บท 865: Treating the Empress’s Illness (2)

The Emperor hugged his head in bitterness, and his eyes were filled with anguish as he stared at the beautiful woman lying on the bed and completely lacking color on her face. "I ought to accept my fate. The Empress's illness cannot be diagnosed and treated, so how can I desire for her recovery?"

Jian Chengwen also turned taciturn. Initially, after witnessing Yun Luofeng curing Xuan Tian's illness without difficulty, he naturally had huge hopes of the Empress being cured, but right now he sank into despair.

Even so, Jian Chengwen feared that Yun Luofeng would feel guilty, so he raised his hands to pat her shoulders. "Xiao Luofeng, you did your best, this is your Aunt Xue's fate."

Jian Chengwen seemed to have used up his entire energy to speak the last sentence, causing him to become weak and powerless, as if he would collapse on the ground anytime.

Yun Luofeng glanced at him. "Did I say I was unable to cure her?"