Yifang and Xia Jie rushed back to Longyang Palace without stopping, immediately ordered all the imperial doctors to come in, and sent people to immediately bring back Murong Yi who was training in the suburbs of Beijing.
Xia Jie had a strong mind. After sleeping deeply in the carriage for a while, when he returned to Longyang Palace, his consciousness had returned. He forced himself to lean on the bedside and ordered the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat him, no matter what treatment the imperial doctor had.
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Xia Jie did this because he was worried that if he was seriously injured, even if he did not die, if there was even the slightest chance, Concubine Shu and Concubine Zhen, who were temporarily in power in the palace, would take advantage of him and punish her for the crime of regicide.
Xia Jie was assassinated on her way back to Douhou's Mansion. She, a crazy concubine who had been crazy for a long time, suddenly woke up. In addition, Dou Yi's heart-wrenching incident happened at Dou's house. It was too difficult to pin the crime on her.
Too easy.
pity!
She is no longer the Dou Yifang she used to be, let alone the Dou Yifang who slept in a corner!
In the past, she adhered to her principles and never harmed human life, but what she gained was that her children were repeatedly plotted against, and her body and mind were repeatedly tortured. She finally understood that things in the world
, especially in matters in the palace, either you die or I live!
"Yifang."
Hearing Xia Jie's gasping voice, Yi Fang hurriedly held Xia Jie's hand. Seeing the cold sweat on his forehead, he felt a pain in his heart. He held back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes and wiped his sweat.
"Your Majesty, nothing will happen to you."
Xia Jie squeezed out a smile and looked at the bright-eyed woman in front of him. Her eyes were finally all about him. He had no regrets. He did not dodge that sword. He tried his best to inflict this wound.
He was willing to be injured, but he was willing to sacrifice his life as long as he could make Yifang forgive him and stand by his side again.
But at this moment, he had to do one last thing for his Yifang.
"Yifang, jade pendant."
Yi Fang followed the direction of Xia Jie's finger and looked at his waist. When he saw the piece of dragon jade, Chu Chu was startled. He quickly understood and put the jade pendant in Xia Jie's palm, but Xia Jie gave it away again.
returned her hand.
Touching the jade pendant with his fingers, Xia Jie felt something cold. Xia Jie smiled slightly and was extremely glad that he had given the jade pendant to Yifang.
"Yifang, this is Long Jade, the witness of my identity. If... if something happens to me, you take this jade... and find Murong Yi. He will take you to the Xishan Camp, where there are one hundred thousand of my relatives.
The guards... they will definitely be able to protect you."
"No!"
Yifang couldn't bear it any longer and covered Xia Jie's lips with one hand, her expression extremely firm. There were tears in her eyes, but there was a smile on her lips.
"Xia Jie, listen, if you leave me again this time, I will never forgive you, ever."
"Yifang..."
Xia Jie sighed, and those crystal clear eyes washed by tears were engraved in his bones and blood. At this moment, the blood in his heart seemed to be blocked by something, making him feel painful.
"Yifang, don't cry. If I don't leave you, if I don't leave you, how can I let you go? How can I let you go?"
Xia Jie touched Yifang's face and gently coaxed her, "Yifang, don't cry anymore. I won't talk anymore. Okay, okay."
Yi Fang bit his lip and nodded dully. Seeing Xia Jie getting weaker and weaker, he looked at the hilt of the sword on his chest and said to the imperial doctor behind him who had been waiting for a long time: "You guys do it."
The imperial doctors looked at each other with hesitation.
This sword came with a fierce force, piercing through the chest. None of them were sure that after drawing the sword, they could stop the emperor's bleeding quickly. If the blood loss was too fast, wouldn't it be their fault for killing the king? If he didn't cure it, it would also be a death sentence.
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So, everyone was waiting, waiting for someone who couldn't bear the situation and stood up.
Seeing this situation, Yi Fang sneered and said angrily: "You are paid royal salaries and should be loyal to the emperor. But when things come to pass, you dare to blame each other. If you delay the emperor's illness, I will kill you first."
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Hearing these words, the imperial doctors were astonished and looked up at Yi Fang. They only looked at the charming and beautiful woman in front of them, with a fierce and murderous look. She was on par with the former emperor, and they were suddenly shocked.
Concubine Yi, Concubine Yi, suddenly woke up from madness. Although she has the same face, her noble aura is better than before. Concubine Yi in the past always had a gentleness in her body, but now Concubine Yi is clearly able to
Sit down and make a decision.
The imperial doctors suddenly started fighting in their hearts.
Now there is only Concubine Yi in the Longyang Palace. No matter whether the emperor can be good or not in the end, Concubine Yi will decide to kill them at this time. It is indeed a cheap thing. It is better to listen to Concubine Yi. If the bet wins, Concubine Yi will be the emperor.
Favorite concubine, just seeing how the emperor arranged an escape route for Concubine Yi when he was in danger, we can see how important Concubine Yi is in the heart of the emperor. After curing the emperor, Concubine Yi can naturally hold them safe.
Thinking of this, several imperial doctors stood up and prepared hemostatic medicine and acupuncture silver needles. Yi Fang watched their movements and looked extremely calm, but Xia Jie noticed that the hand in his palm was trembling all the time.
, continues to cool down.
"Empress, Your Majesty, this is the time to draw the sword. The ministers and others are going to give the Emperor acupuncture and bandage the moment he draws the sword. So..."
The imperial doctor's hesitation made Yifang instantly understand what they meant. They wanted her to draw the sword!
No matter whether you are preparing medicine or treating, you can always have clever words at the end. Especially if Xia Jie has an accident, the successor must be Xia Yunshen. Xia Yunshen will probably be grateful to them for killing Xia Jie, but in the end it will always be
Find someone to take responsibility, and the one who draws the sword is the best candidate.
Once Xia Jie had an accident, they could put the blame on the person who drew the sword, saying that he used too much force, causing the bleeding to stop. The imperial doctors all knew that, and she naturally knew that the imperial doctors wanted her to do it.
She also understood this scapegoat who was most likely to be sacrificed.
Yifang understood this, and of course Xia Jie also understood it. He was furious and said angrily: "Wantless!"
As soon as Xia Jie stood up and struggled, the imperial doctors shrank back and knelt down, not daring to raise their heads to face the emperor's anger.
"you……"
"I'll draw the sword."
"Yifang!"
Xia Jie kept coughing, but Yifang smiled softly, like the mountain spring water, his eyes brightened, he looked at Xia Jie tenderly, and sat him down on the bed with a calm expression.
"Your Majesty, I will draw your sword for you."
"Yifang, no."
Xia Jie suddenly tried his best to hold onto Yi Fang's slowly moving wrist, his eyes were red, and he shook his head, "Yifang, you can't, you have to know."
Yi Fang covered Xia Jie's lips with his free hand, and said with a warm smile: "I know, it's me who knows, so I must be the one to draw the sword."
Ahem, this is the first update. I can’t go any faster than this. If you think it’s slow, just wait until it’s finished. Amen, wait, I’ll continue updating right away.