Isn’t there a saying, good people don’t live long, like Brother Huang’s ‘scourge’ that does everything they can to achieve their goals, it has to harm the millennium.

Jixiangxiao's stomach turned, and he was breathless. "Aren't we going to talk about business? If you want to be cute, I really don't care about business."

"Well, wash your ears for the husband to listen to Princess Yizun's high opinion." After all, he still cares about that person, for the sake of precautions, and for the inexplicable concern that he has been unceasingly, for Xuanyuanzun, he still can't do real Hatred.

"The emperor is waxy yellow, and Yintang is black. Even the pupils have changed color. If it is good, it should be a liver problem, and... it has probably developed to a very serious point." That's enough, If Xuanyuan Yao noticed this matter, and was determined to investigate, I believe it would take a while to turn things over.

"Little coquette, Ben Wang really wants to know, how your little head grows, and even understands the medical way..." He deliberately used a surprised tone to cover up his beating heart. [

For a time, my mind was tangled.

Many of the previously overlooked small details popped out of time. From the beginning of summer, the emperor seemed to have diseases on both ends of the day, wind, cold, heat, fever, headache, cough, and last time because of the personal eunuch. In a word, he threw the minion out and broke several bones.

Xuanyuanzun seemed to be concealing something deliberately, especially not wanting him to notice that he was there.

If it's just an ordinary minor illness, why should it be so? The emperor is also a human, eating grains of cereals, he will also be sick and uncomfortable. What do he hide from him? ? ?

unless. . . .

No, never!

The cunning brother who fought against him and lived a dragon and a tiger. . .