Otherwise, if he didn't apply anything, ignored everything, he would be more injured than the princes. He wouldn't want such a thing to happen.

"Your Majesty, don't think too much. Thinking too much will only hurt your body. The princes each have their own lucky stars, so we should not worry too much."

The little eunuch knew that the emperor was worried about the princes, so he wanted to do his best to help the emperor solve the problem together.

But he was just a small eunuch after all, and he had no broad knowledge of everything. The only thing he could do was to give the emperor more encouragement and care, so that the emperor could know that he was not fighting alone, which might be better.

The emperor felt much better when he heard the little eunuch say this. He felt that since even the little eunuch could understand, let alone him.

He believed that he could do things smoothly, so that his sons were not busy, so that they could serve them willingly without a fight for their country, rather than competing for favor here or jealous here.

"If I were strict with them, I guess they wouldn't have become like this now. I'll blame me for not being able to teach my children."

Although the emperor is the emperor, he still envies the feelings of ordinary people. He really hopes that his children can be respectful to their father and love their brothers and sisters like ordinary people.

It’s a pity that he also understood that his children were born in the imperial family like him, and it was absolutely impossible for them to have such tenderness or such warmth.

What exists is just open and secret struggles and intrigues, so the emperor actually felt very uncomfortable and felt that he didn't like such a life.

But what if you don’t like it? Things are like this. Even if he doesn’t like it, won’t it happen?

After Ye Wuque and the alchemist returned to the alchemy room, Ye Wuque asked him directly, but in fact he was a little confused. He didn't know why the emperor suddenly said this.

Although the alchemist had told him before that these princes were fighting openly and secretly, and they wanted to fight for the throne in their own hands, not just because they wanted to inherit it.

So he was now like an alchemist asking about the doubts in his heart, "What did the emperor mean just now? And I guess that's nothing wrong with those, why are you so surprised?"

The alchemist originally wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Ye Wuque in a tactful way. Now when he heard Ye Wuque say this, he also didn't know how to speak.

He didn't want to get Ye Wuque into the dispute over the throne. Ye Wuque was theirs, his master, and the manager of their Xinglin family. He didn't want to involve Ye Wuque in the royal battle because of his own reasons.

But now Ye Wuque seems to have been involved, so although the alchemist feels guilty and regretful, he also knows that since he comes, he will be at ease.

Since Ye Wuque has been involved in the struggle, he should not sit still and wait for death, nor should he deliberately hide anything. As long as he can do these things well, it is probably enough.

So he said to Ye Wuque now: "The princes' war for the throne has almost reached a point of outbreak."

After the alchemist finished speaking, he looked out the window, his eyes went from deeper and had not spoken for a long time. Ye Wuque did not make any noise to disturb the alchemist, quietly accompanied the alchemist, waiting for the alchemist to continue talking to him.

After a while, the alchemist continued, "The reason why the emperor went through so much trouble to invite me to the palace is actually because he knew your physical condition."

Ye Wuque also noticed just now that although the emperor looked no different from ordinary people, it seemed that there was something wrong with that.

And just now, when he was receiving the memorial, he accidentally touched the emperor's pulse. The emperor's pulse seemed to be beating a little slow, and it was obviously disturbed by some drug. Could it be that the emperor had poisoned by someone else?

He still had some doubts in his heart. Although he also had some medical knowledge now, he was not the real master of the Xinglin family and could do nothing to him.

The alchemist continued to say to Ye Wuque: "Master, you should have noticed it just now. In fact, the emperor was given a chronic poison. Although the poison was only used at all, the emperor's body had been hollowed out over the years. Even the god Daluo would probably come back. Those princes were disobedient, and the emperor was actually very distressed."

So that's it. It turned out that the emperor was really poisoned by others. Ye Wuque guessed that, and now he received a definite answer. He was also sighing, thinking that the emperor was too cowardly and pitiful.

He was actually poisoned by his son. Everyone said that the tiger was poisoned and did not eat his son. Will the son also bully his parents? So Ye Wuque really thought the prince was too hateful.

