Chapter 52 The poisoned

girl's jade-like face was calm, and the cold light in her eyes was like a blade, piercing the man in front of her.

Qi Youan grabbed her shoulders hard, causing Ye Wanwan some pain. But the man frowned, his eyes were frosty, and he burst out three words between his teeth: "Why?"

"Why? Love is love. I want to be with him even if I die." Ye Wanwan's face was calm, as if she was stating a trivial matter.

Qi Youan looked at her indifferent look and suddenly chuckled. The smile was soaked in coldness, as if he was laughing at the absurdity of this matter, and as if he was laughing at himself.

"When did it happen?"

"When I was the concubine of the previous emperor, I fell in love with him at first sight." Ye Wanwan's expression was still indifferent.

"Ha...hahaha..." Qi Youan suddenly stood up with a sneer, turned his back and prepared to leave, stumbled two steps, and suddenly fell to the ground like a puppet with a broken string.

Seeing him like this, Ye Wanwan panicked and stumbled to his side, shaking the fainted man: "Qi Youan! Qi Youan!"

"Someone! Someone!" She shouted hard, but her voice was still hoarse and small. Ye Wanwan pinched her neck and screamed hard, and was finally heard by the maid outside the door, who pushed the door open and entered in hastily, and Ye Wanwan also fainted at this time.

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"Are you okay, Madam?" When Ye Wanwan woke up, she saw Lan Ge's sad face. She stood up and saw that the restraints on her feet were gone, probably untied by the palace maid.

"Qi... How is His Majesty?" She suddenly stood up, her eyes anxious.

"Replying to the Majesty, His Majesty is being treated by the imperial physician in the bedroom, and I don't know the specific situation." Lan Ge said.

Ye Wanwan was worried about Qi Youan's safety, so she went directly to the emperor's bedroom.

But outside the palace, the imperial guards stood as solemn as pine trees, and several old doctors looked ashen, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"Greetings to the Empress." Seeing Ye Wanwan coming, everyone hurriedly

bowed and saluted. The girl ignored them and rushed straight to the dragon bed. Qi Youan's face was as pale as gold paper, and his lips were blue and purple. Doctor Zhang was twisting his beard to feel the pulse, his brows were tightly knitted.

"Doctor, what happened to His Majesty?" Ye Wanwan couldn't believe that she could make the emperor faint.

"Your Majesty is fine, but he has been working hard all night and his qi and blood are insufficient." Doctor Zhang smiled.

Ye Wanwan looked down at the unconscious person on the bed again, and said in a cold voice:

"Except for Doctor Zhang, everyone else should leave the hall."

When there were only three of them in the hall, Ye Wanwan asked again in a deep voice: "If you don't tell the truth, I will kill you immediately."

Doctor Zhang immediately knelt down and trembled, saying: "Your Majesty has instructed me not to tell anyone, and please don't embarrass me anymore."

"What if your wife and children die?"

Doctor Zhang hesitated for a moment and finally told the truth: "I only know that your Majesty has been poisoned. There is no antidote for this poison, and it has penetrated into your Majesty's internal organs. I am also trying my best to delay the onset of this poison with all my life's knowledge."

Ye Wanwan widened her eyes and couldn't believe what she heard, and repeated: "Poisoned?"

There is no such plot in the Tribulation Book, how could it be like this?

"So your Majesty fainted from the poison?" Ye Wanwan sat down on the bed and looked at the man with a worried look on her face.

"It stands to reason that although there is no antidote for this poison, it is not strong. Moreover, your Majesty is strong and healthy and will not fall into a coma due to the poison. I dare to guess that your Majesty may have been angry about something and induced the poison to attack and caused the coma."

It turned out that she was still angry.

"Then is your Majesty worried about his life? When will he wake up?" Ye Wanwan said.

"Your Majesty is not worried about his life for the time being, but I can't be sure when he will wake up..." Doctor Zhang was so nervous that cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"How could this happen?" Ye Wanwan muttered to herself in a trance. The unexpected development of the matter gave her a headache.

The news that the emperor suddenly fell into a coma spread like the wind to the palace, and everyone in the court heard it. At the same time, Yu Shiyuan also knew about it.

"Sister, is the emperor's uncle okay?" The young man rushed to the emperor's bedroom as soon as he heard the news, and saw Ye Wanwan sitting dejectedly beside his bed and asked hurriedly.

Before Ye Wanwan could speak, Li Yu, the personal eunuch beside the emperor, appeared out of nowhere, holding a bright yellow scroll in both hands. When he saw Yu Shiyuan, he said respectfully in a sharp voice: "Greetings, Prince. His Majesty has an order to pass on to you."

Yu Shiyuan didn't understand why, but he still knelt down obediently to receive the order.

At this time, the eunuch opened the secret order and said in a loud voice: "By the will of Heaven, the Emperor decrees that if I am temporarily unable to govern the government due to physical reasons, the prince Yu Shimo will temporarily act as the agent. I hereby decree this."

Yu Shiyuan lowered his head to receive the order, and the joy in his eyes was fleeting: "Your nephew accepts the order."

It turned out that Qi Youan had long expected that there would be such a day for him, and he had already thought of a way out.

