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Chapter 25 Am I Dying?

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Sure enough, Chu Mingcui saw the Emperor's face darken.

Chu Mingcui was relieved. Although the Supreme Emperor loved the King of Chu, it was because of this love that he asked Yuan Qingling to stay in the palace to attend to his illness. Unfortunately, Yuan Qingling was a self-righteous idiot and could not be used for much purpose.

Seeing that the Supreme Emperor looked unhappy, the imperial doctor quickly took the medicine and turned to go out.

The Supreme Emperor said angrily: "Why don't you bring the medicine over quickly? Didn't you hear Princess Chu say that she wants to drink medicine?"

Everyone was stunned and looked at Yuan Qingling.

Especially Chu Mingcui's face suddenly changed, and she couldn't believe her ears.

Yuan Qingling lowered her head. She really didn't want to say this, but it would be suspicious if the Supreme Emperor got better without taking medicine.

Emperor Ming Yuan looked happy, "Why don't you bring it back quickly?"

From last night to now, Emperor Ming Yuan finally took a look at Yuan Qing Ling, and it was with approval.

The Emperor drank the medicine in one breath, which showed that he was really afraid of hardship. After drinking the medicine, his face was all piled up together. The Queen Mother hurriedly handed him the candied fruit, which made his face look better.

Yu Wenhao glanced at Yuan Qingling with complicated eyes. This situation did not make him relieved, but only made him more worried. The imperial grandfather actually listened to her words. Could it be that her conspiracy had succeeded?

The Emperor drank the medicine, and the Queen Mother was also very happy. She called Yuan Qingling over and praised her a few words. Even Prince Rui, who was always taciturn, praised Yuan Qingling.

Although the queen also smiled, her smile was very heavy. It seemed that Ming Cui's worry was not unreasonable.

Emperor Ming Yuan put down his government affairs and came here specifically to take care of him. Although the Emperor was getting better, he was still worried. After all, yesterday the entire Imperial Hospital said that the Emperor was almost exhausted.

However, the Supreme Emperor obviously did not want them to serve him, so he asked Emperor Ming Yuan and Prince Rui to go back.

Before Emperor Ming Yuan left this time, he said to Yuan Qing: "While there are many people during the day, you should go and sleep first."

"Yes!" Yuan Qing Ling Fushen said.

She went out to the outer hall and prepared to take a nap, but Eunuch Chang came over and told her that he had arranged for her to rest in the Xinuang Pavilion. He also ordered the palace maid to bring a change of clothes, trauma medicine, and prepare hot water.

Yuan Qingling was a little surprised.

Eunuch Chang said calmly: "The Emperor has ordered that Aunt Xi will come over and give you medicine in a while. Aunt Xi has served the Emperor for many years and won't talk too much. Princess, don't worry."

Although Eunuch Chang's attitude was still normal, Yuan Qingling felt like she wanted to cry.

Went to the Xinuang Pavilion, and after a while, the palace maid came in with hot water, followed by a nanny in gray clothes, about fifty years old, wearing a smart bun, with drooped eyebrows and mouth corners.

It looked very majestic.

"Happy mama!" Yuan Qing greeted him with courtesy. The people around the Supreme Emperor were half masters.

"Get out!" Aunt Xi said to the maid next to her.

"Yes!" Palace Maid Fu Shen retreated.

Aunt Xi didn't say anything and said to Yuan Qing: "Old slave, wait for the princess to take off her clothes."

As she spoke, she took out several bottles of medicinal powder from her sleeve pocket and placed them next to the Arhat's bed.

The patient had no dignity, so Yuan Qingling allowed her to take off her clothes and lie on the bed.

She heard Grandma Xi take a breath of air.

Hearing the sound of scissors, Aunt Xi was cutting the strips of cloth binding her wound. Heart-wrenching pain came through her, and she couldn't help but hold her fists.

"If the princess can't help it, just bite the bedclothes." Aunt Xi's voice contained a hint of deep sadness.

"Yeah!" Yuan Qingling bit her hand.

It hurts, it really hurts, I have never experienced such sharp tearing pain in my life.

Tears of grievance and pain overflowed.

The door was pushed open quickly, and someone walked quickly.

Yuan Qingling was startled. She knew who it was by the sound of footsteps. She pulled up the quilt to cover her body, but Aunt Xi suppressed her hand and said calmly: "This is King Chu, don't move!"

Only the King of Chu is coming to cover him up!

Yu Wenhao didn't expect that Aunt Xi was here. He couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to ask for details, but he happened to see Aunt Xi healing her wounds.

The anger and questions in his heart suddenly choked in his throat.

Touching her injury, his eyes darkened.

On the back, thighs, buttocks, wherever the cloth strips were cut, there was a mess of flesh and blood, oozing with blood.

Her injuries were really not dealt with.

Yuan Qingling could have held back her tears, but, being stared at naked by him, the embarrassment was more unbearable than the pain, and she cried silently.

Drop by drop, she bit the back of her hand, not daring to cry out, but she could not control her shoulders.

Yu Wenhao's anger slowly dissipated. At this time, he was not thinking about her plotting against him in the princess palace, but what she said in anger in the side hall yesterday, and what she seemed to have been forced to do.

At the end, the madness has to fight back.

The ferocity at that time was in sharp contrast to the fragility and crying now.

After finishing cutting the strips of cloth, Aunt Xi said to King Chu calmly: "Excuse me, Your Majesty, could you please pass me the hot towel?"

Yu Wenhao turned his head and saw a basin of hot water next to him. He took a towel, soaked it in the water, twisted it dry and handed it over.

"Wipe it!" said Aunt Xi.

Yu Wenhao didn't move and frowned. The wound was almost impossible to treat, and the most important thing was that he didn't want to touch this woman.

Aunt Xi sighed and took it, "The flesh of the human heart is the work of the flesh, Your Majesty!"

Yu Wenhao was brought up by his grandma, so he didn't dare to argue, but his face turned green and red.

Wiping it gently with the towel, Yuan Qingling trembled all over and sobbed in her throat. This sound was more pitiful than crying.

"How did you survive this injury? It lasted a day and a night." Aunt Xi sighed, raised her head and glanced at Yu Wenhao, "If you don't wash the wound, you can just apply powder, right?"

Yu Wenhao took the medicinal powder and sprinkled it on Yuan Qingling's large wound. The skin and flesh were still moist, but after spreading the medicinal powder, it seemed much drier.

However, the entire wound looked even more mottled and scary because it was stained with white powder.

Yuan Qingling started coughing, and she could hardly stop coughing. Her whole body arched up and tears came out of her eyes. In the panic, she did not forget to cover her chest with clothes. She was embarrassed and pitiful.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The blood was sprinkled on the plain white pillow, like a big red peony in bloom.

Aunt Xi's face changed and she looked up at Yu Wenhao, "You..."

When the words came to her lips, she knew that this was her beloved child, and she couldn't bear to scold her. She just shook her head and said, "Suffer it. Which princess has to suffer such a crime? What heinous crime has she committed?"

"I'm about to die, right?" Yuan Qingling knew it was because of the Zijin Tang. She didn't know what it was, but the continuous vomiting of blood was probably because of the Zijin Tang. At that time, her grandma and Lu Ya fed her

When she ate it, she realized that the purple gold soup was poisonous.

She grabbed Yu Wenhao's sleeves, her pale face raised slightly, and there was a trace of bright red at the corner of her mouth. Such force made her grit her teeth in pain. She looked at Yu Wenhao with an almost crazy determination in her eyes, "Please, please...

One thing, if you divorce me before I die, I will never be the Princess of Chu."
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