Chapter 643 How Much Time Do I Have Left
Song Yanxi stood up, took a few steps back, knelt down, and bowed respectfully to Emperor Xuande.
Looking at her actions, Emperor Xuande's heart sank.
Looking at her like this, his health must be really not good, otherwise he wouldn't have scared her like this.
Mo Jinchuan's expression next to him also looked unhappy.
He knew that his father's health had deteriorated in the past two years, but he never imagined it would be so serious.
Are those imperial doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau just there to eat and do nothing?
After calming down, Emperor Xuande looked at Song Yanxi and said, "Stand up and talk."
Hearing this, Song Yanxi did not move.
She knew very well that such disrespectful words should not be spoken lightly.
But the current situation does not allow her to hide anything.
Emperor Xuande glanced at Mo Jinchuan and said calmly, "Xiao Wu, help your princess up."
Mo Jinchuan took two steps forward and gently squeezed Song Yanxi's arm as he helped her up, signaling her not to worry.
Since the emperor has already said so, no matter how disrespectful her next words are, he will never punish her.
As the king of a country, his words are law and he should not be so magnanimous as to say so.
Even if there really wasn't one, with him around, he would never allow anyone to hurt her in the slightest.
Song Yanxi sighed softly, looked up into Emperor Xuande's slightly cloudy eyes, and said respectfully, "This humble servant is not worried, but I just don't know how to start."
Emperor Xuande asked: "Just tell me how much time I have left."
Dehai suddenly raised his head and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, you must not say such a prophecy!"
Emperor Xuande laughed at himself and sighed, "Everyone must die. All the brothers who accompanied me in building my empire passed away in their prime.
I have lived many more years than them, rising from a humble peasant to the throne of the Supreme Being, enjoying enough wealth and splendor, and I have long since had enough."
Hearing his words, Dehai almost cried out loud.
He looked at Song Yanxi and said nervously, "Princess, please tell His Majesty that he is in good health and tell him not to have any extravagant thoughts."
Emperor Xuande raised his finger and said, "Dehai, don't embarrass this girl. She is just telling the truth."
Looking at his kind face, Song Yanxi moved her lips and said, "Your Majesty has always been seriously ill, and has been so worried about government affairs over the years that he has already run out of money.
Even if you take tonics regularly, you should be aware of occasional fatigue and exhaustion, and you may need to adjust your tonic prescriptions from time to time.
Your Majesty's health is like an hourglass, leaking as you pour water in. If this continues, even a body of iron will not be able to withstand it."
Others did not know how his health was, but Emperor Xuande himself knew it clearly.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so shy about seeing a doctor. Concubine Li had advised him several times before, but he never summoned Song Yanxi to the palace to treat him.
Perhaps he didn't want people to know that he was already old, or perhaps he was afraid of facing death.
This was why it was delayed again and again until now when he fainted in the imperial study and could no longer delay it.
If he doesn't wake up after fainting, the world of Da'an will be in turmoil.
Emperor Xuande closed his eyes and asked, "How long will it take?"
Song Yanxi: "If Your Majesty can put aside the affairs of state and focus on recuperating, three to five years or even decades is possible."
As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into deathly silence.
Anyone who hears this will know that the phrase "ten years" is mostly just a consolation.
Emperor Xuande murmured, "Three years, three years is enough."
Hearing this, Song Yanxi had to remind him, "Your Majesty, what I just said was that you should put aside your official duties and find a quiet place to recuperate."
If she continued to work so hard, she couldn't guarantee that she would last even one year, let alone three years.
After all, he deals with national affairs, and one move affects the entire country.
Naturally, it takes more energy than other things.
Emperor Xuande glanced at Mo Jinchuan dimly, and said with a hint of meaning: "I would like to unload the burden on me, but I need someone to be willing to take it over."
Upon hearing this, Song Yanxi couldn't help but glance at Mo Jinchuan's expression.
He was still calm and composed, as if he had no interest in what they were saying.
It is obvious that many people have been trying their best to sit in that position.
Even if I can only touch it, I would be willing to die.
Emperor Xuande knew about his son's behavior and although he was very annoyed, he did not force him to make a choice.
He looked at Song Yanxi and asked in a deep voice, "Girl, do you have any way to make my body look stronger?"
Yes, there are, but this kind of medicine that forcibly increases a person's energy is undoubtedly burning up their already limited lifespan.
Song Yanxi was unwilling to prescribe this kind of prescription unless absolutely necessary.
Emperor Xuande had seen countless people and saw the source of her hesitation at a glance. He said, "Don't worry, I don't want this medicine to be taken orally. I just want it as a precaution."
Thinking of something, his face darkened, "I have several sons, each of them has their own ideas, and it's inevitable that one or two of them harbor evil intentions.
If you knew that I was in poor health, I don't know what you would think."
Logically speaking, Song Yanxi shouldn't have listened to these words.
Not to mention that she had just made an engagement with Mo Jinchuan, even if the two of them got married, she couldn't bear to hear such words.
But at this moment, Emperor Xuande could no longer care about much.
He watched Xiaowu grow up, so his vision must be correct.
Song Yanxi pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "I will prepare pills for Your Majesty later."
Knowing that people tend to take chances, she reminded them again: "This kind of pill that makes you energetic in a short period of time contains poison. Every time you take it, the damage to your body will increase.
To put it bluntly, taking this medicine is tantamount to burning your lifespan. Your Majesty must not take it unless absolutely necessary."
Emperor Xuande responded weakly and ordered Dehai, "I have a bad memory, please help me remember it."
Dehai quickly responded, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Today, I have an unwelcome request."
Song Yanxi said, "Don't worry, Eunuch De. His Majesty just caught a cold today, which is why he fainted suddenly. He will be cured after drinking two doses of medicine."
Dehai nodded hurriedly and asked her softly if she needed any more prescriptions.
When he mentioned the word "prescription", his voice was clearly trembling, and he was obviously afraid of hearing the word "no" from her mouth.
If you don’t even need to take medicine, how many days can you live?
Song Yanxi shook her head and said under Dehai's instantly nervous gaze, "Your Majesty's poor health must not be known to anyone other than those who know about it today.
The prescription must be prescribed, but Your Majesty cannot take the medicine on it, so as to avoid complications."
Dehai immediately understood and said hurriedly, "If the princess needs anything, please tell me."
Song Yanxi nodded, walked up to him and whispered a few words in his ear.
De Hai widened his eyes slightly, hesitant and questioning: "Does the princess really want to do this?"
Before Song Yanxi could speak, Emperor Xuande's slightly heavy voice sounded: "Do as she says."
He glanced at Mo Jinchuan meaningfully and sighed, "A girl who has made you miss her for so many years must be good."
Mo Jinchuan asked quietly, "Why did I just hear someone say that Xi'er had given me some kind of magic potion?"
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