and he wished that Qiyin would treat him immediately.

"Your disease is actually ......"

Before Qiyin finished speaking, the voice of the eunuch sounded outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, the eldest prince and the third prince ask to see you!"

The old emperor's face sank, and his just good spirit was about to die.

Qiyin understood, and sniffed the snuffbox for him again, and then stabilized.

"Let them in!"

"Yes!".

Liu Yi stood on the side, not knowing what to think. Most of the time, Qiyin doesn't know what exactly this person is thinking.