"His status in the Tsing Yi Division is not high, and Lin Tianchong's matter is top secret, and he can't touch it."

Nangong Shan clutched his chest and coughed a few times.

"Oh, my lord."

Seeing this, Mo Fugui hurriedly stepped forward and patted him on the back, trying to help him calm down.

"You don't have to worry about Lin Tianchong now, taking care of your body and accompanying Your Majesty to the pavilion is the top priority."

He was anxious for Nangong Mountain.

"Ahem, ahem"

After drinking the medicine, Nangong Shan didn't feel as comfortable as before, but this time he kept coughing.

"Lord, what's wrong with you, don't scare me." Mo Fugui's face was full of concern.

Panting, Nangong Mountain finally stopped.

"I can't die. You're right, the top priority is to accompany my father to the pavilion, as long as the position of the prince is in hand, what are you afraid of Lin Tianchong in vain?"

"That's right." Mo Fugui replied excitedly.

But it backfired, and in the next two days, Nangong Shan cheered up, but his condition gradually worsened.

Eventually, he was too weak to get up.

There are countless imperial doctors in the palace, but they can't see why.

Fang Shengshou's methods, if he could be seen by other healers, then he would not be prestigious.

He skillfully used the amount of medicinal materials, and in the prescription of Nangong Mountain, one flavor of medicinal materials was a few points more, and the other two medicinal materials were a few cents less.

As a result, when the imperial doctor examined the medicinal residue, he did not see the problem with the medicinal materials at all.

For a while, the haze of the Qi Palace, Mo Fugui sighed all day long.

Qingyun Palace.

The Tianqing Festival is approaching, and Nangong Qing is a little excited.

At the daily pilgrimage meeting, the same group of people are kneeling and worshipping, which is very boring.

Only on the Tianqing Festival, on the Tianxin Pavilion, can he enjoy the worship of all peoples.

That kind of being high up, as if my greatest feeling between heaven and earth, made him deeply fascinated.

"Feng Songfei, do you think my handwriting is okay?" Nangong Qing asked with a smile.

When he stepped forward to take a look, Feng Songfei saw that it was written on the paper: Steal Shenzhou and reward everyone.

It is a poem written by Li Feibai on Nangong Ji's birthday.

"Vigorous and powerful, vigorous, Your Majesty, your words have improved again." Feng Songfei sent it at the right time.

Smiling, Nangong Qing replied, "Do you know why you can sit in the position of chief attendant?"

"The slave is stupid, please make it clear to Your Majesty."

"It's obviously a sycophant, but it makes people believe it, your mouth is very powerful." Nangong Qing said with a smile.

"In front of Your Majesty, how dare a slave talk nonsense, everything he says is from the bottom of his heart."

Nangong Qing laughed.

"Your Majesty, there is something to do."

At this time, a general of the forbidden army reported outside the palace.

"Come in."

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Feng Songfei asked.

"King Qi's condition has worsened, and he has been unable to get up recently, and there are still three days left for the Tianqing Festival, Your Majesty should make a decision as soon as possible."

"King Qi is sick again?"

Nangong Qing frowned.

The good mood was instantly dispersed.

"It's been cold recently, maybe King Qi is weaker." Seeing this, Feng Songfei hurriedly and cautiously agreed.

"Can't get up? Then how can he accompany me to the Heavenly Heart Pavilion?" Nangong Qing seemed to be talking to herself, and she seemed to be asking the people in the hall.

No one answered.

No one dares to be the first to express their opinions.

"Have you ever seen it with the Imperial Doctor?" Helpless, Nangong Qing could only continue to ask.

"More than a dozen imperial doctors in the palace have diagnosed and treated, but none of them can find any symptoms." The general replied.

"Ugh."

Nangong Qing sighed.

"Could it be that his strange illness has flare-up again?"

"But it is said that King Qi's strange illness was not cured by that vain gift?" Feng Songfei asked.

"Yes, what about the vain?" Nangong Qing asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, Vain is now under the command of King Zhao." The general said.

Hearing this, Nangong Qing frowned and groaned.

"It seems that King Qi lost the battle for the vain gift."

His tone was flat, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger.

"Your Majesty, King Qi's life is at stake, why not make a decree and let Bai Feili heal King Qi again?" Feng Songfei spoke.

"Hmph, do you think it's useful?" Nangong Qing sneered.

"This ......," Feng Songfei was puzzled.

"Party strife has always been bloody and cruel. Since he has been voted in vain under the command of King Zhao, even if I make an order, he can find a reason to say that he cannot cure King Qi." Nangong Qing saw it very thoroughly.

"But Your Majesty, you can't just watch King Qi get seriously ill." Feng Songfei spoke again.

"Those who carry David's country, in addition to having strategic means, must also be healthy, otherwise they will die in a few years, replace the prince again, and defend the country is another turmoil. Now that I have given him the command of the Beishan Army, everything is up to him."

Nangong Qing's tone was a little hateful for iron not being steel.

He is now clearly biased in favor of Nangong Mountain, but this son can't satisfy himself.

He also knew that although Nangong must have ambitions, he did do his best for David.

He is not loyal to himself, but to defend the country.

However, now is not the time to clean up King Zhao.

If the royal family of the patriotic country does not have Nangong Ding, I am afraid that within a few months, it will be eaten by the enemy country.

"But what if, when the Tianqing Festival comes, King Qi can't recover yet?"

Closing his eyes, Nangong Qing pondered for a moment, and finally spoke:

"Then let Ji'er accompany me to the pavilion."

Hearing this, Feng Songfei's body was shocked.

He glanced at the general of the forbidden army, who immediately understood and arched his hand:

"Retire from your duties."

Nangong Qingyan did not raise his eyes, and after the generals left, he tore the calligraphy written by Fang Cai to shreds.

Qiancheng Mansion is some distance from Tsing Yi Division, and if you walk, it will take half an hour.

Lin Tianchong finally came out of the secret passage.

He wore a hat on his head and walked down the street with his head bowed.

The goal of this trip is naturally Tsing Yi Division.

Li Feibai felt that the time had come, and he had to let him go to the Tsing Yi Division first.

The closer to the Tianqing Festival, the more martial law imposed on the whole city.

Now it seems that Situ Wuwu seems to have a tendency to favor the Qi Palace, and Li Feibai has to be just in case.

The Beishan Army still did not give up the search for Lin Tianchong.

On the long street, they can be seen everywhere.

Lin Tianchong is not afraid, at this time, in the imperial city, except for Zhao Qiancheng and Nangong Ding, he is confident that he has no opponent.

Moreover, since the breakthrough, he really wanted to try his skills.

It's like you have a peerless beauty on your side, but you can't use it for a long time.

But he still followed Zhao Qiancheng's intentions and tried not to let the Beishan Army find out, so as not to have many dreams at night.

Seeing that Tsing Yi Si was ten zhang away, several waves of Beishan troops galloping past him still failed to find Lin Tianchong.

Perhaps they didn't expect him to walk swaggering around the imperial city at this time.

Lin Tianchong was a little disappointed, he was looking forward to being discovered.

Helplessly, he took off the hat on his head and revealed his true face.

It just so happened that Liu Chongyong led a team of Beishan Army to circle around the Tsing Yi Division.

He was naturally ordered by Nangong Mountain, if Lin Tianchong appeared, he would definitely go to the Tsing Yi Division.

Only the Tsing Yi Division can make Lin Tianchong useful.

Nangong Mountain is very clear about this.