Chapter 66
"You, you mean, what kind of medicine was given to the incense I smoke every day?"

Emperor Wenzhi was still immersed in his own world at first, unable to extricate himself, but later he was attracted by the movements of Jun Moli and Jun Qin.

After listening to their conversation, he pointed at the censer he had to light every day with his trembling, skinny fingers.

If he remembers correctly, the incense he is burning now was sent by the prince a few years ago, and he has been using it since he likes it.

correct!

"Jun Aiqing, come here, smell it, does it smell like that on me?"

He pulled his sleeves and stretched forward, his eyes full of disbelief.

"This……"

Jun Qin hesitated, and looked at Jun Moli.

Without further ado, Jun Moli stepped forward to smell the smell on his sleeve.

He was stopped by Junqin.

And reminded in a low voice: "Mo Li, this thing is so poisonous, there is no antidote yet, this..."

It means that Emperor Wenzhi probably has that kind of poisonous weed on his body, and it is no joke if he is infected.

It's not that he is greedy for life and afraid of death. If he was young, he would have fallen for it long ago, but now that he is old, he is no longer that passionate young man.

What he used to swear to defend was the motherland, but after all these years, he has already seen through it.

Protecting the royal family is not protecting one's own country.

These royal families only cared about themselves and never cared about the lives of the common people.

Now, he also wants to defend his motherland, but he wants to live even more, to protect his descendants, his youngest son and granddaughter.

Jun Moli is the precious lump of the Jun family, let alone test the poison himself.

"Grandpa, don't worry."

"It's a slow poison, and it takes a certain amount to trigger it. I'll just smell it and it'll be fine."

Jun Moli patted Jun Qin's hand to show comfort.

From Jun Qin's eyes, she felt his concern, and Jun Mo's heart seemed to be filled with warmth.

There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, which made her a lot gentler.

Emperor Wenzhi kept watching Jun Moli, and when they didn't notice, he flashed a strange and incomprehensible gaze.

When Jun Moli turned his head, he disappeared again.

Put on that anxious gaze again.

Jun Moli leaned closer and sniffed lightly: "Same?"

The smell on the clothes is obviously the same as the smell of spices.

And the smell was clearly coming from the clothes!

"really……"

Emperor Wenzhi laughed at himself.

Then he said: "All my clothes have been smoked with this spice."

No wonder!
Clothes are close-fitting things, smoked by this poisonous spice, and worn on the body every day.

Every day in the closed dormitory that was smoked with poisonous incense, the toxin slowly invaded his body, so no one else had an attack, and he was the only one.

"Your Majesty, do you know who it is?"

Seeing Emperor Wenzhi's expression, Junqin understood a little bit.

He must have known the poisoner.

Very likely, it is the prince!
"Nizi! Nizi!!!"

Suddenly, Emperor Wenzhi lost his mind and kept patting the edge of the bed with his hands, repeating the word "Nizi" in his mouth.

"Your Majesty, the imperial doctors have arrived." It was Eunuch Ford's voice.

He must have heard the commotion inside, so he was smart enough not to bring people in directly, but to report loudly at the door.

However, Emperor Wenzhi didn't seem to hear it, and kept mumbling about Nizi.

(End of this chapter)

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