It's not that he hasn't consulted doctors and alchemists, but no one can see the symptoms in his body. No matter how he checks, the answer he gets is -
The emperor is in good health and has no serious problems.
If the feeling of weakness hadn't become more and more obvious, he would have doubted whether he was being too preoccupied.
Yun Qingyan slightly lowered her eyelids and said, "Why does the Emperor have such symptoms? You have to ask the people close to you."
"What do you mean by talking softly about your niece?"
"I smelled a faint scent of incense coming from the Emperor's body. The scent is quite strange. I wonder who offered this incense?"
"This was the prince a month ago..." Emperor Bei'an seemed to have thought of something, his face darkened, "Call the prince over to me."
Emperor Bei'an seemed to have thought of something, his chest was rising and falling, and it took a while before he calmed down, "Niece Qingyan, what's wrong with this incense?"
Yun Qingyan placed the porcelain teacup in her hand on the nanmu table, and then said calmly,
“The dream soul of Southern Xinjiang is scattered.
The aroma is pleasant and special, and it is easy to make people intoxicated.
Long-term use is not harmful to the average person except for addiction.
But... for Yuan Zhe, it is a kind of chronic poison. "
Yun Qingyan said slowly and calmly that since she found out that her grandfather was poisoned, she had stayed up late to read the Hunyuan Medical Classic and all the classics about southern Xinjiang.
However, Southern Xinjiang has always been mysterious, and the Menghunsan only appeared briefly in the Southern Xinjiang information. The information was not exhaustive. Thanks to the supplement of Hunyuan Medical Classic, she was able to know so clearly. It is no wonder that Emperor Bei'an had no clue. aware.
“For long-term use of Meng Hun Powder, the higher the cultivation level of Yuan practitioners below Xuan level, the greater the impact.
The toxicity of Meng Hun Powder will be carried throughout the body as the energy flows, eroding the muscles and veins, causing mental weakness and even loss of consciousness. Midnight convulsions are the precursor. "
Yun Qingyan continued to explain slowly. Emperor Bei'an was frightened and wanted to ask her if she had a solution. At this time, someone came over with Prince Bei Yanrui.
What Yun Qingyan didn't expect was that Bei Yanrui was actually wearing shackles.
As the prince of Bei'an Kingdom, he actually walks with shackles. The meaning of this is huge!
"Father, be safe." Bei Yanrui didn't seem to be disturbed by the shackles, and his eyebrows were still gloomy. Even when he asked Emperor Bei'an to greet him, his tone was light.
Only when he saw Yun Qingyan, a flash of deep murderous intent flashed in those gloomy, lifeless eyes.
"You traitor! Kneel down!" Seeing Bei Yanrui's gloomy look, Emperor Bei'an became furious and slapped the table hard with his hand.
"Crack!" The two warriors following him suddenly exerted force on their hands, and Bei Yanrui knelt down!
Emperor Bei'an kicked Bei Yanrui with such force that he flew backwards and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Pfft!" Bei Yanrui groaned and fell to the ground like a broken rag doll.
Yun Qingyan looked at this scene coldly, "Emperor Bei'an, what are you trying to do?"
Not only Yun Qingyan, but also Yuntian did not stop Emperor Bei'an from this unreasonable move, but when his eyes passed over Bei Yanrui, disgusting murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
"Niece Qingyan, I know all the evil things he did to you." It wasn't until Bei Yanrui was lying on the ground in ruins that Emperor Bei'an turned his head with lingering anger, his face full of hatred and regret. Color, "This traitor stole my tiger talisman, accused the Yun family, and went to Qingxuan Academy to send troops to arrest you without permission."
A look of guilt flashed in his eyes, "Thankfully you're okay, otherwise I wouldn't know how to explain it to Yun Hou."
(End of chapter)