The Emperor was kissed by the Regent and cried again

Qin Yejue finally stopped moving forward.

With a look of disgust, he turned to the right, sat on the relief chair, and opened his thin lips slightly: "Why are you suddenly half dead again?"

Shen Jingli coughed until his face turned red, and he almost fainted. He said slowly, "I'm old...sick."

Fortunately, Qin Yejue stopped herself, otherwise she would have probably fainted from coughing.

"I have never heard that the emperor has any old illness in the past." Qin Yejue naturally did not believe that Shen Jingli had any physical problems.

However, he didn't want to break this window paper now.

"My illness is rather subtle... and serious. I don't want to worry the world, so I haven't made it public."

Qin Yejue noticed the special prescription on the table, "Are you talking about impotence?"

"No, no, it has nothing to do with impotence."

Why didn't Rong Jia take the aphrodisiac recipe with her when she left? Doesn't this indirectly indicate that she is indeed impotent...

"Besides impotence, what other illness do you have?"

"I don't!" Shen Jingli grabbed the quilt and defended herself, eager to prove that she didn't have this problem.

Qin Yejue saw that Shen Jingli was really excited: "Are you not sick?"

"Correct."

Ok?

How come after going around in circles, I became free of disease?

"No, no. In addition to impotence, I do have other illnesses."

Sure enough, it is easy to spread rumors but difficult to explain them.

Forget it, if you are impotent, then don’t worry. If you are impotent, there is no need to get married and have children.

"Since you are ill, call the imperial physician. If the cause of the illness cannot be diagnosed, give the emperor a beating and a salt water bath."

After all this operation, wouldn't it become a waste?

Shen Jingli buried half of his head in the quilt, "Taking a bath with salt water is a bit of a waste of salt..."

"Then just beat him to death, there's no need to soak him."

Shen Jingli: “???”

Seeing Qin Yejue about to leave, Shen Jingli was afraid that he would call the imperial physician, so he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Your Highness, please stay! In fact, I have already seen it. I met a barefoot doctor when I left the palace last night. The doctor said that I am..."

“It is… a syndrome of mitochondrial myopathy-encephalopathy with lactic acidosis and stroke-like episodes.”

Aunt Qiu:?

What did the ancestor say?

What is creatine kinase?

"The miracle doctor said that my illness could cause me to cough up blood at the mildest, or paralyzed and die at the worst."

Aunt Qiu: “???”

Qin Yejue: “…”

My dear, you don't have to curse yourself like this.

Qin Yejue stopped and had a playful smile on his lips. That smile was like the cold snow in the dead of winter, which made people shudder.

Shen Jingli swallowed his saliva and said, "I'm afraid I won't live long. Otherwise, I'll sell the throne to the prince at a low price. We are so familiar with each other, the price and other things can be negotiated."

Aunt Qiu: I understand...

"What does the emperor mean by this?"

Was the cowardly look you had before, when you couldn't even speak clearly, just pretending?

Pretend for two years? Stop pretending again?

Or have you given up struggling?

You are having fun, and now you want to get out? That's a good idea.

"Rather than selling it, it's better to say it's a gift. I'm in poor health and want to retire early. Your Majesty has the talent to govern the country, so the throne belongs to you."

"Send?" Qin Yejue slowly walked towards Shen Jingli, his eyes always fixed on Shen Jingli's clear and bright phoenix eyes.

It's easy to want this world, but why does this loser have the chance to speak?

You know what, it's quite interesting to see Shen Jingli looking unconvinced but having to compromise these days, and trying his best to talk nonsense.

It would be a pity if he just left and died like this. Why not overthrow the dynasty, imprison him in the Dragon Roar Palace, and play with him as much as I want?

I wonder what it would look like if he cried with those clear and pure eyes like a deer's. It would definitely be very interesting and funny.

There was a barely perceptible excitement in those narrow and cold eyes, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey with disdain.

Meeting Qin Yejue's eyes, Shen Jingli's hands hidden in the quilt trembled and he buried his head deeper.

This guy's eyes look weird...

"Yes, I am sending it to you. Your Majesty, since you have obtained such a great treasure, can you please give me some money to escape... No, just a little money for my journey. I want to see the colorful world outside before I die."

"..."

"I strive to be a respectable ghost who has seen the world, so that my life is not in vain."

"I wonder how much the emperor wants?" Shen Jingli suddenly became alert, his clear eyes shining with shrewdness.

"One hundred thousand taels."

I'm afraid it's not enough...

After a pause, his eyes flickered: "Gold... is that okay?"

Qin Yejue pinched Shen Jingli's chin through the quilt, and Shen Jingli was forced to look at him, "No."

Shen Jingli pretended to be calm and continued the negotiation, "If it doesn't work, I'll take silver... too."

"Do you accept paper money?"

Shen Jingli swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling slightly: "I won't accept it recently..."

"Then forget it..."

Qin Yejue let go of Shen Jingli's chin and walked away.

There was nothing unusual in the furnishings in the room, and he didn't vent his anger by beating or scolding the palace maids or eunuchs. This idiot wasn't even angry after leaving the court, and he was even in the mood to talk nonsense. Did he really not care?

Shen Jingli thought that the deal would be finalized soon, but he didn't expect Qin Yejue to suddenly withdraw. Did he think it was too expensive?

The throne of Dayuan is not even worth a mere 100,000 taels of gold?

"Your Highness, please wait. How about we both take a step back and give each other a 99% discount?"

The tall figure walked farther and farther away and soon disappeared from his sight. Shen Jingli lifted the quilt in frustration and looked at the curtains with a look of despair.

"Your Majesty, let's stop while we are ahead."

"Let me help you wrap your chest to avoid any trouble." If the Regent stepped into the Qianlu Palace at this time, it would be a bad ending. It is better to wrap the chest early.

Although Shen Jingli looked reluctant, he still gave in obediently.

"Why me?"

"what?"

"I don't want to be an emperor..."

Nanny Qiu sighed deeply. Shen Jingli had been a puppet for two years, and she felt really sorry for the emperor's situation.

As the only legitimate son of the late Emperor Shen Yu, Shen Jingli was naturally the crown prince. When she was one month old, the late Empress Ning Luxue passed away. After Ning Luxue's death, Shen Yu's health deteriorated and he had to rely on ginseng every day to stay alive.

Shen Yu, who lost his beloved, was depressed for many years and numbed his pain by working hard. He passed away two years ago.

After Shen Yu's death, the sixteen-year-old Crown Prince Shen Jingli naturally became the new emperor of Dayuan.

Although Shen Jingli is a girl, she has to pretend to be a man due to circumstances, otherwise...

Nanny Qiu had already arranged Shen Jingli's clothes, bowed and left, not forgetting to remind him: "Your Majesty... don't talk nonsense in the future."

……

at dusk

"Your Majesty, you lost. Do you want to come again?" Song Zhu was holding a homemade playing cards and looking at Shen Jingli with a smug look on his face.

Shen Jingli pursed his lips, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes. Was he experiencing Mercury retrograde recently?

How unlucky I am! I lost every battle I fought.

"I don't want to play anymore..."

Shen Jingli lay on the table, staring at the playing cards with a look of despair.

Songzhu continued to smile, revealing his neat white teeth: "Then you owe me three taels of silver this time, plus the money from a few days ago, a total of eighteen taels."