Wu Yingqiu complained in his heart, but he could only force himself to hold on: "Thank you for your care in the Imperial Concubine."

Nan Yan said softly: "Duke must not be polite to me."

"There is old minister"

“Besides,”

Nan Yan finished his words without waiting for the dying moment, and then snatched the conversation, and continued: "The emperor has issued an order and will set off for the trip soon. The Duke of the State is so ill, how can he get on the road?"

“…”

"This matter must be thoroughly investigated."

When Wu Yingqiu heard her say this, he felt a little distressed, but he could only smile on his face and said, "Emperor, the Imperial Concubine, the old minister is old, so he is naturally a little sick, but this time it is really not in the way."

“…”

"The old minister can set off with the emperor and return to Beijing, and it will not be affected."

Zhu Feng looked at him and said, "Really?"

“…”

"Don't force yourself."

"No force, no force."

Although Wu Yingqiu said this, his face was full of a forced smile and he forced himself to say, "This is really just that the old minister is old and sick, and it doesn't matter. Don't care. If you send someone to investigate thoroughly and alarm everyone, it's the old minister's fault."

After hearing what he said, Nan Yan sighed softly.

He said with regret: "I am also worried about the Duke's health."

"Thank you, the Imperial Concubine."

As he said this, Wu Yingqiu gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold up. Wu Mian, who was beside him, hurriedly helped him out of bed, knelt down to Zhu Feng and Nanyan, and kowtowed repeatedly: "The old minister thanked the emperor, the concubine for his kindness and favor."

Zhu Feng then said, "Why is Duke like this? Get up quickly."

As he said that, he said to Wu Mian: "Hurry up."

Wu Mian hurriedly helped Wu Yingqiu, who had vomited even after these days, couldn't even eat, and was so thin that he was almost skinny that he had no strength at all. He lay back on the bed again. After this movement, he was panting again, and his continuous nausea surged in his heart, almost about to retching.

But in order not to lose his manners in front of the emperor and the imperial concubine, he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

Even the tip of the tongue was bitten and bleeding.

An old man of such an old age almost lost half his life after such a struggle.

Nan Yan then said, "Since that's the case, the Duke of the State has had a good rest and recuperate. After all, the emperor has issued an order and he will set off in two days."

“…”

"I hope to go on the road with the Duke of the State."

“…”

"If the Duke of the State is not in good health, I will not be at ease."

“Yes, yes.”

After she had finished caring for her, she turned to look at Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng said lightly: "Okay, Duke, let's take good care of your health, and let the people around you prepare and set off in two days."

"yes."

After saying that, the two of them turned around and left, and Wu Yingqiu forced himself to hold up: "Old minister, please send the emperor, please send the imperial concubine..."

When the two of them left the room, he suddenly fell back to the bed like a puppet with a broken string.

His face was pale and his cold sweat was as cold as slurry.

The previous illness had already lost half of his life. After a while, even the remaining half of his life was worn out.

Seeing him like this, Wu Mian was also frightened and hurriedly sent someone to bring medicine to him and said, "Uncle, what's wrong with you, uncle?"

“…”

"You are so sick that you have to travel back to Beijing for a long distance, which is a fatal death!"

Wu Yingqiu was almost exhausted from breathing.
Chapter completed!