The man carefully brought in a jug of wine.

Li Jingye raised his head and said tons and tons.

This baby seems to be a little panicked recently.

After the second pot of wine, Li Jingye finally slowed down the pace of drinking.

"I think Ah Weng is arranging funeral arrangements."

Jia Ping'an's heart skipped a beat, but then he felt something was wrong.

In history, it was several years after the Tang Dynasty attacked Liaodong. Li Ji took command and triumphantly defeated Goryeo with majesty. At that time, Li Ji could be said to have reached the pinnacle of his life.

But now it's only the second year of Longshuo!

Shouldn't Lao Li be one of the energetic group?

Could it be that I was butterflyed?

"Ah Weng always looks at those old things."

"Hitting me is not as good as it used to be."

"Talk out of breath."

Jia Ping drank a glass of wine and wished he could spit it out.

Drinking early in the morning is so bad, it's uncomfortable inside and out.

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate for the British public."

The movement of Li Ji getting off his horse looked trembling, and one word popped up in his heart: old age.

Li Yifu smiled when he saw this scene.

He is very powerful now and seems powerful, but in the court, he is quite afraid of Li Ji who doesn't like to talk.

When Li Ji was there, he felt that there was something blocking his exit in front of him.

"I'm afraid Li Ji will die."

The confidant laughed very happily.

Li Yifu said indifferently: "The British public has worked hard and made great achievements, so no nonsense is allowed."

"Yes."

The confidant smiles so hard that he sees his teeth but sees his eyes.

After the discussion, Li Zhi also asked about Li Ji's situation with concern.

"Mr. Chen." Li Ji talked about his situation calmly, "Recently, I've been very weak, but I'll be able to recover after a while."

"I'll leave it to the medical officer, Li Qing is a famous doctor."

Those medical officers felt guilty when they saw Li Ji, and they looked at a woolly disease.

Immediately, the emperor gave many medicinal materials.

After returning to the harem, Li Zhi and Wu Mei said with emotion: "The old man from the late emperor's time is gradually withering."

Cheng Zhijie lived in seclusion on the second line, Liang Jianfang didn't make much noise, and there was only Su Dingfang who was still eager to conquer.

If Li Ji falls, it will be a milestone for Li Zhi. The former emperor is gone, and a new era begins.

When they arrived at Xiaya, Li Ji's trembling figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone was silent.

Is the famous Tang marshal after Li Jing finally dead?

"Lu Dong will be ecstatic when he gets the news!"

Ren Yaxiang was very sad.

"Yes!"

Wu Kui felt that the arm was no longer his own.

After returning home, Li Ji felt short of breath and chest tightness, and couldn't cheer up.

"The old man sleeps for a while."

He dozed off.

Li Yao said worriedly: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate, Ah Lang."

Everyone in the mansion changed color.

"Where is Mr. Xiaolang?"

Li Yao wanted to ask Li Jingye to explain the matter.

For example, let Li Ji be quieter and less fussing recently.

It's best to spend more time with Li Ji.

"Xiao Langjun hasn't come back yet."

Li Yao sighed, "What time is it, Mr. Xiaolang is still like this?"

But he's just a servant and can't do anything about it.

"Xiao Langjun is back, and I have seen Duke Jia."

Li Yao rushed out to greet him.

"How is the Duke of England?"

Jia Pingan asked.

Li Yao shook his head, "Alang said he was tired after returning home, and now he is taking a nap."

Li Jingye's eyes darkened, "Ah Weng is getting more and more spiritless."

Mental decline!

This is inevitable.

But Jia Pingan knew that Li Ji could live for a long time.

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