Late at night, the lights in the imperial study room remained open.
Xiao Yuxiang is here.
Worried, his eyes were red.
"Your Majesty, Shunhua has fallen asleep."
Qin Yun nodded, his voice had already been hoarse.
He rubbed his temples: "You go back and rest first, both you and your children need sleep."
Hearing this, she frowned slightly, wanted to speak but stopped, and was very worried.
But she didn't know what to say in this situation, so she could only give her blessings: "Then your Majesty also remember to rest, so I will go back first."
"On Shunhua's side, I will let my sisters take turns to guard her."
"Don't worry too much, either."
Qin Yun forced a smile: "Okay."
"Tao Yang, send the Empress back to the palace."
"Yes!" Tao Yang immediately stepped forward and didn't even dare to breathe too much. After all, it was too depressing tonight!
Wait for someone to leave.
Qin Yun looked at Sun Changsheng with his eyes.
"Doctor Sun, do you have a way?"
Sun Changsheng smiled bitterly, shook his head in embarrassment and said, "Your Majesty, I have seen it."
"There are two kinds of hidden injuries, one is physical, and this is old and old can be cured."
"And Empress Murong belongs to another kind. The secret injury comes from blood and energy. Blood and energy have invaded the internal organs and caused a large area of blockage."
"And Empress Murong is a top master, and it is useless to treat her with ordinary means."
"So, I can't help either."
"certainly……"
He frowned: "If Empress Murong is willing to give up the child in her belly, I am still sure to help her with some care."
"It depends on luck to sustain your life. As for the cure, it won't work."
After listening, Qin Yun smiled bitterly.
Even Sun Changsheng had no choice, and Mr. Feng sighed for it. Is there any way in this world?
"Okay, I understand."
"You go down first, boil some medicine to calm the fetus and stabilize the mood for Shunhua."
"I think of other solutions."
Sun Changsheng sighed in his heart and nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, I have stepped down."
After the person leaves.
The imperial study room was empty, with dark nights rolling outside and snow falling.
Qin Yun was in no mood, and he held his forehead with both hands, losing his mind powerlessly.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Feng and others were in a heavy mood.
"Your Majesty, there will always be a way."
"The old slave has been looking for ways to resolve the secret injuries in the past few days. At present, there are several ways."
"It's just that hope is very slim..." Mr. Feng was a little uncertain.
Qin Yun raised his head suddenly. No matter how slim it is, it is better than nothing.
"What's the solution?" His eyes were like torches.
Old Feng frowned, his wrinkled face was covered with difficult colors.
"The most direct thing is that the martial arts of Murong takes a step further. He must at least half a step to reach the realm of the old slave in order to resolve the secret injuries by himself."
"But the problem is that it takes time. It took me a full ten years to get to this point..."
The hope that Qin Yun had just ignited was extinguished again in an instant. His big hand grabbed the table and said unwillingly: "What about other solutions?"
"There is another way, blood exchange is high, and the child must be removed." Old Feng said.
Qin Yun suddenly felt like frost-beating eggplant.
"If I had a way to convince Shunhua to take off the child, I wouldn't be so helpless."
"Today she said anything harsh, and she even wanted to break up with me and seek death..."
The wind and snow blew on the face, and the door blew, making people's hearts feel so bad.
Old Feng frowned: "Then there is only one last way to try."
Qin Yun looked at it with a nervous heart. He knew in his heart that this method that could be tried should be difficult, otherwise Feng would have said it long ago.
"Tell me."
Mr. Feng took a deep breath and said, "There are many capable people in the world."
"But these capable people are obviously not enough to cure Murong. If we want to find them, we can only find the unicorns, dragons and phoenixes hidden in the deep mountains and forests."
"Only those people like that, maybe there is a way."
"But in Lao Nu's opinion, this is the most difficult of the three ways."
Qin Yun narrowed his eyes: "Do you know about this kind of mission?"
"Know!"
"It is said that there is an old man in the Bohai Sea who has a magic pill that has been passed down from generation to generation, but he died fifty years ago."
"There is also the end of the desert. There is a monk who knows some way to prolong his life, but no one knows the real situation, and the desert has no end at all."
"There are also wizards in Nanzhao who cured the secret wounds of masters, but the Nanzhao Kingdom has been destroyed for almost twenty years."
“…”
Mr. Feng talked about more than a dozen people in a row, all of whom were special people he knew throughout his long life.
But without exception, either it can’t be found at all or it’s dead.
The difficulty is slightly smaller, and it is not something Murong Shunhua can afford.
Qin Yun was silent.
The lights were swaying and completely fell into silence.
No one knows what he is thinking.
Mr. Feng didn't say anything. He only knew so much. His deceased should pay attention to everything.
suddenly.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
It was already late at night and appeared in the Imperial Study Room, which was a bit strange.
"who?"
Qin Yun frowned and looked.
"Your Majesty, I am a humble minister!" Xuan Yunzi's voice was extremely clear, like a secluded orchid in the valley.
Qin Yun was a little resentful. Could it be that this guy couldn't see Murong's condition before?
"Come in!"
Xuan Yunzi smiled embarrassedly and walked in. His head was covered in snow-white wind and snow, and his purple and green Taoist robe had an indescribable Taoist rhyme.
"See Your Majesty, please."
"Hmph!" Qin Yun snorted lightly and hard: "Are you aware of Murong's affairs?"
Xuan Yunzi made a bitter face: "This... I do know a little..."
"But I dare not say it."
"Empress Murong dares to threaten you, let alone Xiaochen. If Xiaochen is talking nonsense, she will not be given three or six holes."
He was in tears and was very helpless.
Qin Yun knew he didn't blame him, but he still snorted.
"Then what are you doing?"
Xuan Yunzi smiled awkwardly: "I came here because of this."
"Mr. Murong is an old friend of the Wei minister. Daozong and Yaoyue Palace have always had good friends. Wei ministers do not want to see the worst result."
"I already know the matter."
"So come and offer advice."
Qin Yun's eyes lit up, and his heart slowly rose.
This half-immortal Xuan Yunzi is not considered able to fight, but he has the ability that is different from ordinary people. He dares to come here to offer advice, but he probably has some support.
Mr. Feng also looked at it seriously and ignited hope.
"Say!" Qin Yun ripped hoarse.
Xuan Yunzi bowed: "In fact, the secret injury is not unsolvable. It is just because the secret injury of Murong is too serious that it is unsolvable."
"The ancient books of Daozong record a sect."
"Their helmsman should be able to save Empress Murong."
Qin Yun stood up suddenly, his eyes like wild beasts: "Who is it? The sect is there, I will invite you immediately!!"
Xuan Yunzi smiled bitterly and wiped his cold sweat.
"Your Majesty has finished hearing from me, this matter is still very difficult..."
"Weichen can only say that finding this sect and letting the helmsman take action will definitely save the Empress Murong, but the premise is to find it, and that person is willing to take action."
Qin Yun was impatient: "Tell me the point! What is this sect called? Where is it?"