After finishing my government affairs, it was already noon.

Zi Mo came to ask if he wanted to prepare lunch. Ye Jin looked at Jiuqing with a calm and calm expression. After being silent for a long time, he still said, "Jiuqing, do you want to go to Prince Yu's Mansion?"

"Go to Prince Yu's Mansion?" Jiu Qing turned his head to look at him, "Why?"

Ye Jin didn't know why, but he just felt an indescribable feeling slowly surging in his heart, just like... Jiuqing was deliberately alienating something, or he wanted to know what happened to that King Yu himself.

Ye Jin is not a person with strong curiosity, and he can turn a blind eye to anyone other than Jiuqing.

But Yu Wang is different.

Although he had only seen this King Yu once in Xiling, he knew very well that Jiuqing's past sadness and pain should have an inseparable relationship with this King Yu.

But he had no idea what happened in it.

Jiuqing shook his head carelessly: "King Yu is sick. I have been there a few times. Apart from asking the imperial physician to prescribe better medicine, the rest can't help. Just go and see it."

When Ye Jin heard this, he nodded silently and said nothing more.

...

Xuanyuan Chong never expected that Han Yu's situation would be so serious.

When did the once gentle and elegant fourth prince become so weak and thin that he can't even get out of bed?

His face was pale and haggard, with a wave of low coughs like broken sobs. He lay on the bed like a weak old man who was abandoned. Is he suffering from illness?

Although many people knew about the emperor and empress leaving the palace, they did not make people shout for welcome after entering the mansion. The two of them entered Han Yu's courtyard by themselves. After watching the maid walking out with a washbasin, the room became quiet, and only a wave of depressed coughing came out more and more clearly.

"Emperor..." The maid looked up and saw the two people coming towards her. Just as she was about to say anything, the emperor signaled her to retreat.

He knelt on the ground in panic and saluted, and the basin was almost knocked over by accident. Then he hurriedly picked up the basin and took it back.

The emperor and the queen looked at each other and walked into the room with their feet.

A strong smell of medicine came to my nose, and the smell of various decoctions mixed together made the emperor frown deeply.

There is no one in the inner room.

Only Han Yu, who was curled up and coughed inward, curled up.

The emperor could hardly bear it anymore and hurriedly walked to the bed in two steps, "Han Yu."

Han Yu's body shook slightly when he heard the sound, slowly turned around, looked at the man standing in front of the bed, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he turned over and got out of the bed with difficulty, and fell to kneel on the ground with a bang, "I... cough cough cough..."

A strong hand helped him up from the ground, and the emperor's voice obviously suppressed his anger, "What's going on? You are so sick, why don't you tell me, do you know your mother?"

Han Yu was held back on the bed with a helping hand, leaned half against the head of the bed, pounded his lips with his hands, and kept coughing.

Xuanyuan Chong's face changed again and again. He reached out and put his hand on his back, and some warm sunny true energy was poured into his body. The true energy was continuously absorbed. It was not until Han Yu's cough gradually slowed down and his face slowly returned to a little bloody color. He slowly withdrew his hand.

The queen brought a chair in person. Xuanyuan Chong sat down on the chair and said to the queen: "I ordered the people in the mansion to invite the imperial physician, and all the imperial physicians would come over."
Chapter completed!