Jiu Qing heard this and was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "Let's retreat."

"yes."

The maids in the room bowed and retreated one after another.

Jiuqing walked closer to the edge of the bed and looked at Han Yu who was still sleeping quietly. In her past and present, she had never seen Han Yu so weak that she would stop breathing at all times.

His eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes fell on his wrist stretching out from the brocade quilt, and Jiuqing's eyes were slightly stunned.

The gentle and elegant Han Yu, even though he looked like a noble man, could not deny that he was a martial arts practitioner. He had a strong body and his arms were once strong and powerful. However, at this time, the wrist had obviously lost several rounds, as if only a thin layer of skin was left covering the wrist bones, and the blood vessels under the pale skin could be seen clearly.

In the past month, has he not eaten at all?

This thought flashed through his mind, Jiuqing frowned, stretched out his hand to put it on his thin wrist, and even the pulse was beating so slowly and weak under his fingertips, which was completely inconsistent with the strength and strength she used to be.

It seemed that her movements alarmed the sleeping person. Han Yu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes seemed a little confused. He stared at the curtain on the top of the bed for a long time before slowly turning his head and looking at Jiuqing standing in front of the bed.

His eyes were slightly stunned. He was a little surprised and said in disbelief, "...Qing'er?"

Jiu Qing said calmly: "It's me."

A familiar voice came into his eardrums, and a vibrating evidently appeared in Han Yu's eyes, and then he habitually raised a gentle smile: "Why are you here? Isn't your government affairs busy today?"

As he said that, he supported himself with his elbow and tried to sit up.

"Come here to see you." Jiu Qing replied, reaching out to support him, letting him sit on the head of the bed, "Fortunately, not too busy."

Han Yu heard this and nodded softly, "Even if you are busy, remember to take care of your health."

Take care of your body?

Jiuqing looked at his weak and pale lips and refused to comment, "How long has the imperial doctor been here?"

"...I don't remember." Han Yu raised his lips and tried to raise a soothing smile. "I told him not to come. As long as he decocted the medicine according to the prescription, it doesn't matter whether the imperial doctor comes or not. My health is not serious."

"It's nothing serious, why are you unconscious?" Jiu Qing said lightly, "Listen to the maid, you have been sleeping since last night?"

Han Yu looked at her, her eyebrows were lightly locked, as if thinking about her problems.

After a moment, he finally spoke slowly: "It turns out that I have been sleeping for so long... No wonder, my spirit seems to be much better today."

Jiuqing's eyes suddenly faded when he heard this.

There seemed to be a familiar feeling coming to her face. She thought of every time before, the deep meaning hidden in his innocent voice... Is it another bitter plan?

Her eyes sank, she said indifferently: "The Fourth Brother eats on time every day?"

Han Yu's eyes were slightly stunned.

As if he noticed the coldness in her tone, he quietly lowered his eyebrows and smiled faintly: "The medicines prescribed by the imperial physician are all holy medicines in the palace, which are enough to hang my life, Qing'er doesn't have to worry."

"Yeah." Jiuqing didn't ask any more questions, turned around and looked at it, "Has the emperor sister been here recently?"

"I didn't let her come." Han Yu said, "There are servants in the mansion to serve her, so I don't want to bother her. Besides, she is not young anymore, and even brothers and sisters should avoid suspicion."

He paused for a moment, and he added softly, "It is inevitable that this will make people feel decent, and it is not good for her reputation."
Chapter completed!