She only roughly checked Feng Wuya's pulse. She didn't yet know the specific extent of his disease.
However, heart disease was a terminal disease in ancient times, but in modern times, it is not so difficult to treat.
"By the way, Wuchenzi also said back then that there is another possibility..."
"What's possible?" Chu Qianli's heart of gossip was inexplicably ignited.
I am very curious about Wuchenzi.
He's a fair-minded person, but he doesn't know what kind of person he is.
Fulong thought for a while and then said: "I heard that when Wuchenzi gave Prince Xiaoyao his life, he said that he would not live to be twenty-five unless..."
"unless?"
"Yes, unless." Fulong nodded.
Many people in the palace knew this legend.
He has worked beside the emperor for so many years, and he knows a lot about the legends and secret history of the royal family.
"Unless what?" Chu Qianli looked curious.
Fulong shrugged and shook his head: "He didn't say."
Chu Qianli almost rolled her eyes.
If I hadn't been in a bad mood recently, I would have really wanted to curse.
However, after seeing Fulong tonight, my depressed heart finally regained some brightness.
People always need friends.
Without friends, it will be difficult to move forward.
"Forget it, I will give it to him when I have a chance in the future..."
But when I think about it, I feel a little ridiculous.
A doctor's job is to save lives and heal the wounded.
But this royal family didn't hurt her deeply enough?
"I know you have deep resentment towards the royal family, but," Fulong looked at her with a sincere expression, "Prince Xiaoyao is different from the rest of the royal family."
"He came out quietly, stayed aloof from the world, and was a good person."
"Yeah." But she just nodded and didn't express her position.
Whether we want to save Feng Wuya or not will be discussed later.
What's more, he is a member of the royal family.
As for the royal family, many people had strong opinions about her, and they might not allow her to seek treatment.
Thinking so much, what to do?
"Fulong, there is no one around me." Feng Wuya dropped the topic.
Fulong also knew that she was bullied like this by the royal family.
It would be difficult for her to save members of the royal family.
However, the heart palpitations that even Wuchenzi was helpless to deal with, even if Ah Li took action, might not be able to cure them.
If the disease cannot be cured, or the person's condition becomes more serious, he will be charged with the disease.
It is also good to be wise and protect yourself.
"I will help you arrange it, but Prince Xuan is not that easy to deceive. You still have to be careful in everything."
"Okay." Chu Qianli nodded, then suddenly remembered something and took out a small thing from the bracelet.
"Fu Long, let me give you something."
"What is this?" Fulong took it and couldn't understand.
"Recorder."
...After introducing Fulong to the use of the recording pen, Fulong took the small pen and left with great interest.
Ah Li always has so many novel things, and every one of them is so addictive.
With this voice recorder, you won’t even need notes when communicating in the future.
I'm not afraid that my secret will be known.
After all, the steps to unlock the voice recorder are a bit cumbersome and most people will never be able to figure it out.
After sending Fulong away, Chu Qianli fell on the bed and fell asleep soon after.
Until, I clearly felt a cold air approaching my face.
She suddenly opened her eyes.
Dressed in black, he was a bit out of tune with his usual style.
"Does the prince also want to rob the prison?" She yawned and then sat up leisurely.
"You don't have anything to say to me?" Feng Yexuan stood beside her bed.
When I arrived, there was no movement at all.
That cold aura, if it had been anyone else, he would have been frightened crazy.
"Prince Xiaoyao suffered from heart palpitations and I happened to meet him, so..."
"Did you know he had heart palpitations?"
"I'm a doctor. I can tell you when you take a pulse."
Her attitude of explaining so sincerely was indeed somewhat beyond Feng Yexuan's expectations.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at her face.
This face was calm, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction or resentment.
"Is this king really not angry at all for leaving you behind?"
"At that time, Prince Xiaoyao's condition was urgent. It is understandable that you rushed to take him back for treatment."
Chu Qianli opened the quilt, got off the bed, and put on her boots.
"What's more, you know that there are people from Fulong in the prison, and Fulong will definitely not let me suffer."
"So, it is reasonable and reasonable to settle the matter with Prince Xiaoyao first and then take me away later."
"You know very well that I will definitely come and take you away." Feng Yexuan stared at her clothes.
Although his clothes were a little wrinkled, he was neatly dressed and was obviously ready to leave at any time.
This woman... He couldn't tell how he was feeling at this moment.
I'm not happy that she knows everything about everything and can even figure out his thoughts.
But because of her wisdom, when getting along with her, there is no need for explanations and no unnecessary nonsense.
It is indeed very comfortable to get along with him.
I don't know whether I am happy or unhappy, but it doesn't matter anymore.
He turned and walked outside.
Chu Qianli followed him, swaggering out of the prison.
When the jailers saw the prince, they all trembled.
The prince comes to rob the prison, should he stop it or let it go?
In the end, of course it will be allowed to go, who dares to stop it?
Unless the emperor gives a death order, otherwise...it would be better not to get involved in the matter between the father and his son.
Just go and report it to Eunuch Qing.
Feng Yexuan took Chu Qianli out of the prison and then left the palace.
The journey was smooth and smooth.
He mounted his horse and held out his hand to her.
Chu Qianli put her hand into his, and he gently pulled her and jumped onto the horse.
A gust of evening wind blew, and Chu Qianli couldn't help but shrink back.
The wind in late autumn is beginning to feel chilly.
Feng Yexuan opened his robe and wrapped her in it.
Looking down, you can see her palm-sized face, glowing softly under the dim moonlight.
"Are you really not angry?"
"I'm just a little helpless."
"So, you're still angry?"
Chu Qianli frowned slightly, raised her head, and met his gaze: "Your Majesty, what do you want me to say?"
Feng Yexuan didn't know what he wanted her to say.
Instead of being angry, he felt unhappy, as if this woman didn't care at all about his attitude towards her.
But if she is angry, he will still feel uncomfortable because she does not understand him.
"When did the prince start to become so sentimental?" She couldn't help but sigh.
"Should I sigh with emotion, by your side, I am with you like a tiger?"
He said nothing and his face remained cold.
As soon as he pinched the horse's belly, the horse immediately galloped away like an arrow.
Not long after, they arrived at a certain mansion.
Chu Qianli raised his head and glanced, a trace of surprise flashing across his eyes.
Feng Yexuan brought her here, which was a bit surprising.
