Long live the best

Qin Yun was supported, and slowly left the Jinluan Hall. Although the ministers felt that he was not in good health, fortunately, he persevered and did not show serious illness.

When he left, Wang Wei, Lin Changshu and others looked at each other, with a faint smile on their lips!

Walk out of Tai Chi Hall.

After only two steps, Qin Yun couldn't hold on any longer, and made a loud pop!

A stream of scarlet blood spurted out of Qin Yun's mouth!

His face turned pale in an instant, and he swayed accordingly, falling to the ground with a bang!

This scene frightened Tao Yang, the chief guard, and many eunuchs and court ladies!

Chapter 29 Chronic Poison

Tao Yang realized that something was wrong, and immediately ordered all the guards to form a human wall, and carried Qin Yun back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

At the same time, it ordered to block the news, and all those who knew were not allowed to leave the Hall of Mental Cultivation for half a step, and those who violated it would be killed!

After a while, the shadow guards dispatched and secretly brought three old imperial doctors.

The three old imperial doctors are the most qualified existences in the imperial hospital, but when they arrived, they were helpless!

They couldn't even find out what kind of illness Qin Yun had.

Qin Yun was in a coma, and his breath was like a living dead.

This will make all the ministers very anxious!

As the emperor is in poor health, it is impossible to hide the matter of calling all the imperial doctors into the palace, but the outside world does not know the severity of Qin Yunsheng's illness.

In the middle of the night, the palace was under martial law.

The imperial palace is divided into nine gates, none of which are allowed to enter and exit, and the number of troops is more than doubled than before.

These signals have made the outside world even more divided.

A terrible idea came to everyone's mind.

In the palace, with the help of Feng Lao's tyrannical internal force, Qin Yun finally woke up slowly when he was ugly.

He was pale and extremely weak, as if he was dehydrated.

"His Majesty!"

Feng Lao, Guo Ziyun, Tao Yang and a series of reliable generals in the palace are all here.

Qin Yun squinted his eyes and felt his body. He couldn't move at all. The first sentence he said was: "Go, receive my order and release Lang Zhongling Chang Hong from the prison."

"Order him to lead the forbidden army, control the nine sects, and strictly prevent mutations."

"Yes!"

A young general took the order, stepped back immediately, and rushed out of the dungeon with a group of people.

"Old Feng, what happened to Concubine Shu?"

Elder Feng looked solemn, and said softly: "Your Majesty, Chief Guard Tao has blocked the news, and even Concubine Shu doesn't know your current situation."

Qin Yun looked at Tao Yang beside the bed with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Very well, how long have I been in a coma?"

"Half a day." Feng Lao said again: "Your Majesty, you are poisoned."

"Poisoned?"

Qin Yun frowned slightly, feeling nausea in his chest, and said weakly, "What poison, who did it?"

His first reaction was the Wang family, and his second reaction was Pei Yao.

Old Feng shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "This poison is very strange, it seems that it has been lurking in His Majesty's body for a long time."

"This old slave suspects that someone has been poisoning Your Majesty for a long time. It is a slow poison, colorless and odorless, and no one can detect it. This is the old slave's dereliction of duty." He revealed a deep self-blame.

Qin Yun's eyes showed a cold look, poisoned for a long time?

"puff!"

He spat out another mouthful of blood, extremely weak.

"emperor!"

"emperor!"

Everyone froze, and their faces paled after him.

"You bastard, what's the use of the three of you!"

Tao Yang was so angry that he raised his knife and was about to kill three old imperial doctors.

The old imperial doctor was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy.

Qin Yun wiped away the blood, frowned and said weakly, "Stop!"

"You three come here, I ask you, can this poison still be cured?"

An imperial doctor with a gray beard, sweating coldly, tremblingly said: "Your Majesty, the poison... can be cured."

"Tell the truth!" Qin Yun stared, causing himself to feel dizzy again.

The imperial doctors were taken aback and were about to cry. They said that if they could not solve it, it would be a capital crime, but if they could solve it, they would not be able to do it, and the result would be death anyway.

They could only tell the truth and said in panic: "Your Majesty, you have been poisoned for too long, and it is difficult to remove it with conventional methods."

"unless…"

"Unless you know what kind of slow poison is in you, the old minister may be able to prescribe the right medicine." His tone was very uncertain at the end.

Obviously, they are helpless.

Qin Yun cheered himself up and asked Mr. Feng to help him sit up.

Already prepared for the worst, he said, "Just tell me, if you can't cure the poison, how much time do I have?"

The faces of the three imperial doctors were pale, trembling all over, and it took a long time before they said: "If there is no antidote, Your Majesty, Your Majesty may..."

"presumptuous!"