Just thinking like this, there were two servants, one left and one right, folding the screen.

What caught his eye was a large vermilion bed, with an earthy yellow curtain, the bed was very large, and at this moment, the bed curtain hung down, and Su Yixin could vaguely see people lying on the bed.

After entering the room, Zhao Jin took off the black scarf and bowed to the person lying on the bed: "Xizhi has seen the prince." ”

Nani.

Lying on the bed is the famous Eight Kings?

It was so easy for her to meet the prince.

That is to say, the Eight Kings knew they would come tonight.

Didn't you mean the opposing camps?

is so relieved to let them in, and I'm not afraid that they will assassinate or something.

Seeing Su Yixin standing there, he didn't mean to see him, and Zhao Jin didn't remind him, strictly speaking, Su Yixin was an outsider.

People outside the party do not need to kneel and bow down, the Great Song Dynasty preaches Taoism and respects Taoist priests.

"You kid, don't be polite."

The man lying on the bed coughed twice, and the maid who had just removed the screen immediately stepped forward, pulled the bed curtain to the sides, and then used a gold hook to trap the string on the bed curtain, looking at another capital "eight".

The maid who stood in front of the bed, after the curtain was raised, went to the side of the bed and slowly helped the person to sit up.

Su Yixin finally saw the true face of the world's famous eight kings.

After the Eight Kings sat up, their feet were placed on the footrests, their hands were propped up on their knees, their backs were slightly stiff, and their hair was originally tied up, but because of the relationship between lying on the bed, many strands of hair were loose and scattered.

The eight kings in history seem to be fifty-seven years old until now.

But at this time, he was already full of hair, his face was also full of wrinkles, and his slightly cloudy eyes were extremely majestic.

is worthy of being a prince who has been in a high position for a long time.

Zhao Jin stood up and said to the Eight Great Kings: "Lord Wang, this is the person outside the party that Xizhi mentioned to you, Miss Su." When looking for the Spirit Gathering Transit Array left by the Western Xia people, Miss Su made a great contribution. ”

The Eight Kings looked at Su Yixin.

The look was a lot kinder: "There is Miss Laosu who has run this trip." ”

"The prince is serious."

When the eight kings said these words, they had to take a breath: "Today, this king's chest is stuffy, he can't sleep at night, and he finally falls asleep, and it is also a nightmare, which makes this body and bones worse day by day." ”

The Eight Kings said bluntly: "This king always feels that it is not like an ordinary disease. ”

Just looking at this appearance, it really looks like time is running out.

"What did the Imperial Doctor say?"

The servant who had just picked up the eight kings heard this: "Imperial Doctor Xue said that the prince was worried about his illness, so he made the prince less worried, and by the way, he prescribed a prescription to calm the nerves and help him sleep; Imperial Physician Wang said that the prince was very old, and the old diseases of his youth had to be recuperated, leaving a prescription to calm the nerves and replenish qi, and Imperial Physician Zhu said......"

The twenty-so-like, average-looking woman, articulate, has a good memory, and most importantly, has some humor cells on her body.

When you speak, you smile.

From this point of view, the Eight Kings should be very kind to their subordinates, otherwise the people who serve around them will not have such a relaxed look.

"Miss Su, but you also want to take a pulse?"

"Then number one."

The Eight Kings are royal families, with dragon qi to protect their bodies, Su Yixin is now cultivating in the late stage of Jindan, and he can't see the faces of the Eight Kings.

If you can't see anything on your face, it's hard to tell if he's really sick, or if it's something else that causes his body to deteriorate and he is bedridden.

The Eight Kings lay down again, and the maid who opened the door for them just now immediately brought a pulse pillow for pulse diagnosis and placed it under the right wrist of the Eight Kings.

The pulse is indeed weak, and at first glance, it is due to the lack of blood and qi caused by age, which in turn affects sleep.

The internal organs of the Eight Kings are indeed decaying, but they are not so serious, and if they are carefully raised, they can still live for a few years, instead of dying at any time like they are now.

Judging from the overall pulse, there is indeed something strange.

But for a while, Su Yixin was really not sure what caused the Eight Kings to feel stuffy in their chests and have nightmares at night.

"Lord Wang, can I take a look at this room?"

The Eight Kings nodded lightly: "Yes." ”

With permission, Su Yixin directly took out the Qiankun glass mirror and began to carefully observe the layout of the room and the furnishings that appeared in the room.

The room was large, and it took Su Yixin half an hour to finish reading.

When she regained her position just now, she found that the Eight Kings had already fallen asleep.

The guards who brought them in just now withdrew from the room with Zhao Jin and Su Yixin, and then asked softly, "Miss Su, is there something wrong with this room?" ”

Su Yixin shook her head and looked at Zhao Jin, a little hesitant for a while.

Unexpectedly, the man in his early forties saw it and took the initiative to ask: "Miss Su doesn't have to worry, if you have anything to say, it doesn't hurt." ”

Su Yixin glanced at Zhao Jin, saw him nodding, and then spoke: "Can you give me all the drawings of the entire Eight Kings Mansion?" ”

Zhao Jin asked: "Does this have anything to do with the illness of the Eight Kings?" ”

"Not sure yet."

Because she couldn't be sure, Su Yixin hesitated just now.

"You two come with me."

The man dressed as a guard took Su Yixin and the two of them all the way unimpeded to the study of the palace.

The guards guarding the door, when they saw this man, still saluted respectfully, which made Su Yixin curious about the identity of the man leading the way in front of him.

What kind of identity is it, being able to enter and exit the study of the palace freely?

When the man was very familiar with it, and gave her the layout of the palace in a box on the bookshelf, Su Yixin became even more curious.

According to the history she is familiar with, and what she learned from Gu Qingjue.

At this time, in the Eight Princes' Mansion, except for Zhao Yunliang, the son who had been sent to the palace to be raised, there were only the third son Zhao Yundi and the fourth son Zhao Yunchu left.

But Zhao Yundi's age should be around thirty years old, and Zhao Yunchu is even younger, almost twenty.

So, who is this person?

Forget it, what the is the heart.

It doesn't matter who he is.

Just do your best to do this well, it's really beyond her ability, and she can't help it.

got the layout plan of the palace, Su Yixin directly spread it on the table next to her, and carefully checked it.

"Can you give me the prince's birthday again?"

As a prince, the birth date must be precious, but fortunately, she has some cultivation now, as long as she doesn't do any 'feats' that change her life against the sky, it should be fine.

At this moment, the man hesitated slightly.

Su Yixin explained: "I checked the pulse just now, the pulse of the prince does not look like a dying person, so in this case, it is very likely that there is something that restrains it, and only by knowing the eight characters of the birth date can we know it in more detail." ”