After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 221 The illness was induced, making a big fuss at the enthronement ceremony
In fact, this statement also speaks the voice of most people.

Your Majesty is very good at governing the country, but this mood of uncertainty is really hard to guard against, and it is embarrassing to be brutal.

The smell of gunpowder between King Qi and His Majesty has not lasted for a day or two. Everyone knows what they know, and no one dares to agree.

Those urgent questions made Yan Yunxiao's anger well up, and his dull chest was filled with pain.

He threw the scabbard in his left hand on the ground just like that. He stretched out his hand to cover his chest, took two steps back, and pursed his thin lips tightly without saying a word.

A fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and he forcibly suppressed it.

King Qi said reluctantly, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you, why do you look so bad?"

"Could it be that you have a stubborn illness? Why don't you find an imperial doctor to have a look?"

The volume suddenly increased, and the ritual official who was thrown down the steps was also supported to stand up, and he no longer dared to get too close.

King Qi's words diverted everyone's attention to Yan Yunxiao's face, his complexion was as pale as paper, and one could tell from just a glance that his complexion was indeed extremely bad.

If King Qi hadn't interrupted him, Yan Yunxiao put his sword back into its sheath, and this grand ceremony would come to an end.

But right now he is not in a good state, the strong and thick aroma lingers around him, the nerves in Chong's head are beating wildly, and the dizziness after another makes him a little untenable.

The aroma poured into his nostrils, and Yan Yunxiao even had a greasy feeling, as if he had fallen into a sticky swamp, and he couldn't find a trace of sobriety.

At this moment, the body instinctively enters a state of vigilance and defense.

Seeing King Qi approaching him proudly and contemptuously, he couldn't help but take two steps back, his chest heaving rapidly revealed his state.

"Go away!"

He swung Long Yuan suddenly, and gave a low reprimand to King Qi.

The voice was cold and harsh, but there was not enough energy in it, and even the deterrent effect was a little bit less.

Many people present could see that Yan Yunxiao's physical condition was not good, and couldn't help whispering, only those who were close could truly feel His Majesty's haggardness.

Some people leaned towards Yan Yunxiao, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"Your Majesty's health is very important!"

Someone suggested it.

Hearing that the imperial physician was invited, Yan Yunxiao's body suddenly tensed up, frowning and reprimanded, "What kind of imperial physician should I invite?" He was very resistant to this.

After finishing speaking, he ignored King Qi's face looking at him with a half-smile, glanced at the ceremony officer, and said darkly, "Continue."

When the ritual officer read out the final speech, the grand ceremony was just over.

The ceremonial officer understood the eagerness in Yan Yunxiao's tone, and quickly responded, picked up the scroll again and was about to continue, but King Qi took a step forward, seemingly supporting him.

"Your Majesty, your body can't even stand still, you should ask an imperial physician to take a look at it first!"

His volume was raised very high, wishing that everyone present could notice Yan Yunxiao's abnormality at the moment.

Yan Yunxiao took a step back, then swung the Longyuan sword in his hand, forcing him to take two steps back.

At this time, his aura was chaotic and disorganized, and the steps of his actions were also very vain.

King Qi's voice made Yan Yunxiao's deepest fear come to the fore. He was afraid of being discovered by others. He had such a strange disease, which would turn him into a lunatic.

He wanted to speak, but when he opened his lips, the fishy sweetness surged up from his throat, and Yan Yunxiao choked out a mouthful of blood, spraying it on King Qi's body in pain.

King Qi was wearing a crescent-white brocade robe, and the blood stained his clothes looked very eye-catching.

He was obviously stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he chuckled from the bottom of his heart.

But soon, he hid his joy and exclaimed in horror, "Your Majesty, you vomited blood!"

The ceremony officer also froze on the spot, looking at Yan Yunxiao at a loss.

Your Majesty is already like this, will this ceremony continue?
When the rest of the people heard King Qi's words, they all exclaimed, and moved forward for a certain distance, their eyes fell on Yan Yunxiao with concern.

In the eyes of everyone, Yan Yunxiao's complexion was pale and frightening, and under his phoenix eyes was a large haggard gray ash. He held his chest, bowed his back slightly, and held the Long Yuan Sword in his right hand, which was his only support on the ground.

His eyes did not have the ruthlessness of the past, only gloomy and dazed, with a bit of panic.

Under such gaze, Yan Yunxiao's body trembled unconsciously, and he subconsciously frantically searched for the figure who could bring him a sense of security in the crowd.

As the pair of eyes looked over, the fear in Yan Yunxiao's heart gradually magnified, he backed away as if evading, turned around and was about to run away from here.

No, he didn't see Su Jiu'er.

Instead, I saw a pair of looking at him, all eyes were unabashedly full of curiosity, doubt, speculation, and intriguing gloating.

The queen mother was also stunned, Yan Yunxiao is sick?Looks pretty serious.

Why is there no news at all, it's so good to hide it.

Following the movement of Yan Yunxiao's departure, no one understood why, many people had already stood up, rushed towards Yan Yunxiao, and kept asking questions.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

"Your Majesty is sick? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Who knows, look at this bloody vomit, I'm afraid the heart and lungs are already sick, and the internal organs have been damaged, right?"

General Douhu stood up with the crowd and chased him in his direction. General Ziling was sent by Yan Yunxiao on a mission and was not waiting by his side. He naturally had to shoulder the responsibility of protecting His Majesty's life.

All this happened too fast, and the scene became chaotic in an instant.

Ji Chuan didn't know when he had arrived in front of the Longhua Hall with a cat, and shrank behind several eunuchs. Everyone's eyes were on Yan Yunxiao, and no one noticed him at all.

The two court ladies held the palm fans used for the guard of honor on both sides, and for a moment wondered whether they should leave with His Majesty.

Ji Chuan pushed towards the maid, and heard a cry of surprise, the girl staggered and fell forward, and the palm fan in her hand slammed straight in the direction of Yan Yunxiao.

The palm fan is not very heavy, the material on top is just light feathers, but the fan surface is slightly larger, it looks very dignified, and it naturally has a certain sense of oppression when it is pressed down.

Especially Yan Yunxiao at this moment, like a wounded prey, his nerves tense and his chest heaves violently when he sees the fan smashing towards him.

When he swung his sword, the fan was directly cut by Yan Yunxiao, and it was damaged under Longyuan.

This blow consumed most of his strength, and he was dizzy in his head, so he could only prop up the Longyuan sword and kneel on the ground on one knee.

There was another burst of noisy exclamations around, concerned, but more doubtful inquiries.

The only two clear words in his mind were escape.

But such an environment also raised his fear to a stage where he became angry from embarrassment.

Someone tried to get close to him, but Yan Yunxiao threw them away vigilantly and angrily. His tightly locked sword eyebrows gave people a sense of distance. After being thrown away, everyone only dared to surround him, but no one dared to move away stepped forward.

You must know that the Longyuan sword held by His Majesty is not fake, if one accidentally cuts it, I am afraid that his life will be lost.

(End of this chapter)