Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

He Yi got up and said to him: "The emperor, the Taoist commander, he should have swallowed a lot of golden core before this."

"Golden Core?!"

When Zhu Feng heard this, his brows wrinkled into a lump.

Nan Yan was a little confused when she heard it. Of course, she knew that apart from meditating and practicing, Taoist practitioners practiced alchemy. Many Taoists had secret recipes for alchemy, saying that they could prolong their lives and even become immortals after eating.

What does this have to do with the situation of the old country?

So I couldn't help asking: "What happened to Jindan?"

He Yi said in a deep voice: "Weichen just got the pulse of the old country uncle. He-he is already dyingly ill, but has never been ill in front of the emperor and the empress. He should be restrained by taking golden pills. But now, praying for rain One incident has exhausted his blood, and his illness can't be suppressed."

Nan Yan's face suddenly turned pale: "Deadly ill?!"

She remembered that on the altar, after hearing Wen Wuyu accusing him of killing someone, Old Guo's whole body seemed to be broken, and he couldn't straighten up his waist with a cough.

So at that time, it was already on the verge of an outbreak of his illness.

Thinking of this, she felt even more regretful, gritted her teeth and said softly: "It would be fine if I didn't leave, I, I..."

Zhu Feng on the side glanced at her.

He was also a little shocked in his heart. Although, he had long understood that the old country uncle who had been away for many years could not come to him for no reason, and this elder who knew too much about the dusty past must conceal something from him in his heart. , But Zhu Feng did not expect that the first thing he concealed was his condition.

However, since he concealed everything like this, even if Nan Yan stayed, what good was it.

But at this time, he couldn't bring up too much energy to comfort her, only stretched out his hand and gently patted her on the shoulder, signaled Nan Yan not to blame himself too much, and then looked at He Yi solemnly and asked: "What is his disease?"

He Yi said: "Typhoid fever enters the lungs."

lung? !

When Zhu Feng heard this, his heart sank.

Once a person has a lung disease, there is almost no cure. He never expected that this uncle came to him with such a serious illness.

But still not reconciled, he asked: "Can there be any help?"

He Yi's eyes were a little red in the dim light, and he choked up before saying: "If you are treated early, you can rest well, although it will not be cured, I am afraid it will take some time. According to the observation of the minister, said The golden pills that he had taken before forcibly restrained his illness and squeezed the energy in his body. Now I am afraid it is—"

Nan Yan couldn't help but whispered, and stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

Could it be that he knew that there was no cure for his illness, so he restrained his condition forcibly, and came to Zhu Feng's side for a long distance. He was struggling to get this east wind for Zhu Feng and this scene. Conquer the enemy's rain!

but why?

Why did he do this?

If the old uncle’s life is almost blameless, he followed the emperor to lay down the world, an extremely human minister, but retreated bravely, escaped into the deep mountains and practiced alone, except for sending his three sons to Zhu Feng’s side. Almost no connection with the court anymore.

Why would he do such a thing at this time. Could it be--

Nan Yan trembled suddenly.

She remembered the words that Wen Wuyu said when she saw the old uncle took out the peach wood sword when she was praying for rain.

He probably killed a woman many years ago in this barren land in the northwest.

In fact, murder is almost nothing to a person like them who came from the army, but he was an extremely human minister, but he drew his sword to kill a woman in such a place, which seemed very strange.

Is there any relationship between the two?

Thinking of this, she suddenly turned her head to Zhu Feng: "The emperor--"

But she didn't say anything, she saw Heyi's dignified expression on the side, as if she wanted to say something, but after looking at Zhu Feng, he sighed again and lowered his head, as if giving up something. .

Zhu Feng also glanced at him.

After thinking for a while, he said, "What else can you do--even if it is to make the old uncle go more comfortable."

He Yi said solemnly: "Weichen will try his best."

After speaking, he turned around to leave the tent.

But just as he walked to the door, suddenly, Zhu Feng's voice sounded behind him: "He Yi."

He immediately stopped and looked back at Zhu Feng: "What else does the emperor have to say?"

Zhu Feng did not speak immediately, but only looked at him deeply, his eyes were deep and solemn, and after a long time he slowly said: "Heyi, you can continue to hide it. If you hide it until the end, it will be fine; If you can’t hide it, I will naturally settle the ledger with you!"

Hearing this, Nan Yan's heart beat.

The emperor said to settle accounts, that is not ordinary settlement.

If this imperial sword were to fall, the liquidator would fall on the head, or the blood would flow into rivers and corpses.

Even if she hadn’t seen it, she had also heard of how Emperor Gao had liquidated his civil servants and generals after he founded the country. At that time, the whole world was full of blood, and Ran Xiaoyu’s hatred and hatred were also Stayed from that time.

Just thinking about it, Nan Yan felt a little hairy in her heart.

When Zhu Feng said this, could it be that he had already murdered He Yi?

When He Yi heard this, he was not intimidated by the emperor's words like ordinary people, but after a dignified silence for a while, he said softly: "Weichen, understand."

After speaking, he saluted again, then turned and walked out.

Nan Yan watched the heavy tent fall, but could not stop the smell of soil on the ground caused by the pouring rain outside, giving people a sense of desolation as if they were in a predicament and did not know where to go. She stood there in a daze. After a while, she heard Zhu Feng say: "What are you going to tell me?"

Nan Yan immediately told him what had happened when praying for rain.

Zhu Feng's brows wrinkled.

"kill……?"

He Shen Shen said: "Wen Wuyu has seen his uncle murder?"

"..."

"Could it be just the crazy things he said?"

Nan Yan sighed, and said, "During this period, my concubine is watching with cold eyes. Although Wen Wuyu is crazy, he is not crazy for no reason. It should be said that every time he goes crazy, he seems to be caused by some specific person or thing. Excited, and most of the crazy things he said are traceable."

"..."

"My concubine dare to guess, I'm afraid it was with his uncle because he was frightened crazy at Yumen Pass."

Zhu Feng glanced at the old uncle on the bed solemnly.

Then he asked: "Then, where is Wen Wuyu?"

Nan Yandao: "The concubine let people take him down, now he should be—"

Before finishing speaking, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside. Ruoshui rushed to the door of the camp and said anxiously: "Manny, that Wen Wuyu is crazy again!"