"That's how my body is......" Emperor Yufeng finally finished reading the fold in his hand, and then put it aside, looking at the British justice with a smile, "Do you want me to stand up and take the prince down?"

"No! Don't dare!" The British Duke hurriedly said, "How could Wechen have such a mind? The crown prince is the prince of the country, and he should have learned to deal with the government in advance.

It's just that Weichen thinks that now is the critical time, Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and only when Your Majesty stands up can we unite the hearts of all the people."

Emperor Yufeng just smiled at the person kneeling on the ground, and didn't say whether it was good or bad, just watched quietly like this.

I have been watching the British public's forehead begin to sweat and hair on his body.

He laughed, laughed for a while, and then sighed faintly, "Get up! You're about to hug your grandson, and you and I have been reading together since childhood, so you don't need to do that in front of me."

Such a tone was familiar to the British duke, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"It's not that I don't want to go out and work hard, since you came alone, and I won't hide it from you, now my body is not very good.

It's good to be so still, but if you really work hard, I'm afraid you'll miss the world's affairs, you came just in time, and I have something just in time for you to take care of it for me."

The British Duke was just going to look for the crown prince today, but at this time, seeing that Emperor Yufeng could still have such a clear conversation with himself, where did he dare to go to the East Palace to think.

"Your Majesty, please command."

Emperor Yufeng didn't really give any orders, but took a letter from the cabinet behind the bed and went out.

Hong Wen didn't know where it came from, and took the letter in both hands and handed it to the British duke.

"Alright, you just do what you say!"

"Yes!" The British Duke immediately retreated.

Emperor Yufeng walked out of the door backwards, and was about to turn around, when he suddenly spoke again, "Today's matter, you know how to do it."

In the eyes of the people all over the world, Emperor Yufeng is now seriously ill, and such a thing tonight naturally can't be known to others.

The British Duke didn't know this truth, so he didn't need to give orders, so he immediately said to Han Jian who suddenly appeared: "Thank you Grandpa Han for your tea tonight, I just hope that Your Majesty can get better as soon as possible."

After the people outside left, Emperor Yufeng let out a leisurely breath, and then leaned back on the big pillow, with a somewhat annoyed and violent look on his face.

"How long will it take for me to get better!"

He was clearly roaring, but when he said it, his tone was really weak.

Hong Wen immediately brought a bowl of bird's nest porridge from the cabinet next to him, "Long live the master, don't worry, this disease is not overnight, it is easy to go to the root in one go, in the end, it hurts the dragon's body, and now it has to be well recuperated for a while."

Seeing that Emperor Yufeng was still so annoyed, he hurriedly said, "Didn't the national teacher say it? Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and the purple microstar in the sky is the time to shine, these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and it depends on the master's long live Lord!"

At the mention of the national teacher, Emperor Yufeng's face looked a little better, he turned his face, his eyes fell on the bowl of bird's nest porridge, and his brows were even more frowned, "How long will I have to drink this medicine?"

How did Hong Wen know how long Emperor Yufeng would have to recuperate when he was so weak at this time, so he had to say with a smiling face: "The national teacher said, it depends on the mood of the Long Live Lord!"

The most important thing is not to get angry, don't think too much, Long Live Lord will have a very wide heart, this disease, it will not be able to hurt the dragon body, Long Live Lord will naturally get better."

There is no difference between saying this and not saying it, but fortunately, Emperor Yufeng listened to this, took the bowl from his hand, raised his head and drank it directly.

Hong Wen finally put his mind at ease, and then saw his master who walked in from outside, his already hunched body bent more and more, and then he still retreated silently.

"Hong Wen always has something to say, Han Qian, come on, how long do you say it will take for me to get better?"

Han Jian appeared in front of Emperor Yufeng's bed like a ghost, not as arched as Hong Wenzong, he actually stood very straight, the look on his face was not good-looking, and his eyes were even more faint.

If it weren't for Emperor Yufeng clearly knowing that he had always been like this, and could tolerate him like this, I'm afraid he would have died several times.

"Avoid it, and look at it as a slave, it will be a long time."

Emperor Yufeng was almost so angry with him that he couldn't breathe, stared at him with a pair of eyes for a long time, and then slowly calmed down his emotions, "You are a ...... I really don't like to listen to you sometimes!"

Han Jian bowed slightly, "Slaves and maids have always been very good at talking."

"Why did your godfather recognize you as a godson, and he is not one of those who can't speak!"

Han Jian didn't answer this sentence, just hung his head slightly, and apologized to Emperor Yufeng for saying something unpleasant to him.

Looking at his dead face, Emperor Yufeng probably felt really bored, so he simply turned his face away.

"The prince has been busy lately?"

"There are a lot of things inside and outside the government, but Your Highness is worried about all aspects of things, but it is a bit of a burden."

"I guess he's smug too! I've never been so in charge!" The tone didn't sound like there was anything wrong with it, but there was a bit of fierceness between the eyebrows.

It can be seen that in the eyes of this emperor, now that his son is in charge of the affairs of the court, he is not very satisfied.

Naturally, Han Jian would not make any comments on such words.

Still standing quietly on the sidelines.

This huge space suddenly fell silent, Han Jian didn't speak, and Emperor Yufeng didn't speak, as if the two of them were competing to see who could be silent longer.

In the end, Emperor Yufeng couldn't help but ask, "What about the national teacher?"

"The national teacher said that Your Majesty, the toxins in your body are basically clear, as long as you recuperate, the national teacher still went outside the palace."

"He hasn't been in the palace for more than a month, hasn't he?"

"Yes!"

"Outside the Palace...... Fun?"

Speaking of the national teacher, Emperor Yufeng always seems to have a little more patience, and the dissatisfaction in his words is much lighter than that of Fang Cai.

Han Jian thought for a moment before he spoke, "I heard that the national teacher has accepted a female disciple, who is very spiritual, and has been training that future spiritual saint for about this time."

"Oh?" Emperor Yufeng finally turned his face to look at Han Jian again, "Holy Maiden? It seems that the news of your Dongchang came a little late."

It has already been said that they are going to cultivate into a saint Maiden, so it can be seen that they are not the disciples who have only recently been accepted, but for such a long time, the East Palace has not received any news.

Han Jian hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty, "It's the people under the slave who are not doing things well."

"That's it!" Emperor Yufeng suddenly waved his hand again, "Is that a national teacher, not an ordinary person, and how can I be disrespectful to the national teacher?" This shouldn't be investigated."

The copper chime outside sounded, and it was time for Emperor Yufeng to go to bed.

Han Jian got up lightly, and then slowly retreated step by step.

By the time he reached the door, the emperor on the bed was already asleep.

Hong Wen sighed softly when he saw him come out, and then silently followed behind Han Jian step by step towards the dark place.

"Your Majesty, everything has been very regular for a while?"

"Yes!" Hong Wen lowered his voice, but his tone was very affirmative, "Every drink and every meal is completely in accordance with the schedule left before."

Hong Wen's voice was extremely small in the night wind, almost inaudible, but Han Jian didn't miss it at all.

Still walking forward in silence, Hong Wen followed silently.

"National Teacher ......" walked all the way to the city tower, Han Jian looked at a tower-like building lit up in the distance, and muttered, "What a good method."