The only explanation is that the imperial physician cannot cure it.

This answer is the only conclusion that the two can draw in their minds.

However……

Why?

Chu Chen couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it. Zixi's health has been doing well, so why did something suddenly go wrong?

They have known each other for so long, and in my memory she has almost never had any fevers due to wind and cold. People who practice martial arts are already stronger than ordinary people, but Zixi...

What went wrong with Zixi's body?

Nan Mohao didn't say anything.

When he was silent, no one knew what he was thinking.

The night sky is bright, and fireworks are blooming in the sky, and they quickly wither. They are then replaced by a new round of light, and the entire night sky is filled with brilliance.

However, the two of them felt cold as water, shrouded in deep anxiety.

The night is getting deeper.

But no one is destined to fall asleep tonight.

Chu Chen stood outside the bedroom, looking at the sky from afar. His tall and long figure could not hide the stiffness of his spine, and there was uneasiness in his eyes.

Nan Mohao stood quietly in a black robe, as if he was integrated with the night. However, under the bright fireworks tonight, his black robe was incompatible with the night.

No one moved, and he dared not go to the hall without her intention, and he was unwilling to leave her.

So I could only stand here and wait silently.

In Yonghua Palace, Zixi stood in front of the long desk in silence in a loose robe.

Holding a pen with a slender finger lightly with his head down, he wrote an imperial edict that only he knew - to be more precise, a will.

The elegant small calligraphy of the hairpin and flower fell on it word by word. The woman's lower eyebrows and eyes were quieter and calmer than ever, but there was also a little more sorrow.

The autumn geese stood three feet away from the dragon's desk.

She didn't know what His Majesty wrote on the imperial edict, nor did she dare to know.

She just felt that His Majesty seemed a little wrong tonight.

"Qiuyan." Zixi wrote for a while, looked up at Qiuyan, "Pour cup of tea for me."

Qiu Yan quickly responded: "Yes."

He turned around and poured a cup of hot tea, walked to the front of the case with both hands, lowered his head and served the tea on the dragon's desk, and waited to step down.

"What are you nervous?" Zixi raised her eyes and raised her lips and smiled at her, "As my maid in front of the imperial court, you are so timid."

Qiu Yan lowered her eyes: "I dare not cross."

Don't dare to cross?

Zixi sighed: "Some things must be made known to you."

As she said that, she continued to lower her head and write, "There is one thing that only you can know for the time being, and you are not allowed to disclose it to anyone."

He paused and casually emphasized: "Neither Chu Chen nor the Regent can."

Qiu Yan was puzzled, but she just lowered her eyes, "I obey the order."

After the words came, the deeper the strange feeling in my heart, I felt a little uneasy.

"I wrote the will." Zixi said calmly, as if he was talking about something extraordinary, "Qiuyan, do you know what is the difference between the will and the ordinary imperial edict?"

Qiu Yan was shocked and looked up at Zixi in disbelief.

She was overly shocked and didn't hear what Zixi was asking later, but just looked at Zixi blankly.

A will?

Why is Your Majesty starting to write the will now?

"Don't panic." Zixi spoke lightly, his voice as if he was calm and gentle to comfort people's hearts. "You just don't know about this matter. When you need it, you can take out this will."

Qiuyan looked at her blankly.

When do you need it?
Chapter completed!