Not long after, the eunuch took Yan Qingyi to Jinghong Hall.

    Yan Qingyi hesitated for a while at the door, and finally clenched her teeth and entered the hall daringly.

    Before she saw the emperor, she felt that the air in the hall was full of majesty, so she couldn''t help slowing down.

    Sitting in front of the couch was a young man dressed in bright yellow uniforms, with a purple-gold crown inlaid with jade on his head. His impeccably perfect face has thick black eyebrows, the brows reveal heroic spirit, the lips are pressed together, revealing a arrogant look, the two hook lines under the straight nose make his face even more prominent. Perseverance and strong spirit.

    His body exudes the breath of an emperor, and his long and narrow eyes oppress everyone''s heart with a domineering, arrogant, and powerful aura. An obvious awe-inspiring aura makes the temperature of the entire room drop several degrees. .

    Before Yan Qingyi got close to him, she already felt cold sweat from her vest. This Yuchiyan is worthy of being the emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and his aura is much more terrifying than the male protagonist of the two tasks she has done before!

    This time, she finally understood why Young Master Aman was begging for death!

    Staying with such a person, let alone freedom, even if he doesn''t let you move, you don''t dare to move, that domineering breath really makes it difficult to breathe!

    Yan Qingyi shivered and walked in front of Yuchi Yan with her head lowered. Her knees had long since stopped obeying her orders, and with a plop, she knelt down in front of him.

    "Small...small...see the emperor!" Yan Qingyi felt that her tongue was knotted, and her palms were sweating so nervously, she didn''t dare to lift the other end.

    This is the hardest task.

    Why did she choose to die in the first place?

    Isn''t this a deliberate attempt to find unpleasantness for oneself?

    "You said that Aman has tuberculosis?" Yuchiyan''s face did not show the slightest expression, the chill emanating from his whole body was like the arrival of a god, causing Yan Qingyi to tremble.

    "Yes... yes!" Yan Qingyi replied in a trembling voice.

    "Raise your head." Yuchi Yan said coldly and faintly.

    "Ah?" Yan Qingyi was stunned, and then slowly raised her head.

    Although this head was raised, she didn''t dare to look at Yu Chi Yan, but turned her eyes to the body of Young Master Ah Man next to her.

    Young Master Aman is probably also very afraid of Yuchiyan, otherwise, why is his eyes full of fear when he looks at Yuchiyan?

    Yuchi Yan saw that her forehead was sweating, and her aura slightly restrained.

    "Can he be cured?" Yuchi Yan asked.

    "Yes." Yan Qingyi swallowed, "Don''t worry, Your Majesty, Young Master Aman will definitely be cured."

    "This is a terminal illness, are you sure?" Yuchi Yan said sternly.

    "Ah?" Only then did Yan Qingyi dare to look at Yuchiyan and nodded, "Younger is sure, but Young Master Aman is relatively weak now, so he needs to be conditioned first, and in two months, he will be guaranteed to be alive and well. "

    Yuchi Yan was relieved to hear her say this, but soon, his aura picked up again.

    "If you cure him, I will promise you a condition. If you can''t cure him, don''t talk about you, the whole hospital will be buried with you!"

    Yan Qingyi was shocked.

    This Nima really is like a tiger with the king!

    terrible!

    After Yan Qingyi wiped her sweat secretly, she replied angrily, "The little one will definitely live up to his trust, and he will definitely heal Young Master Aman''s illness."

    "This is the best." Yuchi Yan waved his hand, his expression always arrogant, "Go back."

    "Yes, I''m going to retire." Yan Qingyi stood up, bowed her hands and saluted, like hiding from the god of plague, and left the hall in a single puff.