After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

"You haven't gotten up yet? It's almost noon!" Shen Nanxing was very surprised. "The Prime Minister slept very late last night?"

"This, this..." Chang Yang hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Shen Nanxing frowned, his tone sharpening: "What's this? Aren't you the one who serves the Prime Minister personally? How come you don't even know when the Prime Minister fell asleep last night?"

Chang Yang saw that the Queen was angry, and he knelt down, tears streaming down his face: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is sick... He, he has a strange disease..."

"What?" Shen Nanxing's face changed, and she lifted her skirt and ran into the mansion.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that the Prime Minister was ill?" Fu Jiuli asked coldly.

Chang Yang knocked his head to the ground, his voice mournful: "The Prime Minister won't let me speak..."

Seeing his wife walking away, Fu Jiuli stopped arguing with the boy and hurriedly chased after her, "Madam, please slow down and watch your step!"

While walking quickly, he ordered people to invite all the doctors from the Imperial Medical Bureau over.

A moment later, the emperor and empress came to Shen Ming's bedroom.

Shen Ming lay quietly on the bed, his face slightly pale. The noise they made when they came in was not small, but Shen Ming showed no signs of waking up.

Shen Nanxing quickly came to the bed and sat down, holding Shen Ming's hand, and called him softly: "Brother, wake up! I'm Nanxing, I'm here to see you."

After he finished speaking, the person on the bed remained motionless.

Fu Jiuli also came over: "Brother, wake up!"

Still no movement.

Chang Yang, who followed behind, knelt down as soon as he entered, choking with sobs: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, there is no way to wake him up. The Prime Minister is becoming increasingly sleepy and his hearing is very poor..."

Fu Jiuli frowned: "Then how has the Prime Minister been able to attend the morning court on time these days?"

Chang Yang burst into tears. Trembling, he pulled out a dagger from his bosom and presented it with both hands: "The Prime Minister has told me that if I can't wake him up every day, I will use the dagger to cut his thigh..."

"Today... Today I made three strokes, but the Prime Minister still didn't wake up. I, I really can't bring myself to do it anymore!" As soon as he finished speaking, he burst into tears.

Shen Nanxing opened her mouth in surprise, and her fingers trembled as she reached up to her brother's thigh. She could clearly see it was wrapped in thick gauze...

Her eyes immediately filled with tears: "Brother——"

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Wake up... How could this happen? How could this happen..."

Fu Jiuli kicked the boy over and said, "How dare you! How dare you attack the Prime Minister!"

Chang Yang immediately stood up and knelt, tears streaming down his face: "Your Majesty, I deserve to die!"

Shen Nanxing held Fu Jiuli back: "It's none of his business. He has always been loyal. It must be his brother who forced him..."

She turned her gaze to Chang Yang: "What exactly happened? When did it start?"

Chang Yang knew he could no longer hide the truth, so he told everyone everything.

It turned out that the Prime Minister's health had slowly begun to deteriorate since half a year ago. At first, he was sleepy and could never wake up. Later, he gradually slept longer and longer every day.

Then there are hearing, vision, smell, taste... all five senses are gradually weakening...

"Now, the Prime Minister is awake for less than two hours every day..."

Shen Nanxing's whole body was trembling slightly. She looked at her brother lying on the bed, and even her heart ached: "Brother..."

Fu Jiuli ordered, "Leng Ye, immediately go and invite the old doctor Shen and his wife, and ask them to come to the Prime Minister's residence immediately, quickly!"

"Yes!" Leng Ye flashed and disappeared.

Fu Jiuli held his wife's hand and said, "Don't be afraid, Madam. The old doctor and his wife are both highly skilled doctors. They will definitely find a way."

Shen Nanxing shook her head with tears in her eyes: "If they had a way, my brother wouldn't have dragged it on until now..."

"Something must have happened that we don't know about. Brother is hiding it from us..."

"I'm going to wait for my brother to wake up and ask him myself..."

Fu Jiuli gently wiped away her tears: "Okay, I'll wait with you."

Chang Yang quietly left, and the emperor and empress sat quietly beside the bed.

The imperial physician came and left along the way.

After consulting with all the imperial physicians, they only knew that the Prime Minister was in poor health and on the verge of death, but no one could tell the cause of the illness and they all said they were helpless.

An hour later, Shen Ming moved his fingers and then opened his eyes, but he just stared at the ceiling of the bed without saying a word.

Shen Nanxing said in surprise: "Brother, are you awake?"

Shen Ming didn't react at all, still looking at the ceiling, as if he didn't hear anything.

Shen Nanxing was stunned for a moment, then remembered Chang Yang's words and said again in a loud voice: "Brother, are you awake?"

Shen Ming turned around, looking surprised at first, then smiled and said, "Nanxing? Why are you coming to the Prime Minister's Residence in the middle of the night? Tomorrow is Qianqian's full moon banquet!"

Shen Nanxing's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless.

At this moment, the sunlight outside the window was glaring, and in my brother's eyes, it was actually night...

Shen Nanxing adjusted for a long time before controlling himself and speaking in a normal voice: "Brother, I heard that you were sick, so I came to see you overnight..."

"What's wrong with you?" He couldn't help crying as he spoke.

Shen Ming raised his hand, wanting to touch his sister's head as usual, but he only raised it slightly and then put it down again.

He smiled and said, "Nanxing, don't listen to what others say, I'm fine." But his eyes were looking in the direction of Fu Jiuli.

Tears fell silently from Shen Nanxing's eyes, and she looked at Fu Jiuli helplessly.

Fu Jiuli's eyes also turned red. He looked at Shen Ming and said loudly, "Brother, the imperial physician just came to check your pulse and said that you are at the end of your life, but they can't find the cause. What's going on? Tell me, and we will find a solution together."

Shen Ming was stunned, then smiled and said, "Your Majesty, people eat grains and cereals, and they will eventually grow old, get sick and die. I, your servant, have reached my end."

"Nanxing, don't cry. When your brother is gone, your majesty will take care of you, and your brother will be relieved..."

"I don't want it, I don't want it..." Shen Nanxing collapsed. She leaned over and hugged Shen Ming, "Brother, I don't want you to die. You must live well. Please..."

"Ming'er, what's going on?" Madam Wenxiang hurried in from outside the door, panting, followed by the old doctor Shen who was also panting.

Fu Jiuli helped the lady up and said, "Madam, be good and let Madam Wenxiang take a look."

Shen Nanxing moved aside, and Madam Wenxiang immediately stepped forward to examine Shen Ming, but the more she looked, the uglier his expression became: "Old man, come and take a look."

When the old doctor Shen saw the old woman in such a state, his face became serious and he went forward to take her pulse without saying a word.

A quarter of an hour later, the old doctor and his wife looked at each other.

Madam Wenxiang's eyes were slightly red, and she sighed: "Jiuli, Nanxing...we are a couple and can't do anything."