The villain female supporting role will never admit defeat

The guards of the two palaces helped their masters back to their respective palaces, invited the imperial physician, and rushed to the Qingyan Palace one after the other.

When they knelt at the gate of the Qingyan Hall and accused the other master of killing their own master, the servants were so shocked that they crawled in to report.

Not long after, Chengying helped Chu Yi out.

Her expression was cold: "If you dare to play tricks on me, just wait for the heads to fall to the ground."

Neither Meizhi nor Yuanyang dared.

Chu Yi said: "Tell me, what's going on."

The two began to cry.

What Yuanyang said was that the two Highnesses happened to meet in the Imperial Garden, and they said a few words. Unexpectedly, as they spoke, the third Highness suddenly became emotional, and angrily drew a dagger and stabbed at his master. fell to the ground.

Mei Zhi got advice from Mr. Zhu, and said that it was because His Highness Second Highness talked and laughed wantonly about His Highness Third Highness's late adoptive mother, and that she brought back Mr. Yang Langjun who brought the child to recognize his relatives. His Highness was so angry that he moved took the dagger.After wielding the dagger, His Highness regretted it, and apologized repeatedly, but the Second Highness lost his mind, picked up the dagger and stabbed it back.

Yuanyang said that the dagger you farted was obviously stabbed by your master himself, don't try to frame it.

Mei Zhi said that no one would stab herself! My master is not a fool.

The two of you talked to each other, and the more they talked, the more intense they became. If His Majesty the Emperor hadn't been present, the two of them might have fought directly.

Chu Yi said: "Shut up."

Both of them fell silent.

"Kneel down first," Chu Yi said, "Chengying, help me to Changle Palace."

Yuanyang said eagerly, "Your Majesty, our Highness was injured even more seriously!"

Chu Yi glanced at her lightly.

The mandarin duck knew that he had lost his manners, so he stopped and kowtowed to admit his mistake.

Chu Yi went to Changle Palace.

Chu Yaoguang was lying on the bed with a pale face, and the invited imperial physician was treating his wound.

The removed dagger was put aside, the abdomen was bloody, and the wound looked horrific.

Chu Yi's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his body swayed.

Cheng Ying hurriedly said: "Your Majesty's body is important, don't be too sad."

Chu Yi said nothing.

Seeing the imperial doctor finish treating the wound, she asked about Chu Yaoguang's condition, and when he learned that Chu Yaoguang would not wake up for a while, Chu Yi was silent for a while.

Afterwards, he went to Cangxiu Palace, and after seeing Chu Mingyu's injuries, Chu Yi returned to Qingyan Palace.

After returning to the Qingyan Hall, he didn't read the unfinished papers, walked a few steps quickly, sat on the bed, and waved his hands: "Go and get the pills."

Chengying looked at Chu Yi worriedly, and went to get it.

Chu Yi stuffed the pill into his mouth, swallowed it, his expression just looked better, and the next moment, he coughed violently.

This time the coughing sound was particularly severe, and Chu Yi's body kept shaking with the coughing. He was only 34 years old, but he looked like an old man at the end of his life.

Chengying was so frightened that she hurriedly sent someone to invite the imperial physician.

As soon as he gave the order, Chu Yi coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The strange blood red color seemed to be an ominous sign.

"Your Majesty!" Cheng Ying hurriedly stroked Chu Yi's back.

Chu Yi wiped the corners of his lips indiscriminately, waved his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Go, go get the pen and ink."

A look of surprise flashed across Cheng Ying's eyes.

After all, having accompanied Chu Yi for many years, she quickly understood what His Majesty meant, and her heart sank slightly, but she still followed the order.

The brush and ink were brought, and the blank bright yellow imperial decree was spread out in front of Chu Yi.

She didn't write for a long time.

Chengying didn't give up, and said in a low voice: "The Tai Hospital has already diagnosed some symptoms. Your Majesty will surely be blessed for a long time, so why rush for a while."

