Qinghuan recently felt that something was wrong with the emperor.

How to say it, he still speaks in the same tone on weekdays, and when he faces her, he is willing to please her. No matter how cold she gives her face, she will fight again and again. The only abnormal thing is... he seems to be too "good". The two have been together for five years, and they are very loving when they are in a strong relationship. But later, Fu Wei's body became worse, and the emperor reduced the number of times. However, during these days, as long as Kui Shui was not coming, the dog emperor would pester her to death every night.

He is thirty-five years old and is still so fierce. There is no problem and there is no problem.

After some lingering, the emperor fell asleep. Qinghuan twisted his ears and he didn't respond. He slept so hard that his face was quite rosy and satisfied, but there was a hint of paleness in the rosy.

This is so familiar, it is clearly a manifestation of the gradual weakening of the soul body. Logically speaking, before the third prince was reborn, he became an emperor at nearly fifty years old. In other words, the emperor must have at least thirty years of life and not yet finished. In the last life, the female ghost Fu Wei had not had time to live until she saw the third prince ascend the throne, just for his great cause. In this life, the third prince would not have the rebirth, and wouldn't he attack the emperor if he wanted to be the emperor earlier, right?

The more Qing Huan thought about it, the more likely it would be. As long as the emperor died now, the third prince would be able to ascend to the great treasure first, and he would no longer have to be afraid of her existence. But the emperor could not die now. If he died now, Rui Ge'er would be gone, and Rui Ge'er would be gone. What is the point of her descending to this world?

So he simply put on his clothes and got out of bed, called Jinchuan to the side hall, and asked him carefully what the emperor had been doing these days, but what unexpected things were eating.

She had always known that the emperor was taking pills. She didn't care much about those things. Anyway, she couldn't practice any immortal medicine. Besides, the emperor died in his last life because he took pills randomly and did not live to the age of seventy. This was also fate, and she had no intention of changing it. But if she died now, it would not work.

Jinchuan carefully explained the emperor's itinerary over the past few days. In fact, it was just three points and one line. He didn't go to the imperial study and the bedroom in the court, and he didn't go to other places. The Taoist temple was just covered. How could the emperor really surrender to the nobles and go to the gym to get medicine? After all, he was the true dragon emperor, so how could he kneel down and worship at will, even if he was a god.

Qinghuan focused on the pills the emperor had taken recently, and looked thoughtful. The emperor had a dedicated person to take care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation, and it was absolutely so strict that he could not do anything at all. It was basically impossible to put in the effort here, especially food. She and the emperor had a meal together every day, and if the emperor had a physical problem, she would not be spared. However, it was natural that the body gradually weakened. Fu Wei had at most had a few years of good life left in the previous life.

But the emperor would not be like this. Although Qinghuan did not know medicine, she could see that if the emperor was allowed to enjoy himself like this, the emperor would die in the first year or two. Apart from the third prince, she really couldn't think of anyone who dared to attack the emperor so boldly.

While the emperor was still asleep, Qinghuan left the bedroom for the first time and led the way to the Taoist temple under Jinchuan.

The Taoist temple was built in the front hall. Because it was necessary to avoid suspicion, it was very far away from the harem's ladies. Qinghuan sat on the chariot for more than half an hour before he got there. With Jinchuan's hand and stepped off the small stool, she looked up at the very elegant Taoist temple. Seeing that the smoke was full, it seemed to be in a fairyland. Several little Taoist priests were sprinkling water to clean the Taoist temple. The Taoist temple was heavy and solemn.

The Taoist priests who refined the emperor's alchemy were neither humble nor arrogant to her. It seemed that although she was a favorite concubine, she was nothing in front of them, and they all revealed that they wanted Qinghuan to leave quickly to avoid disturbing their alchemy.

Qing Huan laughed, and a few old Taoists with bulls had to put on their noses and put on their noses. Without saying a word, she ordered people to smash the old Taoists. The old Taoists were frightened and Jinchuan was shocked. Fortunately, Guangwei listened to her orders and smashed the things up and down in the Taoist temple in a short while. Then Qing Huan sat on a red sandalwood chair, looked at the four old Taoists lined up in this line, and slowly said: "I know that all Taoists are refining pills for Your Majesty every month, but there is no need from now on. Jinchuan, send all the things here to the Imperial Hospital, and then lock these Taoists up in the palace!"

Jinchuan actually felt that something was wrong with His Majesty these days, but he didn't think about the elixir. He was smart, otherwise how could he be with the emperor for so many years? Almost as soon as Qinghuan mentioned the elixir, he had a very terrible idea.

The matter of smashing the Taoist temple is whether it is big or small, it depends on who did it. Nowadays, the emperor is addicted to seeking immortals and asking for Taoism. He has the habit of taking pills, so no one dares to say anything. But who would have thought that someone would dare to smash the Taoist temple completely while the emperor was sleeping!

