Yuan Qingling looked at her, "What discomfort are you referring to?"
Her body was in various discomforts now, but she was under high pressure. She had no time to feel it, but when she sat down or lay down, she still felt that her internal organs were rolled together, which was worse than the discomfort of the wounds.
His grandma shook her head, "Actually, I don't know the details. Perhaps Master Tang or Guard Xu will know better. I only know that after taking Zijin Decoction, it will damage the internal organs. At first, vomiting blood, coughing, and panic will occur.
Dreams and other situations. Previously, a servant secretly took out the antiques of the palace and sold them. He refused to admit it and even hit the wall and committed suicide. Master Tang gave him purple gold soup. He later confessed, and he died in about half a month.
Gone."
Yuan Qingling was frightened when she heard this. "The person has been gone for half a month? Is it because of the Purple Gold Soup?"
"Mr. Tang, after taking the Purple Gold Decoction, you have to take medicine for a year and a half before you can return to normal. But that guy was really hateful. Master Tang didn't recuperate him well, so he died. Before he died, he also vomited blood.
I had a stomachache, a severe cough, and couldn't stop coughing. When I died, my face was purple."
Coughing for lack of oxygen?
His mother-in-law hesitated for a moment and said, "Besides, before he died, he always saw many ghosts who wanted to arrest him and take him to the underworld for trial. He was very scared, so Zijin Tang ordered him to dream about Huangquan Tang again."
Yuan Qingling looked at her grandma blankly, and then slowly squeezed out a wry smile, Yu Wenhao, how much do you hate Yuan Qingling? And the most ironic thing is that she, the substitute Yuan Qingling, has to use up all her strength.
All efforts were made to save him.
If there really is reincarnation, then she and the original owner Yuan Qingling dug up the ancestral graves of the Yuwen family to suffer such retribution.
She calmed down her mind. The so-called ghost sighting was probably an hallucination, an hallucination caused by brain hypoxia. Therefore, this purple gold soup would cause hypoxia to create hallucinations.
When she heard Fu Bao's words, was it an illusion?
Yuan Qingling was a little confused.
Looking at her expression, her grandma felt that she was a bit pitiful, but she was a slave and had no right to pity her master.
Yuan Qingling returned to Xiaoyue Pavilion, but Prince Qi and Tang Yang were still guarding inside. Seeing Yuan Qingling coming back, Tang Yang quickly said, "The prince has just woken up. Do you think the princess should ask the imperial doctor to take a look?"
"No need for the moment." Yuan Qingling wanted to go over and take a look, but King Qi stepped forward to stop him.
Yuan Qingling looked at this pillar of human flesh and became a little impatient, "Prince Qi, what do you want?"
"While Fifth Brother's condition is getting better, tell me clearly why you framed Ming Cui." King Qi glared at her.
Yuan Qing lowered her hands, "Do you think these are appropriate now?"
"It's appropriate. Mingcui will come over to visit Fifth Brother later. I don't want you to make her unhappy again."
Yuan Qingling sneered, "You have such a big heart. Don't you know that she was the one Yu Wenhao was going to marry? Are you so relieved that your wife is worried about another man?"
King Qi was furious, "Ming Cui and Fifth Brother are not as dirty as you think. Their dealings are fair and aboveboard."
After Yuan Qingling heard these words, she didn't know what was going on.
She didn't know what Yu Wenhao was thinking, but she knew exactly what Chu Mingcui thought and did.
As a prince, it is actually very valuable to be so innocent and firmly believe in the right path.
Therefore, when she should be furious, Yuan Qingling softened down and said, "Don't worry, if she comes, I won't embarrass her, unless she wants to embarrass herself."
King Qi was startled. He had already prepared words to counter Yuan Qingling's more harsh words. His words suddenly sublimated, and the character also had an arc, but he became at a loss.
I could only mutter, "She definitely won't embarrass herself. You don't know her as a person. She is very nice."
Yuan Qing snorted and walked to the bed, only to see that Yu Wenhao had woken up at some point and looked at them with wide eyes.
His focus slowly returned, staring at the scar on Yuan Qingling's forehead.
Yuan Qingling reached out and touched it. The wound was already dry, and the blood stains had not been wiped off in time.
"What do you think, Your Majesty?" Yuan Qingling felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him.
"I can't die for the time being." He said hoarsely, his eyes lowered.
King Qi squeezed over and said happily, "Fifth brother, are you awake?"
Yu Wenhao tilted his head slightly and looked at King Qi, "Thanks to your Purple Gold Pill."
King Qi waved his hand generously, "What's the Purple Gold Pill? My brother, I'm not going to the battlefield, so I don't need the Purple Gold Pill at all."
Yu Wenhao smiled slightly, his eyes dark.
After a moment, he said, "Seventh brother, Tang Yang, you go out and take a rest first."
King Qi said, "I'm not tired. I've had a rest."
Yu Wenhao sighed softly and looked at Tang Yang.
Tang Yang took Prince Qi's hand and said, "By the way, Your Majesty, I have something to ask you. Please come out with me."
"What's here?" King Qi said blankly, but was dragged out by Tang Yang.
Yuan Qingling felt quite confused, but when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but laugh.
Yu Wenhao signaled, "Come over here."
His voice was very weak, and he had no energy at all. One foot was still in the gate of hell, but even so, his expression was relatively cold and hard.
Yuan Qingling came closer and tried not to make it too difficult for him to say, "You."
"How is the emperor's grandfather doing?" Yu Wenhao asked.
Yuan Qingling thought he was going to ask him about her injuries, but she didn't expect that she was worried about the Supreme Emperor. It seemed that although this man had a bad and cruel temperament, he still had a filial heart.
"After all, you have been ill for a long time, and getting better will not happen overnight."
"Then you go into the palace and continue to serve. The king doesn't need you here anymore." Yu Wenhao said.
Yuan Qingling looked at him in surprise, "You haven't passed your danger period yet. If I leave, you will have half a chance of dying."
"The king knows it well. He has managed to survive this level." Yu Wenhao said.
hehe.
Blind confidence.
Yuan Qingling shook his head, "I will stay for two more days. When the prince's condition becomes more stable, I will go to the palace."
"Go if you are told!" Yu Wenhao's face turned cold. This woman really couldn't be nice to her.
"I know it well." Yuan Qingling said calmly.
"You..." His eyes were filled with anger, and he hit the bedside with his hand. He thought it was a thunderous force, but in fact, it didn't even move the quilt, it just hung down softly.
Yuan Qingling couldn't help but gloated about the misfortune, you too have had this day.
Although he didn't know who his attacker was, Yuan Qingling was grateful to him.
"The king will kill you!" Seeing the mockery in her eyes, he was furious.
Yuan Qingling turned around and took a pair of scissors and threw them in front of his bed, "Come here!"
Yu Wenhao looked at her in disbelief, his head banged, humiliation, absolutely humiliation.
"If something happens, come and kill me. If you can't kill me, you have to listen to me and stretch out your hand to hang the needle." Yuan Qingling said expressionlessly.