Qin Yun shook his head: "No, if we don't meet with the ministers, there will probably be trouble."
"Don't worry, Xiang'er. I'm fine now. Do you believe it or not?" He touched Concubine Xiao Shu's hair to express comfort.
She hesitated to speak, Danfeng's eyes were full of worry.
Qin Yun was everything to her, so why did so many accidents happen one after another just after everything was getting better?
"Your Majesty, then you must promise Xiang'er that when you see the minister, you will come back as soon as possible and lie down to rest." She almost begged.
Qin Yun looked at her watery and worried eyes, and his heart melted: "Okay, I promise you!"
"Happy father-in-law, why don't you go and summon him soon?"
"yes!"
Eunuch Xi immediately bowed and retreated.
After a while, many ministers came to the imperial study room.
Basically, all the ministers of the cabinet came, including Prime Minister Lin Changshu, six ministers, military Wang Ming and so on.
Qin Yun sat on the dragon chair with his hands behind his hands. His face looked normal, not as exaggeratedly weak as the previous two days.
Seeing this scene, Wang Wei and others couldn't help but look disappointed.
Can you still stand up after being in a coma for two days?
"I heard that there have been a lot of rumors in the imperial capital these past two days, and some people are even saying that I am critically ill!" Qin Yun looked at everyone and said calmly.
Lin Changshu cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty has a long life, how can he be defeated by a minor injury or illness?"
"That's right, your majesty has his own heavenly appearance and great blessings. How could anything happen?" Some people followed him and flattered him.
Qin Yun looked indifferent and said: "Really? I heard that the imperial capital is strange, and many ministers are walking around each other, as if waiting for my death!"
Hearing his dissatisfaction, all the ministers immediately knelt down.
"Your Majesty, I don't dare!"
Qin Yun snorted softly and said: "That's the best. I'm just feeling unwell. I just need to rest for a day or two. Don't make a fuss about everything!"
"If there are important government affairs, you can directly submit the memorial. If there is nothing important, Lin Aiqing, you can help me handle it."
"Yes." Everyone replied in unison.
Qin Yun's eyelids were heavy, and the toxins began to take effect again before he knew it. He didn't know when he would faint or vomit blood.
He bit the tip of his tongue and persisted, pretending to be nonchalant and said: "My dear friends, is there anything else? If it's nothing serious, just step back first."
The ministers looked at each other and communicated with their eyes.
Everything about Your Majesty is so abnormal. If he was not seriously ill, why would he secretly seal off the palace and increase security?
How come they secretly recruited the imperial doctor into the palace and still haven’t released him? Apparently they are blocking the news.
Moreover, after their observation, Qin Yun seemed to be very different from usual, and he was unwilling to stay in front of others for a long time. What was he trying to hide?
Throughout the imperial capital, people from all walks of life were inquiring about the emperor's condition.
They finally met Qin Yun and were unwilling to leave just like that.
With a look from Wang Wei, Lin Changshu stood up.
"Your Majesty, I know that there is an abbot on Mount Zhongnan who has excellent medical skills and is proficient in elixirs and massage. Why don't you send someone to invite him over and show it to Your Majesty?" he asked tentatively.
Unexpectedly, Qin Yun Longyan was furious.
He stood up suddenly, picked up a file from the desk, and threw it hard at Lin Changshu's face.
"Bastard thing!"
"Crack!"
The file hit Lin Changshu's face steadily without any mercy, causing Lin Changshu's face to be bruised and a little embarrassed.
"Are you just looking forward to my death?" Qin Yun let out an angry roar that was deafening.
Those eyes were staring at Lin Changshu like a wild beast.
Lin Changshu was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a bang, ignoring the wounds on his face.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I don't mean that. Please forgive me."
When Wang Wei and others saw this, they immediately knelt down and pleaded for Lin Changshu: "Your Majesty, we are also worried about your health. We are afraid that you will be unwell after working day and night on government affairs."
"Since His Majesty is in such good spirits, it seems that there is no need to invite any host."
Qin Yun glanced at everyone, brushed his sleeves, snorted coldly, and left.
After he was far away, the ministers dared to stand up slowly.
The eyes he looked at Qin Yun were also full of suspicion. His Majesty didn't look like he was seriously ill. Could it be that he was all pretending?
The important ministers of the dynasty left the imperial study room with their own agendas.
On the other side, Qin Yun was already dying on his way to the Yangxin Hall.
His complexion suddenly turned pale, even with a hint of blue, which frightened all the close guards and quickly drove him back to the palace.
He was in the imperial study room just now. If Wang Wei and others were to see the suspicion, there would be a huge storm, and a coup might even be possible.
As soon as he entered the Yangxin Hall, Qin Yun vomited another mouthful of blood, and the blood stained the dragon robe red.
The chronic poisons that have been accumulated for a long time began to gradually break out during this period of time.
The imperial doctors were so worried that they could only use simple methods to help Qin Yun relieve his pain. As for treatment, there was no way to talk about it.
During this period, Concubine Xiao Shu had been kneeling in front of the bed to pray for him, shedding tears, and even her pretty Rouge was weeping from her eyes.
How she wished that the person lying here was herself and not Qin Yun.
In this way, Qin Yun persisted until the night like a thread.
He felt better and asked Concubine Xiao Shu to bring him a bowl of gruel, then he lay in her arms and ate it.
"Xian'er, there seems to be magic in your arms. I won't feel uncomfortable lying in your arms." Qin Yun said with a smile, enjoying the pain.
Concubine Xiao Shu felt uncomfortable, but she forced out a smile and comforted her: "Brother Yun, Xiang'er isn't going anywhere. I will hold you until you are well."
Qin Yun smiled and said nothing.
Two figures came in smoothly from outside the palace, holding Qin Yun's royal belt.
He walked quickly, followed by the Imperial Guards, and his whereabouts were mysterious.
One of them was Feng Lao who had not returned home for two days.
Next to him was an old man who was only about 1.6 meters tall. He was wearing linen clothes and looked very ordinary, but his face was still quite kind and he was in good spirits.
In his arms, he held a small black wooden box. It looked like it had been polished for some time.
The two of them entered the palace secretly, one behind the other, and went straight to the Yangxin Hall.
"His Majesty!"
Feng Lao walked in quickly, his cloudy eyes showing a hint of exhaustion, but when he saw Qin Yun lying weakly in Concubine Xiao Shu's arms, nothing happened, he smiled happily.
Seeing Feng Lao return, Xiao Shufei and others finally found a backbone.
"Mr. Feng, have you found a good doctor?" Concubine Xiao Shu asked nervously, her eyes looking out.
Feng Lao bent down towards the two of them and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, Concubine Shu, I have fulfilled my mission and brought back a peerless doctor!"
A great doctor?
Qin Yun's eyes widened, and his mood improved instantly: "Quickly, bring me in, I've had enough of being dizzy."