Qiu Jianhan was inwardly angry, but he could only play along with Yun Yang. Despite his discomfort, his expression turned sour.
With a dark expression, he said, "Why does this old official not quite understand what Your Majesty is saying? Your Majesty is in the prime of your life. Even if you have overworked yourself with the affairs of the nation, you might feel tired and tired for a moment, but why would you feel powerless?"
His Majesty rubbed the area between his brows again and said somberly, "I've been feeling uneasy lately, unable to sleep at night …"
Yun Yang's eyes stared unblinkingly at the spot between the emperor's brows.
Why did His Majesty like to rub the area between his brows so much?
How could he not know that the old marshal was reminding him?
However, it was obvious that His Majesty had not been paying attention to anything recently. Even the wise and intelligent His Majesty did not understand the deeper meaning of the old marshal's question.
He did not even notice the tone of Qiu Jianhan's words, let alone the fact that Qiu Jianhan did not look too good when he spoke.
This was not normal at all!
Yun Yang coughed and said, "Your Majesty has been rubbing the area between your brows with your hand. Do you feel that your brain is in pain?"
Qiu Jianhan turned around abruptly, his gaze trained on the spot between the emperor's brows.
As an official, it was taboo to look at the emperor directly or at the same level, what more to focus on the emperor's vitals. Even the closest official was no exception. However, the old marshal could not care less about this taboo now.
Although he had felt that the emperor had rubbed the area between his brows a little more often, he did not think that there was anything wrong with it. After all, His Majesty had developed this habit since a few years ago.
He had long forgotten when he had developed this habit.
"Yes, I do feel that the area between my brows is bloated. It's very uncomfortable. I feel muddle-headed all day, only wanting to sleep. However, when I really go to bed, I can't fall asleep. I keep feeling that the affairs of the nation are bothering me. It's better not to sleep …"
His Majesty was troubled as he continued to rub the area between his brows.
It was as if the action of rubbing the space between his eyebrows had become an instinctive reaction that was not controlled by his brain.
Yun Yang replied, "I see. Your Majesty must have been overly worried about the affairs of the nation and overworked yourself. Adding these two factors together, it's inevitable that you'll suffer too much. However, Your Majesty's massage may not have any effect. This nephew has learned some relaxation techniques from a stranger. How about this nephew be bold enough to massage Your Majesty?"
As he spoke, he winked at Old Marshal Qiu.
Qiu Jianhan understood and said, "It's rare for this child to have such filial piety. Your Majesty, why don't you let him try? This is probably a junior of your nephew's generation who can show some filial piety."
How could the body of His Majesty the Emperor be touched by just anyone?
Not to mention the head.
If there was even the slightest mistake, then it would definitely be a monstrous disaster, a disaster that could wipe out the entire clan!
It could be said that Qiu Jianhan was taking a huge risk by saying this.
If Yun Yang really had second thoughts, not only would Yun Yang himself be implicated after today, he, the person who had spoken up to persuade him, would also be implicated. By then, his entire family would be executed without a doubt!
"Very well." His Majesty the Emperor put down his hand and closed his eyes tiredly, slumping down on the chair.
Yun Yang walked to his back and extended his fingers, gently placing his left and right index fingers on both sides of His Majesty's temples.
The Endless Divine Art began to circulate quietly.
Qiu Jianhan stood upright and leaned forward slightly, his eyes staring at Yun Yang's hand without blinking.
If Yun Yang made any strange movements, the Old Marshal would definitely kill him without hesitation. Although he trusted Yun Yang a hundred percent, he was still on tenterhooks.
Yun Yang's Endless Divine Art had only circulated one round in the emperor's meridians before his expression grew increasingly grim.
Looking at Yun Yang's expression, the Old Marshal's heart sank as well.
When Yun Yang retracted his fingers, His Majesty the Emperor had already fallen into a deep slumber.
Perhaps this was the only high-quality afternoon nap that the monarch of a country had had in the past few years …
"How is it?" the Old Marshal asked anxiously.
"It's exactly as Ling Xiaozui said." Yun Yang sucked in a deep breath. "His Majesty's current physical condition … is already very bad. The main reason should be the consumption of one or a few strange poisons over the years. Otherwise, how could it have caused such a disorder in his meridians?"
"His Majesty's cultivation base has progressed and his mystical Qi hasn't been drained at all. It's all stored deep within his dantian. Perhaps this is the main reason why His Majesty doesn't think much of it. What he doesn't know is that although mystical Qi can still flow through his meridians, they're already riddled with holes and broken into pieces. Such a situation is manifested in a state where even he himself won't notice it. However, once the poison accumulates to the point of eruption, or when he suddenly fights the enemy, his meridians will break inch by inch because they can't bear the burden. His body will then die immediately because his mystical Qi has nowhere to vent!"
