The concubine enters the palace? The princess empties the palace and goes into exile with the baby

The next day.

Xiao Chi went to the morning court early. When Song Yao woke up, Huixiang helped her wash up and then went to find clothes for Song Yao to wear.

Seeing the gorgeous clothes she brought, Song Yao said, "I'm going out of the palace today, so it's not convenient for me to wear something like this. Bring me something plainer."

"Yes, Queen."

Huixiang bowed and immediately changed into a light blue dress.

Song Yao doesn't like being served by others, so Huixiang will do her makeup for her after she changes her clothes.

It was almost time, Song Zizhou and Song Qing also came into the hall.

Song Zizhou bowed and said, "I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Queen."

Song Qing also said: "I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Queen."

Song Yao turned around and saw Song Zizhou and the others coming. A smile immediately appeared on her face, "Brother, Song Qing, you are here."

She stood up and walked over to them, "I'm ready too, let's go!"

"Yes!" Song Zizhou nodded, and then the three of them left.

As soon as they left the hall, Qi Mo arrived.

Song Yao felt this scene was very familiar. That was exactly the case. The last time they were about to leave the palace to look for the people from the Blood Mist Cult, Qi Mo just happened to come.

"Your Majesty the Queen," Qi Mo said with a salute.

Song Yao asked, "Doctor Qi, is there anything wrong?"

"Yes!" Qi Mo looked at Song Zizhou and the others, then looked at Song Yao, "Empress, it's not convenient for the two ministers to listen."

Song Yao looked at them and said, "Brother, Song Qing, please wait here for a moment."

Then, Song Yao brought Qi Mo into the hall.

After Qi Mo had the maids in the palace leave, he looked at Song Yao and said, "Your Majesty, what I want to say is very serious. Please make your decision."

Song Yao nodded, "Go ahead."

Taking a deep breath, Qi Mo said, "Empress, when I checked the Emperor's pulse earlier, it was not looking good."

Hearing this, Song Yao immediately felt a chill on her back, and her expression instantly became extremely ugly, "What do you mean by this?"

Qi Mo said solemnly: "What I mean is that the emperor's pulse is not good and the emperor is ill."

Song Yao's heart skipped a beat. "What disease is it?"

"Yes, it's a rheumatic disease," Qi Mo said. "Fortunately, this is in its early stages, but the Emperor doesn't believe he has such a disease. I asked him to take medicine, but he simply refused to listen. Empress, you are the only one who can help."

Song Yao frowned, "What kind of disease is this wind disease?"

"If you get this disease, you will feel dizzy or even faint in serious cases. In the later stages, your whole body will be paralyzed and unable to move." Qi Mo was very uneasy when he said these words. There was no way, this disease was in Xiao Chi.

Xiao Chi is Xiao Heyu's nephew, and he is Xiao Heyu's friend. After spending all this time together, Xiao Chi's position in his heart is the same as Xiao Heyu's.

So he couldn't just watch Xiao Chi become paralyzed in bed.

"So can this be cured?"

Qi Mo shook his head. "I can only delay his illness. I am powerless to cure him completely. Besides..."

"And what?"

Qi Mo always speaks incoherently. Wouldn't it be better if he could just speak in full?

It made her very nervous.

"Prince Wenxuan suffers from the same disease as the emperor. The emperor's grandfather also died of wind disease. Prince Puyang, Prince Wuling, Prince Nan'an, Prince Changle, Prince Chen, and Prince Ling also died of wind disease."

"what?!"

Song Yao widened her eyes and looked at Qi Mo in disbelief.

She stumbled back a few steps until she hit the wall and stopped.

She shook her head and said in astonishment: "Impossible, such a disease cannot happen to him, absolutely impossible!"

Qi Mo walked up to Song Yao and sighed helplessly, "Empress, if the Emperor is lucky, perhaps those symptoms will appear one by one when he is over 30 years old. But... if he is unlucky, people who suffer from wind diseases like this may die at an uncertain time."

"What?" Song Yao's face turned ugly. "Then he, then he is now..."

Qi Mo said: "I can prescribe medicine for him now, which may delay the onset of those symptoms. Anyway, this disease cannot be cured."

Song Yao hugged her head and squatted down along the wall.

She really couldn't understand why such a disease would occur in Xiao Chi?

If he really died one day, what would she do? What would Xiao Suisui and Xiao Youyou do?

Song Yao's eyes turned red and tears welled up in her eyes.

She looked up at Qi Mo and cried, "You, you are so powerful, and you are a miracle doctor. You must have a way to save him, right?"

Qi Mo's eyes were red, he closed his lips tightly, and did not give the answer that Song Yao wanted.

After a long while, Qi Mo finally spoke with difficulty, "Prince Wenxuan is one year younger than the emperor. He has been taking the medicine I prescribed, so he has not shown any symptoms until now. However, this disease can never be cured. I am only keeping him alive for the time being."

"Then, then I really can only watch him..." Song Yao didn't dare to say those words, because she could no longer accept what Qi Mo said.

"The most important thing is to get the Emperor to accept the medicine I prescribe. Although it can't save his life, it might be able to delay the onset of his symptoms!"

Song Yao smiled bitterly, "I finally understand why his father asked Master Jiang to refine the elixir of immortality. He must have the same disease, otherwise he would not hesitate to kill tens of thousands of girls to refine that elixir!"

"Maybe."

Qi Mo was not a worm in the late emperor's stomach. He definitely didn't know what disease he had or why he asked Master Jiang to refine the elixir of immortality.

Song Yao stood up and wiped her tears. "Go get the prescription first, then boil the medicine. I'll give it to him."

"Yes!" Qi Mo bowed, "Then I will withdraw first."

"Ah."

After Qi Mo left, Song Yao calmed down before leaving the hall.

Song Zizhou and the others were still waiting outside. Seeing Song Yao coming and her eyes so red, Song Zizhou said worriedly: "Empress, what are you doing..."

"I'm fine." Song Yao walked up to Song Zizhou and the others, "Let's go in a couple of days. I can't go today. I have other things to do."

"Okay!" Song Zizhou nodded without asking any more questions.

Then, Song Zizhou and Song Qing left.

Song Yao returned to the hall and sat at the table, thinking about what Qi Mo said again.

She really didn't expect that the Xiao family actually had such a genetic disease.

Qi Mo only knew that it was a rheumatic disease and the consequences, but he didn't know what the specific disease was.

If only it were in modern times, she could take Xiao Chi to the hospital for a check-up. Even if he had cancer, as long as she had enough money, she could cure him.

But in such a world, if you get a disease that cannot be cured, you can only wait for death.