He has never seen any prince until now, but he has already learned from the alchemist and the emperor that these princes are not good at ease.

The emperor brought the alchemist to the palace. In addition to asking the alchemist to help him resolve these disputes in the palace, the most important thing is to take care of his body.

"What should I do if someone else takes chronic poison?" Ye Wuque really didn't know what to do. After all, he was a layman in the pharmacological knowledge involved.

When the alchemist heard Ye Wuque's question, he didn't doubt anything. He told everything about it. After Ye Wuque heard it, he still felt something strange in his heart, but it didn't matter.

He knew that the alchemist would appear in the palace to assist the emperor in handling matters, but in fact, it was because he wanted to extend his lifespan, and his sons were not obedient.

Then the emperor placed all his work focus on the little emperor's grandson, hoping that he could support the little emperor ascend the throne in his lifetime, so that it might be better.

Since his sons are not good, his grandson should be better now, and he can only rely on these things, and there is no way to interfere with anything else.

In fact, when Ye Wuque heard the alchemist say this, he was indeed a little worried about the emperor and felt very sorry for the emperor, because he could also see that the emperor was indeed a good emperor who was diligent and loved the people.

Unfortunately, his sons were not very obedient. Now he could only place his hope on his grandson. His grandson was still so young. He had to hold on and persist until his grandson could inherit the throne before he could rest.

Ye Wuque had a little understanding of the emperor and knew that the reason why the emperor invited the alchemist to the palace was because he wanted the alchemist to protect him and wanted the alchemist to regulate his body.

"Since you are the most powerful alchemist in Li Country, how about the pills you have trained there?" When the alchemist heard Ye Wuque's question, he just shook his head helplessly.

Although he is the most powerful alchemist in Liguo, he is not the most powerful person in the world. Moreover, the emperor's health is getting worse and worse. At most, he can help the emperor delay time. As for whether he can be cured, it really depends on the will of heaven.

The alchemist did not say these words, but Ye Wuque naturally understood that the situation was definitely not optimistic when he saw the alchemist's expression.

Ye Wuque felt uncomfortable. After all, although Ye Wuque felt that he might not understand him a little bit, he has now heard that the situation the emperor is in has so many difficulties.

He felt very uncomfortable when he heard that the emperor's son was so unfilial. If possible, he also hoped that he could help the emperor do something.

But now he also understood that these were just talk. What he had gained again? He had to make himself powerful first.

So he said to the alchemist: "Okay, don't be too sad. The emperor is the Supreme Lord. He must be blessed by the gods, so you don't have to be sad here.

The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. Even if we may not be able to find a better way to cure the emperor next, but as long as we can warm up his body, it will be pretty good."

"I know the master, I will never worry about the emperor's affairs anymore." The alchemist forced himself to become reluctant and happier.

After all, the alchemist also knows that if he is not optimistic and if he is unhappy, it will definitely be bad. Since he has arrived in the palace, he must do his best to do these things well.

The alchemist has always hoped that he could help the emperor to take good care of his body, but due to his limited ability, all he could do was to create some elixirs that warm the body.

"Master, you don't know the chronic poison of my body being laughed at by others, but I can't tell the emperor about it. I can only put some antidotes in the pills I usually make for him, otherwise he would be so heartbroken."

Because I thought I could also know who had given chronic poison to his diet, he could not be sure who it was, but it was definitely his sons.

Since those sons want to fight for the throne, they will definitely not give him a way out. When it comes to this alchemist, he feels even more sad.

Ye Wuque was a little surprised. He didn't expect that it was done by those princes. There was no conclusive evidence, but there was no need to think about it. Those princes were really hateful.

Ye Wuque had never seen any prince. Now he had a little interest in seeing what those princes with a scorpion-hearted heart looked like, and how he even poisoned his father.

He made up his mind to help the alchemist solve the problem this time. Even if he really can't recover from the dead and can't let the emperor's illness be completely cured, at least he should nourish his body, and living for more than ten years should not be a problem.
Chapter completed!