Even if Jiang Nai asked Qiu to sit down and rest for a while while no one was paying attention, and she would cover it up, the other party would not want to, and she would cry very seriously.
At this time, the ladies and ladies who were kneeling here and crying in mourning also noticed the movement not far away.
The Queen Mother came with a group of people in a menacing manner, causing a slight commotion in the crowd.
Many people secretly raised their heads to watch, but did not dare to comment.
Ms. Qiu whispered, "Nana."
Jiang Nai said "Yeah" and patted her mother's arm comfortingly, "It's okay, Mom."
She had already seen clearly who the young man held by the Queen Mother was.
This slightly dark and thin boy was none other than the little beggar Jiang Nai saw on the street that day and was captured by the sergeants.
After the little beggar was washed, he had a rather delicate face. Judging from his facial features, he did look a bit like the emperor.
The Queen Mother showed her cards to the ministers at this time, and she was obviously well prepared.
Jiang Nai lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.
She has no interest in fighting for power.
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Station
King Mingxuan walked back and forth in the living room, frowning deeply.
Seeing two old doctors with gray beards walking out carrying medicine boxes, he quickly went to greet them and asked, "How is the situation in Zhaoyang?"
The old doctors were afraid to salute, "Princess, she is in good health."
"How could Anhao be so sleepy all this time??" Before the old doctor could finish speaking, King Mingxuan interrupted angrily.
Zhaoyang's situation has gotten worse and worse these past two days. Not only did he sleep endlessly all day and night, he also kept talking nonsense.
Occasionally, I would wake up in a panic. I would huddle on the bed, as if I saw some ghost, and keep muttering "Don't come here."
Another old doctor pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, I feel that the princess's symptoms clearly seem to be possessed by an evil spirit."
"Possessed??" King Mingxuan looked at the doctor with a strange expression.
This is actually the best doctor in the city?
They talk nonsense and are quacks! If they can’t diagnose and treat the disease, they blame the patient’s symptoms on the evil spirits.
Zhaoyang was fine all the time, until he left Shangjing City and approached Fulong Pass...
etc!
Have you left Shangjing?
King Mingxuan's eyes darkened, as if he had thought of something, Da Ma Jin Dao sat down on the chair next to him.
Di Cangyu took a few steps forward and said, "Your Highness, do you have any clues?"
Zhaoyang's illness was violent and strange, and it felt very sudden.
"Do you think it could be the regent's fault?"
Di Cangyu was stunned, "Why did Shen Yi target Princess Zhaoyang?"
King Mingxuan thought about it, Zhaoyang was just a willful girl, and Shen Yi couldn't be so boring in that position.
And how did he drug Zhaoyang and harm him like this?
"It must have been poisoned, but those quack doctors couldn't detect it."
"We can't waste time in this small town, we have to go back to Beijing immediately."
There must be a famous doctor in the Kyoto city of the Jin Empire who can diagnose Zhaoyang's problem.
Di Cangyu nodded, turned around and arranged for his entourage to pack their bags and prepare to hit the road as soon as possible.
However, there was always a shadow of impatience in King Mingxuan's heart, and from time to time he recalled the little girl's eyes that contained mockery and a faint sneer.
Could it be that he thinks too much?
Although because of His Highness King Zhao, Princess Zhaoyang had repeatedly opposed the little girl.
Could it be that the other party has a grudge?
But there's still the same problem. For such a hidden disease, even more than a dozen doctors can't find it out.