It seems that if the blood is messed up, one's identity will be greatly compromised or God's blessing will be lost.
Yuan Qingling did not answer the queen's words. In fact, she was exhausted and almost collapsed.
The queen became more and more angry when she saw that she was ignoring him, but the emperor believed her and there was nothing she could do.
On the fifth day in the palace, Xu felt pity from heaven and saw that Yuan Qingling was almost dying, and finally the eighth prince's condition improved greatly.
He really woke up. He opened his eyes and kept looking at Yuan Qingling.
Yuan Qingling smiled and backed away.
The queen rushed towards him, hugged him and cried heartily.
The maid came to help the queen away, and the imperial doctor stepped forward. Finally, she happily said to Emperor Ming Yuan: "It's stable, it's stable."
Emperor Ming Yuan dismissed everyone, leaving only Yuan Qing Ling in the palace.
The queen was very puzzled, but she could only go out according to the order and wait outside.
Yuan Qingling's heart was beating wildly.
He knew that the emperor wanted to make a final verification.
This verification may be because he still doesn't believe Lao Wu.
Or maybe, he wants to completely clear Lao Wu's innocence.
But no matter what, you have to ask.
What she was worried about was that the Eighth Prince had just woken up, did he still have that memory? And was his memory confused?
Emperor Ming Yuan's hand caressed the eighth prince's face, even doting on him, "Good boy, does it still hurt?"
"It hurts!" the Eighth Prince said, his voice was very low and he had no strength at all.
"Be good, bear with me for a moment, it won't hurt anymore." Emperor Ming Yuan comforted him.
"It hurts!" the Eighth Prince still said.
Emperor Ming Yuan looked back at Yuan Qingling, "Is there any painkiller?"
"I gave it to you," Yuan Qingling said.
Emperor Ming Yuan held the eighth prince's hand and said, "Did you hear that? I gave him painkillers and the pain will go away in a while."
The Eighth Prince remained silent and turned to look at Yuan Qingling.
Yuan Qingling moved a little closer and gave him an encouraging look.
Emperor Ming Yuan then asked softly: "Chang'er, tell my father who hurt you?"
The Eighth Prince frowned and thought for a moment. His pale face was almost transparent and fragile, like a human figure made of sand.
"Fifth brother..."
When these two words came out from his lips, Yuan Qingling was so shocked that his head exploded, his heart suddenly jumped into the air, suspended, and he couldn't even control his breathing.
Emperor Ming Yuan's expression remained unchanged and he continued to encourage softly, "Well, what's wrong with fifth brother?"
The Eighth Prince said: "I stretched out my hand to grab the fifth brother. If it wasn't the fifth brother, Xiao Dezi fell down and I started bleeding."
He retracted his hand and touched his wound, with tears in his eyes, "It hurts."
Yuan Qingling almost fell to the ground. Hey, what you said is that if you don't work hard enough, you will be scared to death.
Emperor Ming Yuan comforted him with a smile, "Okay, the imperial doctor also has a Purple Gold Pill. My father ordered someone to take it for you. It's been a few days and I can take another one. This Purple Gold Pill was given by your ninth brother."
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"Ninth Brother!" The Eighth Prince's voice rose slightly, "Ninth Brother, I want Ninth Brother."