"I know my body best," Chu Yi brows stained a little tired, "It's just a pity for those two children..."

"They were all good kids, but they turned out to be a loser. Maybe, in the first place, I shouldn't have brought them together..."

Chu Yi sighed for a long time, and fell silent again.

When she thought of Yuxue's cute and likable Mingyu when she was young, and also of the bright and proud Yaoguang who showed her sharpness, she always felt something indescribable in her heart.

"They're all blaming me..." Chu Yi said.

Chengying hurriedly said: "Where will it be? Your Majesty is worrying too much. The two Highnesses treat Your Majesty respectfully."

After all, it was Chu Yi, her sensitivity and melancholy only lasted for a while, and soon dissipated like a cloud of smoke, returning to calm.

She shook her head: "You go back first."

"Yes," Cheng Ying said respectfully, "If your majesty feels uncomfortable, just call your servant."

She exited the dormitory, and ran into Yuanshi Zhang who was rushing over in a hurry.

"Wait outside first, Your Majesty has something to do." Cheng Ying said.

Envoy Zhang had no choice but to nod in response.

Not long after, a low call came from inside.

Chengying's heart was shocked, and he hurried in with Zhang Yuanshi.

Chu Yi pushed the rolled imperial decree: "Put it up and send it to that person."

Cheng Ying should be, step forward and take away the imperial decree.

This imperial decree is not heavy. For some reason, holding Chengying in his hand always feels heavy, and even his heart is a little heavy.

Envoy Zhang checked the pulse of His Majesty, and after a long time, he said: "Your Majesty, please don't be too happy or sad, as it will cause your health to be bad."

"How long can I live?" Chu Yi asked bluntly.

The envoy Zhang bowed his head and dared not speak.

Chu Yi rubbed his forehead: "What are you afraid of? Could it be that I will kill the imperial physician who diagnosed me just because I'm dying? I haven't become so confused yet."

Envoy Zhang had no choice but to truthfully say: "One or two months."

Chu Yi paused, and repeated: "A month or two?"

Envoy Zhang immediately lowered his head into a quail: "Yes, but it may not be completely accurate."

"One or two months, let's say one or two months." Chu Yi's emotions quickly settled down.

Maybe it was because he had already prepared in his heart. Although the middle-aged emperor looked gloomy when he heard the news, he still looked calm.

When Cheng Ying came back, Court Envoy Zhang had already left. She approached Chu Yi and said, "It has been sent there."

"Okay, at least after my death, the situation won't be too ugly," Chu Yi paused, and said with a smile, "Your face is really ugly."

Cheng Ying said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and he will live a long life."

"I do hope." Chu Yi felt a little too tired, so he lay down on the dragon bed with his eyelids half-drooped.

Chengying tucked the corner of the quilt for her.

Chu Yi said: "Chengying, how long have you been with me?"

Cheng Ying said: "Back to Your Majesty, it has been 34 years."

Chu Yi suddenly said, "So it's been so long."

"You are the person who has been with me the longest. If something happens, you know what I think best."

Chengying thought for a moment, and said, "His Royal Highness King Jing is coming to the capital soon."

"Well, leave it to Yaoguang." Chu Yi said.

Cheng Ying responded: "The servant girl knows."

Chu Yi seemed to have nothing to say, so he closed his eyelids.

Cheng Ying stayed with him for a while, thinking that His Majesty was asleep, so he lightly adjusted the brocade quilt again.

"I haven't ridden a horse with Yaoguang yet..." Chu Yi, who had his eyes closed, suddenly murmured.

Cheng Ying said warmly: "There will be a chance."

So far nothing.

Early the next morning, Chengying called Chu Yi up and went up to the court, calling four or five times, but there was no movement from the person on the bed.

Cheng Ying's heart skipped a beat, and she hurried over to check Chu Yi's breathing without caring about her manners.