Yu Shimo turned his head to look at the dazed Ye Wanwan, and quickly supported her and said: "Don't worry, sister, the emperor's uncle will be fine."

The girl forced a smile, and the whole person looked like a wilted flower.

After Yu Shimo went to deal with state affairs, Ye Wanwan returned to the bedside. Looking at the person lying peacefully on the couch, she slowly reached out and stroked his face, feeling guilty.

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Where is this...?

Qi Youan suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a strange fairyland. White jade steps, clouds and mists, and clear light flowing, it was not like the mortal world. He looked around in a daze, his heart full of doubts.

"Immortal God, you should prepare to go to the sacred well." A man dressed strangely and surrounded by vines said strange things to him.

Immortal God? Is he calling me?

Is he dreaming?

Qi Youan looked at the temple. The environment was very strange, but he felt familiar inexplicably. Suddenly he saw a mirror and saw his true face.

At this time, he was dressed in white, and the fairy spirit lingered around him. This was not the attire of the human world at all, or it could be said that this was not him at all.

If it wasn't him, then who was it, why did this person look exactly like him?

Before he could think deeply, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. When he regained his composure, he was already standing in front of a sacred well, surrounded by many men and women in the same strange clothes.

"Lihe Immortal God." Hearing the

voice, Qi Youan subconsciously turned around and looked. An old voice came, Qi Youan looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a white-haired immortal approaching with a smile, comforting him: "Lihe Immortal God, don't worry about going to the human world. With Fairy Yunheng here, nothing will go wrong in the tribulation." Lihe

, such a familiar name, was he called Lihe in this dream?

"Stinky Stone, why are you always haunting me?" Hearing Wanwan's voice, Qi Youan turned around and saw another woman. This woman's words and deeds were exactly the same as Wanwan, only her appearance was different.

But his intuition told him that this was Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan was seen with a look of resentment. She pointed at him and said with gritted teeth: "When you get to the human world, you'd better stay away from me. Do you hear me?"

The next scene was the two of them standing by the sacred well. The faint red line on their fingers pulled them together, representing their predetermined fate.

Yunheng glared at him, drank a bowl of soup, and then jumped down the well. There was also such soup in front of him.

Qi Youan picked up the soup and drank it uncontrollably, and then jumped down the well.

Immortal God, this is the fate you should experience...

The ethereal whisper dissipated in his ears, and then Qi Youan opened his eyes again, and his eyes were blurry. After a long time, he realized that he was lying in the bedroom.

Feeling the heaviness in his abdomen, Qi Youan lowered his eyes and saw Ye Wanwan lying beside him, sleeping peacefully.

He leaned sideways and propped up his head, carefully looking at the sleeping face of the girl.

The dream just now appeared in front of him again.

"Yunheng..." The emperor whispered softly.

Ye Wanwan's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes, meeting his close gaze.

"You're awake!" Ye Wanwan sat up suddenly, her eyes bright as stars, and both of them seemed to have forgotten the previous unpleasantness at this time.

"Why are you poisoned? What poison did you get?" Ye Wanwan asked anxiously.

Seeing that Wanwan already knew, Qi Youan stopped hiding it and said, "This is the poison Rong Zhenyan gave me when I was in Rongguo. There is no antidote for this poison. I am not going to live long." As he spoke, his eyes gradually dimmed.

Qi Youan took Ye Wanwan's hand and pressed it on his chest, his eyes heavy: "Wanwan, can you stop thinking about others and just stay with me, okay?"

Looking at the man's bloodless face, Ye Wanwan couldn't help but feel a sore nose and tears suddenly rolled down.

She turned her back and wiped her tears with her sleeves. At this time, the responsibility of the tribulation and the throbbing in her heart tore her apart.

In the end, she seemed to have made some kind of decision and turned back and said, "Okay."

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Yu Shimo is indeed a natural emperor. During Qi Youan's convalescence, he managed the government affairs in an orderly manner, allowing Qi Youan to rest and spend the last time with Ye Wanwan.

"Have another bite, this is the soup I cooked myself." Ye Wanwan handed the spoon to the man like a spoiled child.

At this time, Qi Youan no longer had much appetite, and he could only eat a little every day with Ye Wanwan's repeated requests.

Seeing his haggard appearance, Ye Wanwan felt distressed from the bottom of her heart, and tried every day to make him happier.

"Suddenly I feel that being sick is not a bad thing." Qi Youan suddenly chuckled that day.

"Why?" Ye Wanwan asked.

"Because Wanwan can be with me all the time." Qi Youan's eyes were as gentle as water.

Ye Wanwan slapped him angrily, but her eyes were quietly red.

It was indeed the case. Since that day, Ye Wanwan has personally taken care of Qi Youan's diet and daily life, and would hug him to sleep at night.

But that night Qi Youan suddenly vomited blood without any warning, and a large pool of black blood spread on the ground. Ye Wanwan was horrified and frantically wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, but the blood kept oozing out, staining her entire hands red.

"Imperial Physician!" As soon as she spoke, she was stopped by Qi Youan.

"No need to call the imperial physician, it's useless..." Qi Youan smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "It's nothing serious."

"But... it's all blood." Ye Wanwan's tears rolled down, and her voice was choked with sobs and almost broke.