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Chapter 139 The Emperor’s Illness.



Chapter 139 The Emperor’s Illness.

The Empress Dowager's coffin needs to be kept for 49 days, so today we are only here for the farewell ceremony.

Just as everyone was doing this, the emperor woke up and rushed over.

Song Qingwan looked up at the emperor, then quickly lowered her head. She was shocked because the emperor's expression looked very wrong.

The emperor's forehead was black, his brows were tired, his eyes were cloudy and bloodshot, and his hair had turned a lot whiter and looked a little dry.

Although the emperor is over 40 years old, he takes good care of himself and is very energetic. He definitely doesn't look old.

Song Qingwan looked at Zhao Huaijin and asked him what was wrong with the emperor. Zhao Huaijin shook his head and said he didn't know.

That's even more strange. The emperor obviously has a serious health problem, and it's most likely a mental problem.

The next day, Shen Jingyi also came as a representative of the Empress Dowager's family. He also observed that the Emperor was somewhat abnormal.

"Master Shen, do you know what happened to the Emperor?"

"Your Highness Princess has noticed it, and I also find it strange. Normally, the Emperor seems to be in good shape."

"Lord Shen and the Emperor often discuss matters in the Imperial Study. Have you discovered anything wrong with the Emperor?"

Shen Jingyi fell into deep thought. He did feel that the emperor's recent behavior was a little strange, but he didn't take it to heart.

For example, recently the emperor often has difficulty concentrating and feels sleepy when attending meetings, and sometimes he even covers his forehead.

Shen Jingyi told Song Qingwan about this situation, and Song Qingwan was at a loss for a moment.

When returning to the palace, Song Qingwan took the initiative to mention the emperor's performance, and Zhao Huaijin sneered.

"It is impossible for my father's health to be like this for no reason. Now that Prince Huai's Mansion is on the rise, naturally someone should be anxious."

As expected, on the day of the Empress Dowager's funeral, the Emperor fainted again, and Prince Yu naturally took his place and presided over the ceremony together with the Princess Royal.

For this reason, most of the court officials believed that this was a sign that Prince Yu would become the crown prince, because since ancient times only the crown prince could do such things on behalf of the emperor.

So the wind direction changed again, King Huai became the one who was abandoned again, and many ministers began to curry favor with King Yu again.

Zhao Huaijin was very calm about the news. Even if Prince Yu became the future emperor, what would it matter? With his current strength, he was not afraid at all.

Faced with these fights, the emperor was powerless to stop them, as he knew his own physical condition best.

If there was no way to suppress it, his body would not be able to hold on for much longer, so he asked Li Fuquan to secretly bring Song Qingwan into the palace.

"Princess, please. His Majesty is waiting for you inside."

"Thank you, Eunuch Li."

Song Qingwan nodded, walked past Li Fuquan and entered the emperor's bedroom. Li Fuquan turned around and closed the door, then stood guard at the door himself.

As soon as Song Qingwan entered the hall, she smelled a strange fragrance, like the scent of a flower. It was the first time Song Qingwan had ever smelled it.

Perhaps these are the spices that the emperor likes himself, Song Qingwan thought secretly in her heart and walked to the emperor's bed.

"You came."

"My son, I will meet my father."

"No need to be so polite. I didn't expect that this would be the case when I summoned you alone again."

The emperor laughed at himself and sat up on the bed with great effort.

"What's going on with Father's health? When did it start?"

"I can't explain it, I just had a headache all of a sudden, and it's getting worse and worse."

"Do you have any other symptoms? For example, your eyes or other facial features?"

The emperor thought about it, then shook his head slightly.

Song Qingwan pondered for a while. If the headache was not caused by problems with other facial features or face, then it was most likely a problem in the brain.

That would be a problem. Could it be a brain tumor?

"Even you can't do anything?"

"If your son says that you need your father to be unconscious for a while before we can examine him clearly, would you agree?"

"Song Qingwan, I always feel like you have a secret."

"Everyone has secrets, right?"

The emperor smiled. It seemed that he had been unable to force Song Qingwan to do anything since he met her.

"I believe you."

"Okay, then please close your eyes, Father. I am about to begin."

The emperor nodded and closed his eyes. Song Qingwan immediately gave him inhalation anesthesia, and soon the emperor fainted.

Song Qingwan brought the emperor into the space and examined him with a CT scan, but the result surprised him.

There was no disease in the emperor's brain, and there was nothing wrong with the organs on his head, but there was a worm in his head.

And the worm was still alive, which meant that Song Qingwan had no way to perform surgery to remove the worm from the emperor, because the worm was crawling everywhere in the emperor's brain.

Song Qingwan was stunned. There was a living worm in her brain? Even though she had never seen one before, this worm looked a bit like a silkworm.

Song Qingwan tried to knock the insect to make it come out by itself, but every time she knocked it seemed to drill deeper, Song Qingwan did not dare to act rashly.

She couldn't imagine how uncomfortable this was. At the same time, Song Qingwan couldn't help but admire the emperor. He could still insist on handling government affairs. He was indeed worthy of being an emperor.

Song Qingwan took the emperor out of the space, and when he woke up, she told him about the situation. The emperor also felt incredible.

"You mean, this bug can't be taken out at all?"

"In theory, yes. I just don't know how this worm got into your brain. It's not eating away at your brain at the moment."

So why is it still alive? This is so weird!

"So there's no other way, right? Even you can't do anything about it."

"What kind of incense do you use in your palace?"

"Oh, this is a special calming incense sent by the Queen. It has the effect of calming the mind and spirit."

"Aren't you afraid of extracting it from the flowers?"

"Yes, that's what she said."

Song Qingwan's guess was confirmed, and indeed everything had a traceable path.

After much deliberation, she decided to tell the emperor what she had found out about the Lan family.

So Song Qingwan told everyone about the assassination the Lan family was involved in, the training of assassins, and other things that seemed to be related to southern Xinjiang.

"Impossible! The Lan family doesn't have the guts to do that!"

"Ajin guessed right, you really reacted like this."

"Song Qingwan, I don't believe a word you said. The Lan family wants Jun'er to be the emperor, but they would never dare to do such a thing as colluding with a foreign country to stir up trouble!"

"Then isn't your father curious about what's wrong with you? Where did this bug come from? What's the matter with the Queen's fragrance? And Huaiyuan and Jingle almost died of intestinal obstruction, what's the matter with all this?"

"You mean, these were all made by the Lan family?"

"More than these."

Song Qingwan took out the mark pattern that she had found on the man in black from her sleeve and handed it to the emperor.

"There are so many things the Lan family has done that you don't know."


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