Emperor Jingming went down, terrified all the officials.

"The emperor--" The exclamation sounded one after another, falling in the ears of Emperor Jingming, like mosquitoes and flies.

He could no longer care to lose his attitude in front of the officials, clutching his heart, and falling into cold sweat.

Pan Hai supported Emperor Jingming with most of his body and asked in a low voice, "The emperor, what's the matter with you?"

Emperor Jingming's voice is like a gnat: "Help... Help me in..."

Pan Hai didn't dare to say any more, helping Emperor Jingming to leave hurriedly.

The hall has become a mess.

The ministers looked at each other.

"The emperor is already good, how could he—"

"Yes, looking at the appearance of the emperor is really worrying..."

"Does the emperor have another hidden disease?"

"Master Zhang said carefully!"

Not long after, a servant came out and said loudly: "My sirs, please leave."

Where are the ministers willing to follow? Hulawei went over to surround the servants and asked in a rush, "How is the emperor?"

The servant repeatedly said: "Don't worry, sirs, the emperor has already diagnosed the emperor, and the emperor is fine..."

"What is the emperor's body like, the previous illness has not been cured?"

The waiter was sweaty when he was asked, wiped his forehead and said: "Our family is not clear about the specific situation, adults should go back and wait for the news."

"The emperor fell ill, how can a minister go back and wait for news with peace of mind."

"Yeah, I always have to know how the emperor can leave with peace of mind."

The servant coughed slightly: "The emperor is indeed fine. It is the emperor's intention to let the adults go back. Do you want to disobey the emperor if you don't leave?"

The officials were stunned.

The servant took advantage of this opportunity to get out quickly.

When the servant left, the ministers looked at each other, sighed, and left with a lot of thoughts.

Leaving the imperial city, it was a cloudy day, and the dim sky was just like the mood of the officials at the moment.

The day of the big week, shouldn't it change?

The doubts hovering in the minds of the ministers quickly spread to the inside and out, and people were panicked for a while.

Emperor Jingming paled and asked the emperor: "What disease did I suffer from?"

The imperial doctor said with trepidation: "The emperor, you seem to have a sudden heart disease..."

"Heart disease?" Emperor Jing Ming thought about the pain in his heart just now, his face grew ugly.

The feeling of powerlessness caused by pain swept through his body and gave him an unpredictable feeling.

Could it be that he is already dead?

He hadn't thought that the emperor would be able to survive for generations, but he never wanted something to happen at this time.

The prince is unbearable, and if something happens to him now, the country will be in danger.

He will really die!

When Emperor Jingming thought so, he could only feel sad, and the corners of his eyes were wet.

"Is it serious?" After the severe pain, Emperor Jing Ming didn't have the strength to speak, and asked weakly.

The imperial physician was sweating coldly when asked, and he whispered: "Weichen first prescribe a medicine for the emperor..."

Emperor Jingming's lips flicked, and he faintly understood.

This is not even sure what caused his illness.

Emperor Jingming's mood worsened, and he waved his hand to signal the educated doctors to leave.

The face of the queen who rushed over was also not much better, and she held Emperor Jingming's hand and asked: "My lord, when did you start angina?"

Emperor Jingming leaned on the soft pillow, with cold sweat on his forehead, and said weakly, "I didn't feel any pain before when I was about to leave the court."

He also felt strange that the previous illness was out of anger by the prince, and he was already almost healed, how could he suddenly suffer from a heart attack?

The queen took the veil to wipe off the sweat from her forehead for Emperor Jingming, was silent for a long while, and whispered softly: "The emperor, do you think this disease is strange?"

"Ok?"

The queen pursed her lips: "Maybe it's not a disease."

"What did you think of?" Emperor Jing Ming's eyes turned deeper.

The queen hesitated for a long time before she said: "I just remembered that the 15th fifteenth was murdered, and the Qingliangshan incident. The dancer and Concubine Yang who poisoned the fifteenth at that time both died of a sudden heart illness——"

The queen didn't dare to speak any more, and looked at Emperor Jingming's expression with anxiety.

Emperor Jingming's expression changed drastically, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

In fact, he had a vague guess about this, but he didn't dare to think about it, and now that he was told by the queen, he could no longer deceive himself.

His heart aches suddenly, is it possible that someone has harmed him?

"But Mother Duo is dead..." Emperor Jingming frowned and looked at the queen.

The queen also couldn't figure it out, frowning in silence.

Emperor Jingming's face became more and more ugly, and he trembled: "Could it be... there is still Madam Duo's associate in the palace?"

"The emperor, it might not be possible--"

Before he finished his words, Emperor Jingming suddenly covered his heart, sweating profusely.

The queen panicked and shouted: "Imperial doctor, imperial doctor——"

Several doctors rushed in, seeing Emperor Jing Ming dying of pain but were helpless.

"Are you all rubbish?" The queen who rarely speaks loudly said angrily.

The physicians knelt down and pleaded guilty.

The queen no longer scolded the imperial doctor, soothing her heart for Emperor Jingming.

It took a long time for Emperor Jingming to survive the pain, and he was already drenched with cold sweat.

Seeing that Emperor Jingming couldn't do this, the queen sternly said: "You all retreat!"

The emperor doctors and some of the servants who were waiting on retreated, leaving only Pan Hai present.

This tossing made Emperor Jingming weaker and weaker, struggling to open his eyes and look at the queen.

He knew that the Queen had something important to say in order to retreat.

"The emperor, why don't you call Princess Yan into the palace to have a look."

Emperor Jingming's eyelids trembled.

The queen stared at Emperor Jingming and whispered: "Will the emperor's heart disease be the same as Fuqing's eye disease? Anyway, let Princess Yan take a look first."

Emperor Jingming nodded and thought about it: "You don't need to send the old seventh daughter-in-law into the palace. The few of them should have received the letter by now, and they will come into the palace soon."

If his heartache is related to Mother Duo, it is not appropriate to expose the seventh wife.

Sure enough, the waiter did not wait long to report one after another, and several princes brought the princesses into the palace to visit.

At the East Palace, the prince and the princess also arrived.

Pan Hai came to the waiting hall where everyone was waiting, looked around, and said, "The emperor uploads King Yan and Princess Yan to enter."

Everyone's expressions were immediately subtle, and when Yu Jin and Jiang Si left with Pan Hai, they looked at each other.

The father had a sudden illness, so he was the first to summon the old couple?

King Lu touched his chin and murmured: "I really didn't see it. The one that the emperor would like to see most is actually the seventh!"

Princess Lu gave him a blank look and whispered: "Say a few words."

Qi Wang's face was silent, and his heart sank.

You can only see the true heart at a critical moment. What does it mean that the father is the first to summon the seventh couple?

Could it be said that once the prince falls, his biggest opponent will be the old seven?

The angina was unbearable. Emperor Jingming didn't care about everyone's thoughts anymore. Besides, the old couple did share a lot of worry for him, and he didn't mind showing some favor.

When the two of Yu Jin met the ceremony, Emperor Jing Ming directly said, "Seventh wife, come and see what's wrong with my body."