Chapter 3317: Killing He Yi
He Yi stood up and said to him, "Your Majesty, the Taoist priest must have swallowed a large amount of golden elixir before this."
"Golden Pill?!"
When Zhu Feng heard this, his brows knitted into a knot.
Nan Yan was a little confused as she listened. She knew that in addition to meditation and practice, Taoist priests also made elixirs on a daily basis. Many Taoist priests had secret recipes for making elixirs, saying that eating them could prolong life and even help one ascend to immortality.
What does this have to do with the current situation of the old uncle?
So he couldn't help but ask, "What happened to the golden elixir?"
He Yi said in a deep voice, "I just took the pulse of the old uncle. He is already very ill, but he has never shown any signs of illness in front of the emperor and the queen. He must have been taking golden elixirs to control his illness. But now, praying for rain has exhausted his essence and blood, and his illness can no longer be suppressed."
Nan Yan's face turned pale: "Very ill?!"
She remembered that at the altar, when the old uncle heard Wen Wuyu accusing him of murder, his entire spirit seemed to collapse, and he coughed so hard that he couldn't even straighten his back.
So at that time, he was already on the verge of an illness outbreak.
Thinking of this, she was filled with regret. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "If only I hadn't left, I, I..."
Zhu Feng on the side glanced at her.
He was also somewhat shocked in his heart. Although he had long understood that the old uncle who had been in seclusion for many years would not come to him for no reason to offer him a gust of east wind, and that this elder who knew too much about the past must have been hiding something from him, Zhu Feng did not expect that the first thing he concealed was his illness.
However, since he has concealed it like this, what’s the point even if Nan Yan stays.
But at this moment, he couldn't muster up much energy to comfort her. He just reached out and gently patted her shoulder, signaling Nan Yan not to blame herself too much. Then he looked at He Yi with a serious expression and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
He Yi said, "The cold has entered the lungs."
lung? !
When Zhu Feng heard this, his heart sank.
Once a person has lung disease, it is almost impossible to cure it. He never imagined that his uncle would come to him with such a serious illness.
But he was still unwilling to give up, and asked again: "Is there still hope?"
He Yi's eyes were red in the dim light, and he choked up before saying, "If he had received treatment early and rested well, he might not have recovered, but he could have lived for a while. However, from my humble observation, the golden elixir the Taoist priest took previously forcibly suppressed his illness and drained his energy. Now I'm afraid—"
Nan Yan couldn't help but let out a low cry and covered her mouth with her hand.
Could it be that he had known for a long time that his disease was incurable, so he forced himself to control the disease and traveled a long distance to come to Zhu Feng's side? He used his life to exchange this gust of east wind for Zhu Feng, and this rain that defeated the enemy!
But why?
Why did he do that?
If we say that the old uncle's life was almost impeccable, he followed Emperor Gao to conquer the world and reached the highest position in the country, but he retired at the right time and went into the mountains to practice alone. Over the years, apart from sending his three sons to Zhu Feng, he had almost no connection with the court.
Why would he do such a thing at this time? Could it be that——
Nan Yan suddenly trembled.
She remembered what Wen Wu Yu said when he suddenly went crazy when he saw the old uncle take out the peach wood sword while praying for rain.
It is very likely that he killed a woman in this desolate land in the northwest many years ago.
In fact, killing people is nothing for people like them who come from the military. However, it is very strange that he, who is a high-ranking official, draws his sword and kills a woman in such a place.
Is there any relationship between the two?
Thinking of this, she suddenly turned to Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty——"
But before she could say anything, she saw He Yi standing beside her with a serious expression, as if he wanted to say something, but after looking at Zhu Feng, he sighed softly and lowered his head, as if he had given up on something.
Zhu Feng also glanced at him.
After thinking for a while, he said, "What else can you do? Even if it's just to make the old uncle pass away more comfortably."
He Yi said in a deep voice: "I will do my best."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave the tent.
But just as he reached the door, Zhu Feng's voice suddenly rang out from behind him: "He Yi."
He stopped immediately and turned to look at Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, do you have any other instructions?"
Zhu Feng didn't speak immediately. He just stared at him with a deep and solemn gaze. After a long while, he slowly said, "He Yi, you can continue to hide it. If you can hide it in the end, it's fine. If you can't, I will naturally settle the account with you!"
Hearing this, Nan Yan's heart skipped a beat.
When the emperor said he wanted to settle accounts, it was not just an ordinary settlement.
If this imperial sword were to fall, at best the beheaded would be chopped off, at worst blood would flow like a river and corpses would be scattered all over the ground.
Even though she had never seen it, she had heard about how Emperor Gao settled accounts with his civil and military officials after establishing the country. At that time, the whole world was filled with blood, and Ran Xiaoyu's hatred and resentment also came from that time.
Just thinking about this made Nan Yan feel a little uneasy.
When Zhu Feng said this, did he mean to kill He Yi?
When He Yi heard this, he was not frightened by the emperor's words like an ordinary person. He was silent for a while with a serious expression, and then he said softly: "Your humble servant, I understand."
After saying this, he bowed again before turning around and walking out.
Nan Yan watched as the heavy tent fell, unable to block out the earthy smell stirred up by the torrential rain outside. It gave her a desolate feeling, as if she were in a primeval world, not knowing where to go. She stood there in a daze for a long moment before she heard Zhu Feng say, "What do you want to tell me?"
Nan Yan immediately told him what happened when she prayed for rain before.
Zhu Feng frowned deeply when he heard this.
"kill……?"
He said solemnly, "Wen Wuyu has ever seen your uncle kill someone?"
“…”
"Could it be just his crazy talk?"
Nan Yan sighed and said, "I've been observing from the sidelines these days. Although Wen Wuyu is crazy, he's not crazy for no reason. It should be said that every time he goes crazy, it seems to be stimulated by some specific people or things, and most of his crazy words can be traced."
“…”
"I dare to speculate that the reason he went crazy at Yumen Pass was probably because of my uncle."
Zhu Feng looked at the old uncle lying on the bed with a serious expression.
Then he asked, "Then, where is Wen Wuyu?"
Nan Yan said: "I have asked everyone to take him away, now should be-"
Before she could finish her words, a loud noise suddenly rang out outside. Ruoshui rushed to the door of the tent and said anxiously, "My Lady, that Wen Wuyu has gone crazy again!"
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