Chapter 996 The Wind Is Back

If it weren't for the fact that cousin Huang was really displeased with the position of emperor, he would have wanted to pass the throne to him.

He coughed again, and the bitter medicine tasted in his mouth.

He has fallen to this point, no one is to blame, only that he is still too naive and too soft-hearted, forgetting the words of cutting grass and eradicating the roots, which is why he was harmed by others.

"Mo Fei, give me the things."

Emperor Wen Yuan stretched out his hand to Mo Fei, but now he has almost no strength in his whole body, and he can still speak as usual now, thanks to the bowl of medicine every day.

The other thing is...

Mo Fei walked over, and then took out a few things from the cabinet on the side, it was the rouge gouache sold by Yipinxiang.

Mo Fei had already opened those things, and then wiped it on Emperor Wen Yuan's face. Soon after, when Mo Fei left, Emperor Wen Yuan was sitting there with a rosy complexion.

At this time, he didn't even have the slightest sign of being seriously ill. He was full of qi and blood, and his face was ruddy and healthy.

Mo Fei can give him another recipe to add qi and blood. As long as he eats it, he can be sure that his complexion is better than ordinary people, but the medicine must be three-point poisonous. Without even a little tossing, the daily bowl of medicine had hidden toxins in his body.

If Xuelian could not be found again, even Mo Fei would be afraid. Not only would he not be able to suppress those poisons, but it would increase the poison and make Emperor Wen Yuan die faster.

One more month, yes, another month, this is the limit of what he can do. He actually doesn't know why. Emperor Wen Yuan's physical vitality is stronger than that of ordinary people. Otherwise, it may be that even these two Months can't hold on, let alone a month, but whether it's January or two months, it's not too long.

Even if it is half a year, it will be a day when there will be poisonous hair.

If you want to be cured, if you want to live, there is only the thousand-petal snow lotus. The thousand-petal snow lotus is the last medicine in this antidote. He rummaged through the treasury and found all the medicines, but it was still a little off. Blindly the most important medicine cited.

As far as he knows, the thousand-petaled snow lotus is on top of the snowy mountain. Is it true? Is it possible to find it? Let’s not mention it. The only one who can save Emperor Wen Yuan is Lao Hengju, and all their hopes, whether Emperor Wen Yuan can survive or not, depends on Lao Hengju's luck and Emperor Wen Yuan's life.

Emperor Wen Yuan looked at himself in the mirror and sighed unconsciously.

Cousin Huang, I'm afraid I'm going to live up to your good intentions. In the next big week, I'm going to have to trouble you. Although Mo Fei said there is always hope, he knows that hope is like the white fog in the mountains. Generally, visible but untouchable.

In the end, it is some illusory thing, which cannot be believed or expected.

He accepted his fate and closed his eyes. At this time, he seemed peaceful and quiet, and only he knew how deadly stillness was in his heart. It was pitch black and cold like hell. It is gradually getting closer to him day by day.

"Haw...?

Suddenly, Emperor Wen Yuan opened his eyes.

"Mo Fei, can you hear Zhanfeng's voice?"

Mo Fei came back to his senses, then shook his head, "Sacred Lord, Mo Fei didn't hear it." In fact, he didn't pay attention to listening. He just thought of a medicine just now, to see if it can be added with some more, it can make Wen Yuan more happy. If you persist for a few days, at least you can leave a son and a half daughter down, and it will not be this hard-earned big Zhou Jiangshan, but in the end there is no successor.

So he really didn't hear Zhanfeng's voice.

"Really?" Emperor Wen Yuan also began to think that he heard it wrong, but after a few breaths, the sound of eagles came again, but Emperor Wen Yuan never opened his eyes. He really began to think that it was his own day. Thinking about it and dreaming at night, so listen to the messenger, after all, this is the case with people who are terminally ill.

Sometimes I hear those weird voices and see some strange things, just like him, but he just doesn't understand why he hears nothing but the sound of the wind. Is it because of him? He has always been thinking about getting the golden eagle back. This is his obsession, and it is also the illusion that his obsession has turned into.

Holy, holy.

Mo Fei's voice sounded excitedly.

Are you hallucinating again?

Emperor Wen Yuan just raised the corners of his lips, but still did not open his eyes.

"Sir, Zhanfeng is back."

Changqing shouted again excitedly, but even the tone was a little incoherent.

Emperor Wen Yuan finally opened his eyes.

"Mo Fei, when do you like to make jokes like this?" He didn't blame, didn't get excited, he just laughed at himself, but when his eyes met a pair of round, sculpted eyes on his pupils, he almost didn't get it. He fell from the top of his dragon chair.

Folding wind, really folding wind, it is back.

"Lord, look."

Mo Fei quickly took a jade box and opened it.

Immediately, a clear and cold fragrance came oncoming, and it was also a shock to the spirit of the smell.

A cold sweat broke out from Emperor Wen Yuan's palm, "This is, is this really?"

Thousand-petal snow lotus?

"Congratulations, it is the Thousand Petals Snow Lotus."

Mo Fei is also very excited now, to be able to see such a spiritual medicine in his lifetime, for him who is addicted to medical skills, he will die without regrets.

Also...

Mo Fei opened a small jade box again, and there were several red ginseng whiskers in the jade box.

"This is……"

Emperor Wen Yuan did not know about this, is this grassroots, and how could it be red grassroots?

"Sir, this is blood ginseng.

Mo Fei carefully squeezed a few blood ginseng whiskers. Although there were only a few ginseng whiskers, it was enough. The medicinal properties of blood ginseng were too strong for ordinary people to bear. These few ginseng whiskers were just right. , you can make up the body of the saint, and within a few days, the body of the saint can be conditioned as before.

"By the way, the Holy One is not in a hurry."

Mo Fei hurriedly picked up the two things, and he was going to go to the antidote. Of course, he didn't dare to delay for a moment, because he was afraid that these herbs would have an accident, and what he could eat in his stomach was his own.

He had to make the medicine earlier, and then eat it into Emperor Wen Yuan's stomach, so that he could live up to the entrustment of the son.

And he was busy for days and nights.

Until he came out again, the whole person had lost several laps, and he was sloppy, but everyone could feel the joy around him.

"Sir, the medicine is ready."

He took out a small bottle and said, "There are five medicines in it. After the sage has finished eating, the remaining poison will naturally be eliminated. In addition, the medicinal properties of the thousand-petal snow lotus are also present, so the sage is also a blessing in disguise, and will be immune to all poisons in the future. Longevity."

"it is good!"

Emperor Wen Yuan took the medicine bottle and held back the heart that was beating wildly in his chest.