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110. Chapter 110 His past is unknown [1]

Then, without saying a word, he looked at Ye Jiangxue coldly for a long time - turned around and left.

"I'm just jealous if I'm jealous, and I'm pretending... Tsk!" Ye Jiangxue saw him disappearing at the palace gate, and started slapping him.

[Drag away the shady prime minister]

Yan Junqing returned to the Qingliang Hall, summoned the secret guards, and told him to "definitely" and "must" keep an eye on His Majesty, and not to let "noisy people" come into contact with His Majesty.

The secret guard is smart and knows everything, but he just beats his chest and says, Mr. Prime Minister, don’t worry, we will protect the "innocence" of the six young masters! ... Of course, protecting the "innocence" of His Majesty is also very important, right?

... Yan Junqing looked at the secret guards he had arranged, and his face darkened again.

After driving away the secret guards, Yan Junqing sat behind the desk and looked through the official documents. The waiter at the door opened the curtain and came in and said: "Master Xiang, the imperial doctor is here to take a pulse."

"Please come in." He said without raising his head.

After a while, the head of the Taiyuan Hospital walked into the room carrying a medicine box. When he saw Yan Junqing still reading official documents, he immediately frowned and said: "Mr. Prime Minister, you are not seriously ill. You can't be so tired."

"It's okay." Yao Junqing said calmly: "Besides, I'm not sick. Isn't that what you said?"

"...That's what the Prime Minister wanted to tell me." The head of the Imperial Hospital walked over and asked for his pulse, "The Prime Minister's health is not good, and it's winter again. Prime Minister, you should also know that old diseases are more likely to occur in winter.

attack."

Yan Junqing looked at the official document with one hand and spoke softly, as if chatting: "I haven't had an attack in so many years. The doctor is too worried. The true nature of the body is clear."

"Mr. Xiang." After diagnosing the pulse, the imperial doctor's voice was low and he saluted: "Your health is not serious so far, but you vomited blood a few days ago... I dare not tell the truth to Your Majesty. A mouthful of heart blood can save you ten years of life."

, after all, this is damaging to the fundamentals, and besides, the Prime Minister’s body has indeed suffered too much.”

"There is no need to tell Your Majesty these things." Yan Junqing raised his eyes and looked at him, "Your Majesty is busy with many things and has nothing to worry about. You should know how to tell His Majesty what the truth means."

That little fox cared about him more than anyone else. Although he was in poor health, it didn't happen for a day or two. If she found out, she didn't know what would happen.

What's more, he doesn't want her to know his past.

past.

What's in the past is in the past, there's no need to mention it again.

That...is not a good memory.

"Yes, I understand. Your Majesty's reply will always be based on the fact that the Prime Minister is weak." The imperial doctor also understood the reason. He sighed softly and said: "When I removed the poison from the Prime Minister, I knew that the Prime Minister would have what he is today.

In this situation, the Prime Minister must take care of himself not for anyone else, but for His Majesty and the Southern Jin Dynasty."

Yan Junqing breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, the imperial doctor, for taking care of me. I have my own plans."

"Your Majesty, please retire." The imperial doctor bowed to him and then withdrew.

Long after the imperial doctor left, Yan Junqing closed the official document, walked to the window, and opened the window half way.

The window outside the window was wrapped in white silver, with flowers and bamboo reflecting the snow, and it was so quiet that he looked out the window for a long time, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

In the end, this body still weighed him down, making it difficult for him to live or die.

This was the price he had to pay for defying destiny and obtaining the identity of "Yan Junqing" - for the Southern Jin Dynasty. In the past, he lived for the Southern Jin Dynasty, but now... just for her.
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