When the emperor heard about it, he was shocked. After he brought Qinghuan into the palace, he lost his temper at her for the first time, pointed at her nose and asked her if she had any emperor in her heart. He still took him seriously and was so angry that he striding back and forth in the bedroom.

Qinghuan sipped the tea without caring, and asked lightly: "Your Majesty didn't notice it. Did he blush after stroking a few times?"

After she said this, the emperor did feel it, as if he was really weak. He found that he was breathing a little rapid and his hands were trembling slightly. Even if there was a locust plague in Shandong, and countless casualties were killed or injured, he could not be so excited that his hands were trembling. His body...it seemed to be no longer his own. What's wrong with him?

"Your Majesty is determined to ask the immortal, do you want to become an immortal in a hundred years?"

When this sentence was said, Jinchuan, who was serving the side, was almost scared. Empress, even if Your Majesty pampered you, you can't say such a ruthless thing, right? Your Majesty is still fine now, and the dragon body is healthy. What do you have to mention in a hundred years!

The emperor did not expect Qinghuan to dare to talk to him like this, and immediately became annoyed: "What nonsense!"

"Look, you have a bad temper. Just say something like a firecracker." Qinghuan put down the teacup and walked to the emperor, and took him to the couch to sit down. "Your Majesty, what's the best thing to be an immortal? What's the point of pursuing immortality? Do you want to be the eternal emperor?"

皇帝愣了一下.

"This god is not easy to be a god. You have tried your best to live forever, but don't forget that since ancient times, which emperor has truly lived forever? No emperor who is addicted to alchemy and asks the truth will eventually live forever."

金川已经彻底吓尿了.

"Isn't it good to spend a few decades happily? You are determined to become an immortal. Do you want to leave me and Brother Rui left me alone?"

"Of course I won't. At that time, I will take you with me..."

Qing Huan laughed so hard that she leaned back and forth. Only now did she realize that this Majesty still had a bit of naiveness in her heart. "If a person dies, he will have to reincarnate. It is human nature to be born, old age, sickness and death. Why should you force him? Besides, can you tell me what the Imperial Doctor found from the medicinal herbs that refine the alchemy?"

"What?" the emperor frowned.

"I think it's wrong for your Majesty to ask too much these days, but when I think about it, the only thing that is easy to do is these elixirs. Does Your Majesty think he was invited to the palace to be a master? If a real master is dedicated to seeking Taoism, there is no one who is greedy for wealth! The old Taoists in the Taoist temple are just people who seek fame and reputation."

"But I used to take their pills and I did have sharp ears and eyesight-"

Qinghuan interrupted him: "They are all using medicinal materials. As long as they are properly conditioned and no poisons are added, it will naturally be good for the body. Otherwise, why didn't I stop it before? Your Majesty himself doesn't feel that his health has become worse during this period? Or do you really don't want to live anymore and want to return to the west as soon as possible and let Rui Ge'er ascend the throne?"

Jinchuan wished he was dead!

"you--"

"Anyway, I have handed over the person to Guangwei for trial. I have to check it carefully. Who made the move and who ordered it." After saying these tough words, Qinghuan's expression changed from cold to gentle. She gently touched the emperor's arm and whispered, "Your Majesty, my body is getting worse day by day. You must not have something to do, otherwise who will take care of Brother Rui?"

The emperor didn't like to hear her say: "Who said it, you will get better."

"Then your Majesty, don't worry me. Once I worry, I don't want to regulate my body. If I don't regulate my body, I will have a few years of life. By that time, your Majesty will not have to protect himself. It's great that you can give a talent show to enrich the harem."

The emperor was blushed by what she said. I didn't know whether it was anger or shame, but finally said annoyed: "Listen to yours and listen to yours! This is OK!"

After getting a satisfactory answer, Qinghuan smiled and said, "Yes."

The emperor's old face turned red quietly, and Jinchuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The old Taoist priest was tortured and was accused of being tortured. When he learned that the commander behind the scenes was the third prince, Qinghuan was not surprised at all. However, the emperor was so angry that he was so angry that he was ecstatic. Although he didn't like the third brother, he never thought of solving the third brother when he didn't make any mistakes. This is his own son!

He was so angry that he issued an imperial edict at that time, imprisoning the third prince and his family in the mansion on the fiefdom and never returning to the court. He also sent heavy troops to guard him, vowing to be clean without seeing him, but he also cared about the relationship between father and son and did not take his life.

The third prince was killed by himself. Even if he lived for a lifetime, he should realize this fact. When the emperor was alive, it would be useless to do anything. It would be better to be a prince obediently and fight for the throne, but wait until the emperor died before coming.

But who knows that things in the world are so unpredictable.
Chapter completed!