Yun Yang's voice was heavy. "As for the discomfort between his brows, it's the only external manifestation of the poison. However, this manifestation also means that the poison is slowly invading His Majesty's brain …"
The Old Marshal's eyes widened as he listened. "Is it that serious?"
Yun Yang sighed.
The poison was invading the brain. Even though the Old Marshal was not versed in the art of poison, he was still frightened by what he heard. His Majesty's action of rubbing the area between his brows had started a few years ago. Just thinking about how far the poison had gone after such a long period of time sent chills down his spine!
"Can … can he still be saved?" The Old Marshal's voice was trembling as he uttered these words.
"What we can do now is to do our best and leave it to fate." Yun Yang said, "I've checked on His Majesty's internal condition just now. It's not optimistic at all. The three pills left by Ling Xiaozui, even if they're spiritual medicine, can only alleviate the poison temporarily. It's impossible to cure it completely."
The Old Marshal's gaze was sorrowful. For a moment, he was speechless.
He did not even have the time to feel anger.
He could only feel an indescribable sorrow, fear, and heartache.
Such a wise emperor who had worked so hard for the country and its people, the Emperor of Yutang who had worked so hard for the country and its people, had been poisoned silently for years in his own palace!
It was horrifying to think about it.
"The cultivation method I'm cultivating is different … it helps to expel the poison and recover."
Yun Yang gritted his teeth. "But I can't enter the palace often. If Old Marshal can think of a way to send His Majesty to the Residence of Yun or the Residence of Marshal every half a month, I can come and help with the cleansing with my mystical Qi. Together with the three spiritual medicines, there might still be a sliver of hope …"
Yun Yang's words were not meant to ease the Old Marshal's heart. When he was inspecting His Majesty just now, Yun Yang had unexpectedly realized that his Endless Divine Art was like a nemesis to the unknown poison. Wherever the Endless Divine Art's energy was channeled to, the poison there would automatically avoid it.
As for the parts that could not be avoided, they would be completely eliminated, just like pouring boiling soup on snow.
However, no matter how miraculous the Endless Divine Art was, the poison in His Majesty's body had already spread throughout his meridians. With only one or two cleansing sessions, even if Yun Yang's divine art cultivation base were to increase by another level, it would still be a drop in the bucket. It would not help the situation at all!
Right now, he could only pin his hopes on more cleansing sessions and the vitality provided by Emmie. Only then would there be a sliver of hope to remove the poison.
Old Marshal Qiu's eyes shone. "It's great that there's a way! Leave these matters to this old man. You just have to help with the treatment. "
Yun Yang said, "Yun Yang is duty-bound to do this, but I still have to pay attention to His Majesty's meals and living environment in the future. Although I can't be sure if the poison that is harming His Majesty originates from the food or some common item, I can't let the unknown poison continue to harm His Majesty. Otherwise, there's no cure to speak of!"
Qiu Jianhan's eyes glinted coldly. "This must be the conspiracy of the traitor. It must be eliminated as soon as possible!"
Yun Yang was shocked. "This can't be done like this!"
Qiu Jianhan frowned, his expression fierce. "Why? Are we going to let the traitor do as he pleases? "
Yun Yang chuckled bitterly. "Capturing the culprit directly and asking him to hand over the antidote would solve the problem once and for all. However, this method is out of the question. It's something we can only hope for but not achieve. "
"Why not?" The old man's temper flared as he glared at Yun Yang.
"Think about it, Old Marshal. The traitor can poison the palace and do it secretly for so many years without being discovered. What does this mean? What does it mean? "
Yun Yang said, "This in itself is an extremely terrifying thing!"
"Firstly, the person who can poison the palace must be an expert among experts. Secondly, there must be someone behind this. Thirdly, the country is in a crisis now. It can't withstand such turmoil. His Majesty's body can't withstand such turmoil as well …"
Yun Yang chuckled bitterly. "I only have one question for Old Marshal. If, and I'm only saying if, the mastermind behind this is His Highness the crown prince … what will Old Marshal do? If Her Majesty is found to be the culprit, what will Old Marshal do? "
Old Marshal Qiu was dumbstruck, obviously stunned by Yun Yang's bold speculation.
"Old Marshal, do you know how many people around His Highness the crown prince is advising him? Do you know how many forces are involved in this? Do you know how large of an interest group it is that surrounds the crown prince? As for Her Majesty the empress or the concubines in the palace, how large of an interest group do they have around them? "
"What's more, if the expert who poisoned the palace is found and he's an unparalleled expert who is unrivaled, what should we do? Ling Xiaozui can enter and exit Yutang's palace so easily. Isn't it because of his profound cultivation base that he's unparalleled in the world? "
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