The servants accompanying King Sui in the courtyard rushed over one after another, and the servants directly knocked open the door of King Sui's room.
"Your Majesty, you..."
They thought something had happened to King Sui, but they didn't know that King Sui was still lying on the bed. There was no strange man in black in the room, and there was no scene of any assassination.
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, you all don’t understand what’s going on with King Sui?
You're all right, why are you screaming? Could it be that you're hallucinating again, feeling that your hand is being pinched by the girl brought back by Prince Zhan Yun?
"You idiots, why don't you hurry up and help me!"
King Sui didn't dare to move now. Let alone move, he just gasped. His arms felt as if they were broken into pieces!
Who is that person named An Jiuyue? Why did he feel so painful when he just pinched his wrist? And not just yesterday, but also today!
When the servants heard his yelling and cursing, they shivered with fright and hurriedly ran forward to help him.
But they didn't know that King Sui's arm was starting to hurt again, so they didn't care how hard they started. As soon as they touched King Sui's arm, they heard the scream like a pig being killed again.
"Ah! Let go... let go..."
King Sui's face turned pale as he squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
The servants quickly let go of their hands, not even daring to touch King Sui's body. They didn't know where to start.
"Your Majesty, your hands..."
Yesterday, when I went out with King Sui, the servants who were also beaten by An Jiuyue knew what was going on. It was because their arms hurt again.
But it was obviously fine yesterday, so why does it start to hurt again today?
"Your Majesty, you lie down while I go ask the imperial doctor." One of the servants said immediately.
"Hurry up."
King Sui was weak from pain at this moment, his whole body was limp, and he weakly spoke to urge.
In fact, he didn't dare to exert any force on his whole body, because whenever he exerted force, his arm would hurt so much that it was unbearable and made him want to die.
Soon, Concubine Wen, who had been temporarily kicked out of the palace by the old emperor, got the news and hurried over.
"Sui'er, what's going on with you? Why does it hurt again? Are you hallucinating again?" She still didn't believe that her son's arm really hurt.
Just like what the imperial doctor said, could he be hallucinating again?
After returning to Prince Sui's Mansion yesterday, she was worried. She continuously invited imperial doctors and famous pharmacists from Kyoto to diagnose and treat Prince Sui, but nothing was found.
At first she also suspected whether her son had been poisoned by An Jiuyue, but still nothing was found.
In the end, all the imperial doctors and pharmacists believed that King Sui could not bear the pain and had hallucinations. He would be fine after a sleep, and they prescribed a tranquilizing decoction.
"I drank this soothing decoction and slept for such a long time. How could I still have hallucinations?" She didn't understand and couldn't help but muttered.
King Sui: "..."
He lay on the bed, and as long as he didn't move and inhaled and exhaled gently, his arm didn't hurt that much.
Hearing what his mother-in-law said, he almost became furious. What kind of mother-in-law is she? She doesn't even believe her own son? Does he seem to be a liar?
What an illusion? It was real. His arm really hurt!
