Three years later.
The Imperial Palace in the capital.
"Waste! It's all waste! What do I want you to do!"
In the Qianqing palace, the king's deafening roar came.
What makes Jingdi so angry? There is no one in this deep palace except the magnificent 9000 year old.
We have to talk about it slowly.
Since emperor Jing subdued the cool and barbarian countries three years ago, there has been no war in the great country.
In the past three years, he has been cultivating his body and breath in the palace, and even awarded the eldest prince as the prince.
Let him accept the course of imperial art at a young age and follow the court every day.
Today's crown prince is ten years old, only ten years old, and can handle the government.
The prince, the only heir of the emperor, was favored by the emperor.
Even the king of Jin doted on the little prince, even more so than today.
However, just yesterday, the king emperor took the Little Prince down to court. When he passed the imperial garden, something happened.
Followed by the first eunuch today, Jiuji fainted at the age of 9000.
It is said that the king's attitude at that time was like the sky had fallen. He held people to drive the Crown Prince down from the Imperial Palace and rushed to the Qianqing palace.
From yesterday to today, all the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital were summoned, but no one knew the cause of Jiuji.
There was weak breathing, but there were no symptoms. He fell into a coma and was unconscious.
Even Doctor Li was helpless.
Jingdi waited all night and didn't wait for anyone to wake up. His depressed temper could no longer be restrained.
"I'm afraid..."
"The emperor forgives..."
The imperial doctors knelt down one after another and spoke in fear.
However, this is not what Jingdi wants to hear.
"The king of Jin is here!" a shout came from the door.
"I've seen the Emperor..."
The king of Jin walked into the front bedroom and saluted for the first time. After that, he didn't wait for the king to speak and get up and approach.
"How's it going?"
Emperor Jing reached out and pressed the center of his eyebrows and looked in the direction of the bedroom.
Looking at brother Huang's attitude, King Jin also knows that the situation is not objective.
Glancing at the imperial doctor kneeling on the ground, "since you can't cure it, find someone who can cure it. I don't believe that no one in the world can cure it!"
"I'm afraid..."
"A bunch of rubbish! What's the use of asking you! You know you're terrified and you know you're sorry. You're healing people!"
Jingdi heard the angry voice of the emperor's brother in his ear, and his tired eyes showed a bit fragile.
Suddenly, he suddenly looked in the direction of Doctor Li.
Doctor Li was pale and in a trance. All the doctors knelt down, but he stood in the palace.
At this time, the other party's attitude is obviously wrong, very wrong.
At the thought of his conjecture, the king's face turned white.
Regardless of his dignity and the calm and elegant in the past, he rushed to Doctor Li.
Reaching out and holding the other party's clothes collar, "do you... Do you know anything?!"
Li Taiyi trembled when he was held by Emperor Jing's collar.
"Emperor... Emperor..." he was too excited to speak.
Uneasiness, fear, fear, fear
The look of the other party was seen by Jingdi, which made him more clear that it was really related to the speculation.
Emperor Jing opened Doctor Li's collar and muttered to himself, "it's five years! It's only three years..."
"Bang!" Doctor Li knelt on the ground.
"I don't know. Now father-in-law Ji's situation is just like... Just like when... You were ill."
It was good that he didn't say this. As soon as he said this, Emperor Jing kicked Doctor Li on the shoulder.