Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 296 – The Book Is Not Written

Over the years, Sikong Que's sleep was extremely light, and he often fell asleep due to extreme sleepiness and exhaustion, and was still awakened by the nightmare. Immediately, his violent aura could not be restrained, and the palace guards on duty at night were killed by him several times after being awakened by the nightmare.

And the only one who can stabilize his tyrannical mood is Prince Sikong Nianqing.

Therefore, after His Majesty turned dozens of palace officials into dead souls under the knife due to his nightmare, the emperor's bedroom in Zhaoming Palace became the Shura hell that the palace people talked about.

Even more extreme palace people even draw a life and death lottery to decide who will go to Zhaoming Hall for the night, but the result is that the palace people who have drawn the death lottery will cry and go to Zhaoming Hall after preparing their will in advance.

At this time, Feng Zhan and the others followed the way they came, and exited the cave carefully not to make any noise.

It is rare for His Majesty to sleep so peacefully, how could he bear to disturb His Majesty's clear dream.

However, not everyone is as loyal as him to protect the lord, such as Huyan Qingmei whose hands and feet are already numb at this time.

"Hey! Sikong...Your Majesty! Wake up!"

"His Majesty!"

"Well…"

He frowned unhappily, and his face gradually became hostile under her violent shaking.Immediately, the conditioned reflex, the palm of the hand was about to press the saber at the waist.

But this hostility was only fleeting, and his frown quickly relaxed, revealing a faint smile of reluctance.

"Wind Slash!"

"Subordinates are here!"

"Order the military doctor to come in for a consultation!"

"promise!"

Soon, a middle-aged man with a gray beard quickly entered with a medicine box, and Sikong Que ordered the military doctor to treat Huyan Qingmei first.

The military doctor cut the pulse of Huyan Qingmei's pulse with one hand through the silk handkerchief, his face suddenly sank, and then he showed confusion and surprise, the change of his face was seen in Sikong Que's eyes.

But seeing the military doctor withdrew his hand to check the pulse, his eyes were full of pain and he was about to answer.

Sikong Que quickly grasped his wrist and gestured with winks frequently.

The middle-aged military doctor immediately understood, so he cleared his throat and began to complain.

"Your Majesty, there is no serious problem with the Empress Feng Sheng. It is just that she is overworked and vain inside. As long as she has a good rest and does not worry too much, she will take care of her for a period of time and she will definitely regain her energy!"

"Mmm! Be sure to use the best soup and medicine, just ask for anything you need! Otherwise, be careful that you will get a head!"

At this time, Sikong Que's complexion had already turned pale due to heavy fear and worry, but he still clenched his fists, trying to keep his tone calm.

"promise!"

The military doctor was a little terrified. Even if Da Luo Jinxian descended to the earth, it would not be of any help to the sickness of the Holy Empress. Your Majesty, this is not...

He didn't dare to speak out to defend himself, and suddenly Liushen Wuzhu's legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.shivering.

"Please take my pulse!"

"promise…"

Sikong Que had no choice but to signal with his eyes again, which temporarily reassured the military doctor who was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

After some inspections, it was confirmed that Sikong Que was just a few simple skin traumas, with the addition of a little wind and cold and the loss of internal energy, and there was nothing serious about it.

"Feng Zhan! You all come in!"

All the people who received His Majesty's order lowered their heads and filed inside.

"Let me introduce to you, this one is the Holy Empress of Dayan, Hu Yan Qingmei!"

Sikong Que took her hand and helped her up.

"From today onwards, she will be my personal female official, a first-rank maidservant!"

This news was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Feng Zhan and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, with expressions of shock that could not be concealed on their faces.

Feng Zhan knew that His Majesty's decision had never been possible to change, but this Empress was insidious and cunning, if such a woman who didn't know the details was allowed to accompany His Majesty, wouldn't it put His Majesty in danger at any time!
"Your Majesty, please think twice!"

"I have made up my mind! There is no need to discuss it again!"

Feng Zhan and the others still wanted to step forward to try their best to persuade them, but Sikong Que gave them a cold look, and immediately stopped them from taking the steps they wanted to take.

"Military doctor, my wound needs to be treated, go to Baitou Lake and help me clean the wound!"

Sikong Que left the cave first, and transferred the military doctor, who was still trembling like walking on thin ice, standing in the corner, in the name of cleaning up the wound.

When Feng Zhan and the others saw His Majesty leaving, they naturally followed closely behind, but before leaving the cave, Feng Zhan turned his head suddenly, and gave Huyan a glance with complicated emotions.

Soon Feng Zhan sent a set of well-fitting maidservant costumes under Sikong Que's instruction. To his frustration, His Majesty also gave the Holy Empress two pieces of jewelry.

And it was these two pieces of jewelry that made him worry, because these two pieces of jewelry were so special that he would never forget them.

Those were the only relics left behind, a purple jade ring and a plum blossom hairpin carved from sapphire.

And these two pieces of jewellery, His Majesty has never left his body. Although the jewellery, which has not been worn for a long time, has formed a layer of bright enamel due to His Majesty's caress over the years.

"That... you are just His Majesty's personal palace man now, I don't care how prominent your status was in the past, put away your petty thoughts, our Majesty Dafeng is not someone like you who can think about it overnight!"

Feng Zhan's complexion was unkind, and he unceremoniously stuffed the maid's clothes and jewelry in his hand to Hu Yan with a light eyebrow, snorted coldly, and left the cave without looking back.

In the wild peach forest, Sikong Que retreated to the left and right, leaving only the military doctor surnamed Zhou to answer.

This military doctor surnamed Zhou, named Zhou Jiangmiao, was an outer disciple of Immortal Doctor Sun Daoya, with superb medical skills, and had always been Sikong Que's exclusive imperial doctor. This time, Sikong Que brought him with him to prevent accidents.

"What is her situation, tell me in detail!"

"Is there any worry about life!?"

"Your Majesty, the Holy Empress of Great Yan may die soon..."

"What did you say!"

Concern leads to chaos. At this time, Sikong Que suddenly felt as if his heart was being pierced after hearing the words "Fate is not long".

"There are no less than twenty types of poisons in her body! But for some reason, those poisons were forcibly stripped from the seven meridians and eight meridians by means of killing the chickens and taking the eggs, and gathered them all to the Chengqi point in the eyes. "

"Those toxins infiltrated and fissioned with each other and continued to combine to form new toxins. As a result, her eyes were no longer clear, and even the pupils were so dilated that they almost disappeared, and even the whites of her eyes were a strange gray-blue color!"

"It's all caused by the accumulation of toxins. Now those toxins have formed a cancerous tumor in her brain meridians. According to my deduction, the cancerous tumor is probably growing day by day at a speed visible to the naked eye!"

"The toxins in her body are gradually getting out of control, and the already precarious delicate balance among the toxins will eventually be broken, and the passage of time will become the last straw that completely crushes her!"

"Is there a cure? I have given you the supreme honor of standing side by side with the king. What reward do you need? Just ask! As long as I have it! No! Even if I don't, I will definitely try my best to meet your request !"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty is incompetent! It is inconceivable that the Holy Empress can survive until today. For the current plan, I can only delay the arrival of that day as much as possible! There is no other way!"

"When is that day?"

Sikong Que supported the wild peach tree, and only then managed to make his body, which had already been limp due to intense grief and fear, stand firm.

"Your Majesty! That day may be today, it may be tomorrow, or it may be today next month. I can't be sure, but according to my inference, it will definitely not exceed the next summer. Her pulse is at the end of its strength..."

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