"I'll go now." The queen nodded, frowned and looked at Han Yu, and a little worried appeared in her eyes.

"No, no need..." Han Yu raised his eyes and shook his head slowly, "Empress, don't bother the imperial physician. The imperial physician has no choice but to have any illness."

The imperial physician has nothing to do?

The queen pursed her lips and frowned, "Do your mother know?"

Han Yu shook his head: "My son didn't let her mother know, I don't want her to worry too much."

The little true energy that the emperor lost finally gave him some strength to speak, but in the end it was to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. This spirit could only last for about an hour at most - the cold poison was fierce, and it would swallow all the warm sunshine energy in the body for an hour.

The emperor also knew it, so he said lightly: "What the hell is going on? Doctor Chen said that you were eroded by the cold air and your body was seriously damaged, so you can't even use martial arts."

Han Yu lowered his eyes, "Actually it's nothing. Wu Youhuang's elder brother and third brother, Wen Youhuang's second brother and sixth brother. Er Chen was not very interested in government affairs. It's nothing if he could use martial arts anymore... it's no big deal."

When Xuanyuan Chong heard this, he almost wanted to slap him to death with one palm.

"It's their business that they can be civil and military. What does it have to do with you?" he said coldly, "What I asked is, why did you make yourself look like a ghost?"

Made this awkward look?

Why?

Han Yu also wanted to know why... why did he become such a ghost?

"Qing'er hasn't come yet?" Seeing that Han Yu didn't say anything, Xuanyuan Chong didn't ask again, frowned and changed the question, "Didn't you have a good relationship before? What's going on recently?"

I had a good relationship before.

His relationship with Qing'er was indeed very good before...

Han Yu thought in a daze, why did things become what they are now? Those memories that seemed like a different life... No, it was not like a different life, but memories that had really happened several lifetimes, and were clearly hovering in his mind, allowing him to truly experience the pain of heartbreak over the past few days.

But none of the pictures in memory can be told to others, and they can only bear it alone...

It can only be borne by one person alone.

"Han Yu." Xuanyuan Chong was the king of a country after all. Seeing his son keeping silent, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, "I'm asking you, why don't you reply?"

Han Yu looked up and looked at the father's face of worry and anger, and waves of complicated feelings surged into his heart.

"Father." He spoke softly, "I want to go to the study."

Want to go to the study?

Xuanyuan Chong couldn't keep up with his rhythm, but seeing his weak and pale appearance, he couldn't help but feel distressed and could not bear to go against his request.

He helped him up from the bed, Xuanyuan Chong said, "Can you leave by yourself?"

I have been lying for too many days and now I have to walk by myself, which is obviously a bit difficult. Han Yu smiled bitterly: "My son wants to borrow a little more of his true energy..."

Xuanyuan Chong asked him to sit cross-legged on the bed, put his hands on his back, slowly inputting his true energy into his body, and helping him clear the damaged meridians that have been eroded by the cold air in his hands these days.

After half an hour, Han Yu's body gradually warmed up, and white mist slowly emerged from his body. Xuanyuan Chong slowly withdrew his palms.
Chapter completed!