Zhao Yuanjing said: "Before coming, the queen said to me, in case the little emperor uncle refused to give it, let me think of coming." I said it was impossible, and Uncle Xiao Huang would definitely give it. Now it seems that the queen knows Uncle Xiao Huang better. ”

Zhao Shu looked at him calmly and did not speak.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "Uncle Xiaohuang, are you really so cold to the queen? Do you know where she's going? She coughs up blood every day, and she can't stop it at night, and she can only sleep for an hour or two every day. ”

Zhao Shu held the knuckles of the fingers of the box, slightly white.

After a long time, he said, "Just according to what I just said, let her try her Lingzhi first, if it is useful." This one, I'll give it to her. ”

His voice seemed a little hoarse.

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

He returned to Fengyi Palace empty-handed, and saw Tsing Yi kneeling beside the bed with a spittoon, and Yun Dai coughing up blood on her stomach.

Her face was flushed with cough, and the corners of her mouth were stained with blood.

Zhao Yuanjing felt a pain in his heart, walked over quickly, gently stroked her back, and comforted her.

Yun Dai shook her head, and Tsing Yi handed the spittoon to the palace maid and brought it out.

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

After finishing the work, Yun Dai felt a little out of breath, but she didn't want Zhao Yuanjing to worry, so she tried her best to endure it.

Zhao Yuanjing let her lean into her arms, uncomfortable and didn't want to speak.

"Did you get the Ganoderma lucidum?" Yun Dai asked.

"Nope." Zhao Yuanjing whispered, "Uncle Xiaohuang, he...... He told you to try your reishi first, and if it was useful, he would bring it. ”

"He won't give it?" Yun Dai was a little anxious, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, you don't know, this matter is related to Zhao Yuanhe, and he may have said something to King Qin." And my illness may be related to King Qin. ”

Zhao Yuanjing was a little confused when he heard it: "How is your illness related to Uncle Xiaohuang?" ”

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

"Really? But Uncle Xiao Huang looks very good. Zhao Yuanjing didn't understand, "Your illness is getting worse and worse, and it doesn't seem to be affected by Jin Ling." ”

"That's what I find weird too. But anyway, Zhao Yuanhe said, only when King Qin is dead, the golden bell on my ear can be removed. Yun Dai said, "Your Majesty, do you think King Qin will ......?"

Zhao Yuanjing raised his eyebrows: "You mean to say that Uncle Xiaohuang will commit suicide for you?" No way, Uncle Xiao Huang is not this kind of person. ”

Zhao Yuanhe said that when he was about to die, he might have a glimmer of life if he took Snow Lingzhi. So I'm worried that King Qin will try it and want you to get the Lingzhi back. ”

Zhao Yuanjing felt a little ridiculous: "Uncle Xiaohuang would believe this nonsense? King Yi's words, I won't believe half a word. If he believes, he will not be the king of Qin. ”

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

"This ......" Zhao Yuanjing was silent for a moment, helped her lie down, and said, "If what you said is true, your illness is caused by Uncle Xiaohuang, and his method may not be impossible to try." ”

Yun Dai was anxious: "Are you all crazy?" What if Snow Lingzhi is useless and he can't survive after committing suicide? ”

Zhao Yuanjing's tone was a little colder: "Since Uncle Xiaohuang is willing to give up his life for you, how can I bear to stop him?" ”

A wisp of anger escaped from the bottom of his heart.

Uncle Xiaohuang, Uncle Xiaohuang, you are really in love with Gu Yundai!

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