I wish my son was stupid and reckless

Li Yan looked at the young man in front of him, frowned slightly, his anger revealed confusion.He was still suffering from a low-grade fever, his pale face was flushed abnormally, and his clothes were loosely loose, revealing his collarbone.

Liping didn't rush forward, he stopped in front of the screen that separated the bedroom, looked at the emperor's pale lips, and subconsciously thought, the emperor has really lost a lot in recent days.

He looked at the emperor carefully, Li Yan shrank into the inner bed, looked at Li Lan, and looked around with a kind of guard and sadness: "Where is Lan'er... Li Lun, give me back my Lan'er." I……"

A gust of cold air leaked out from the cracks in the bones, penetrating into the viscera and frostbite the soul. Li Lan was about to shed tears. He eagerly grabbed the emperor's wrist, sobbing, "Father, Li Lun is already dead. ...He's dead! I'm Lan'er, I'm your Lan'er, Father, don't, don't be like this...Father, don't scare me...the imperial physician! Why hasn't the imperial physician come over yet!"

Meng Wei's mind was in a mess, full of the three big characters "disappointment and madness", and he almost had the urge to go to the side hall to wake up his master right now, and ask the most experienced person to comfort him The delirious emperor.

Li Yan shook his head vigorously, and murmured in a low voice: "You are not... you are not... Lan'er! Where is my Lan'er... Li Lun, you can do whatever you want, I will make you the prince-- You bring the imperial edict, and I will use the imperial seal!"

Li Lan held his hand and knelt beside the bed, weeping. Li Yan struggled to withdraw his hand, but his strength was not in a hurry. Li Lan subconsciously squeezed the emperor's wrist tighter and tighter until he pinched the emperor's wrist deeply. Deep finger marks come.

Liping finally stepped forward, grabbed Li Lan's shoulder and told him to let him go, sat on the side of the bed by himself, and asked Li Yan: "Does Your Majesty still know your minister?"

Li Yan still looked at Li Lan in surprise and fear, and only looked up at Liping. His eyes were not very focused, but seemed familiar, and asked him softly, "Have you seen my Lan'er...?"

Liping looked serious, frowned, and changed his address: "Brother Yan, do you still recognize me? Think about it carefully, I am Brother Ping, from your aunt's family! Do you remember?"

Li Lan looked at Li Yan with tears in his eyes, persistently trying to prove his identity: "Father, Father, I am your Lan'er... Lan'er is here!"

Meng Wei secretly frightened in the back, looked at Liping carefully for a few times, deeply surprised.

It has never been heard before that Li Zhangyuan is actually the emperor's cousin.

Thinking about it carefully, I think it makes sense, Li Ping usually behaves quite rudely, and he is devoted to studying medicine, but the emperor treats him with the same kindness and trust as his own teacher, presumably there must be a reason.The cousin of the mother's family who is obsessed with medicine and is not very good at being a human being is very plausible.

Li Yan pursed his lips and called out in a low voice, "Brother Ping...? Brother Ping..."

He raised his hand and pressed his forehead vigorously, and said in a panic: "Brother Ping, Brother Ping, go find Lan'er... Lan'er is my favorite little son, Lan'er... I can't find Lan'er..."

Saying this, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Li Lan who was in front of the bed: "It's him! It's Li Lun! It must be Li Lun who hid Lan'er! Li Lun--third brother, Lun'er! You put Can Lan'er return it to her father..."

Li Lan sat down on the ground dejectedly, holding his head and weeping, "How could this happen! How could Father, how could he not know Lan'er..."

Liping turned his head and gave him a hard look, and said, "It's not your fault!"

As he spoke, he ordered Le Yue: "Hurry up and cook some soothing soup, the one with the strongest strength."

Then he turned back and patted the back of Li Yan's hand reassuringly: "Don't be afraid, brother Yan, your son is fine... your son Lan'er is fine, I went to see it for you. Don't be afraid, I will Let me show you this boy, I will make your Lan'er well, ah."

After tossing and tossing for a while, Li Yan was finally coaxed to drink the medicine and fall asleep, but the emperor's sanity was not much clearer.

Liping looked at the emperor who was frowning in his sleep with pity and pity, and turned his head to look at the young man who insisted on kneeling in front of the emperor's bed, his expression became much colder, and he said: "Your Majesty There is heart disease*..."

Li Lan showed some doubts.

He put his hand on his father's heart, shook his head and said, "Nonsense, my father is often sick, but he has never had a heart disease."

Liping was stunned for a moment, he actually couldn't figure out whether this highness was really stupid or fake.

He hesitated for a while, smiled wryly, and remembered that the handsome young man in front of him was not only the only son of the emperor, but also the one who drove the emperor crazy and made the emperor miss him so much, so he sighed and explained: "It's not the only son of the emperor." I have a sick pulse. Heart disease is a name... Your Majesty has been hurt by someone, and his heart is riddled with holes, as fragile as your cicada-winged jade cup, Sixth Brother."

Li Lan pursed his already thin lips, his whole body revealed a sharp killing intent, and said coldly: "Who made Emperor Father sad? I killed him."

Liping moved a little away in fright, shook his head and said, "They're all dead."

Li Lan nodded, not surprised: "Yes, dare to hurt the father, how could the father spare their lives?"

But he was puzzled: "Then why..."

Liping casually grabbed a piece of paper on which the prescription was written, tore it up a few times, and showed him: "If the torn paper is pasted again, there won't be any traces left."

Li Lan's hand was still on Li Yan's heart. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Father also told Lan'er about this principle."

Liping sighed, and said: "Your Majesty's heart is like a cicada-winged jade cup that was shattered. It finally stuck together, and it was broken and crumbling. But it was lifted high by the sixth brother and fell to the ground hard. So That's how it is."

Li Lan's palm on Li Yan's heart trembled, and he quickly took it back, saying in disbelief, "I, I did such a thing?"

Liping sighed again: "You have lied to His Majesty for so many years, and you have broken his heart."

Tears welled up in Li Lan's eyes, and she threw herself into Li Yan's arms who was sleeping, and said with great embarrassment, "Lan'er didn't... Lan'er never thought of lying to her father--Lan'er never lied to her." Overcome Father!"

Liping felt heartbroken when he saw and heard it, but he still didn't know whether Li Lan's actions were true or not.

*Heart disease: In ancient times, heart disease did not necessarily refer to heart disease, but was often used as a synonym for mental illness.