In the Imperial Study Room, Song Shuwan withdrew her hand for diagnosing the pulse, raised her eyes slightly, and slowly took two steps back.
It was also at this time that she discovered that in addition to Pei Huan and King Nanming, there was also Prince Ning and a strange young man in the imperial study.
The young man was kneeling on the ground, his face very pale, while Prince Ning was holding a fan with a faint smile on his lips, as if he was watching some good show.
Song Shuwan scanned it quickly: "If you want to return to the emperor, Prince Nanming's health... is indeed not very good."
After reviewing the case, the emperor's face darkened: "To what extent?"
Song Shuwan was about to speak when she heard a fit of coughing. King Nanming covered his heart and said, "How much worse can it be? I'm almost dead, but the emperor doesn't even give me the last extravagant hope? If so, how could I have treated him for so many years?
Are the contributions of the imperial court in vain?"
What he said was weak and sad. Song Shuwan clenched her fingers and quickly stepped forward to slap Prince Nanming on the back: "Your Majesty, considering your body, it's better not to be too emotional."
Where no one saw it, a little golden light flashed on Song Shuwan's fingertips.
King Nanming was still standing, but after being slapped several times, he fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Song Shuwan struggled to support the person: "Your Majesty, the prince's body is out of control."
As soon as she finished speaking, King Nanming lay completely on the ground.
The emperor did not expect this change, and his expression suddenly changed: "What's going on? Weren't you still standing just now?"
Song Shuwan took out the golden needle she carried with her and said after hearing this: "Prince Nanming's pulse beats very strangely. There is something wrong, but it is not a major problem. However, Prince Nanming himself has hidden injuries. Coupled with his age, a minor problem can be fatal.
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What she said was complicated, and the emperor frowned when he heard it. Without thinking, he asked someone to declare the imperial doctor.
"Don't give him acupuncture until the doctor comes."
Song Shuwan paused with her hand holding the golden needle, bowed and retreated to Pei Huan's side.
Not long after, the imperial doctor ordered Zheng Chengshou to rush over. He looked at King Nanming on the ground and his heart skipped a beat: "I'm here to see you, Your Majesty."
The emperor waved his hand: "Show it to King Nanming."
Because of his anger, he didn't even say a word of courtesy.
Zheng Chengshou did not dare to delay, and stepped forward after answering. After a moment, he stood up with an ugly face: "Your Majesty, Prince Nanming's situation... I'm afraid it's dangerous."
In just one sentence, the emperor was silenced.
At this moment, the young man who had been kneeling could not hold himself back: "Your Majesty, the common people are innocent, the common people..."
"Shut up!"
The emperor glanced at him, and the young man became silent for an instant.
A few moments later, the emperor asked: "Are you sure that King Nanming is in danger?"
Zheng Chengshou lowered his head and replied respectfully: "The official will diagnose your pulse and you won't be wrong."
Silence fell in the imperial study room, and the atmosphere gradually became depressing as time passed.
Song Shuwan turned her eyes slightly and took in all the expressions of everyone in the royal study without leaving a trace. What on earth were the Emperor and King Nanming competing against?
After an unknown amount of time, the emperor broke the silence by announcing something to the other imperial doctors.
Zheng Chengshou's face was ugly, and he hesitated several times to speak, but in the end he did not say what was in his heart.
The imperial doctors came one after another, and the result of the pulse diagnosis was that King Nanming was in danger. The emperor's expression gradually darkened and darkened with the words of the imperial doctor. During this period, King Nanming had been lying on the ground, and no one dared to say that he was going to be lifted.
Go somewhere else.
"Cough cough cough..."
At this time, King Nanming who was lying on the ground suddenly coughed. Everyone looked around and saw that the unconscious King Nanming suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound before speaking.
The floor of the royal study room was soaked in red, and even the emperor had to believe that King Nanming was really not good at this moment.
"Xiang Boyun conspired to kill the Crown Prince of Nanming without any reason. His crime of causing his death is extremely heinous. From now on, he will be imprisoned in the sky prison and will be executed at a later date!"
After the emperor finished speaking, the kneeling young man shivered and collapsed on the ground: "No, Your Majesty, the common people are innocent. The common people did not murder the Crown Prince of Nanming..."
The Imperial Guard entered and dragged away the young man who was trying to beg for mercy.
Song Shuwan realized belatedly that the young man was Xiang Boyun from the Xiang family. She did not expect that the emperor favored the Xiang family so much that he had to kill King Nanming before he was willing to give an explanation.
King Nanming covered his heart, opened his mouth and vomited another mouthful of blood: "Thank you, Your Majesty, your grace."
The emperor closed his eyes: "Everyone, please step aside."
"yes."
The group of people saluted. Song Shuwan pushed the wheelchair and glanced at King Nanming with concern, but she didn't say anything.
In the carriage returning home, Pei Huan suddenly said: "Did you cause the situation with King Nanming?"
Song Shuwan blinked and looked back with an innocent face: "What did the Crown Prince say? King Nanming has a physical problem, what does it have to do with me?"
There was a faint smile on Pei Huan's lips: "You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me."
He pointed to his ears: "Ever since I became blind, my ears have become very sensitive. I can hear any small sound if I want to."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "Being invisible does make the ears more sensitive, but I just don't understand what the prince said."
"hehe……"
Pei Huan chuckled twice, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the wheelchair.
Just when Song Shuwan thought he would give up, Pei Huan said calmly: "You are deliberately torturing me with those strong medicines. I have suffered so much, so it is not an exaggeration to get an answer, right?"
Song Shuwan blinked and glanced at the man's face: "What did the prince say? Those medicines are what the prince should take. I am a doctor and I will never bring personal emotions into my treatment of patients."
"Yeah?"
Pei Huan opened his eyes, and with just two words, Song Shuwan was silenced. An inexplicable guilt surfaced. She had talked to An Yi about the relationship between the little princess and the Xiang family. Listening to what An Yi said,
Feeling a little annoyed, he turned around and added some strong medicine to the medicine Pei Huan wanted to take.
Her treatment does involve some emotions, but she can ensure that the medicines are fine and can even speed up the treatment.
But Song Shuwan didn't expect that Pei Huan would notice this and even exchange it with her.
"If you admit it now, I won't say it again, but if you don't admit it, I will notice it..."
Pei Huan knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair, and his eyes looked straight at Song Shuwan's face, as if he could see through people's hearts.
After a long time, Song Shuwan sighed: "Okay, I admit that I did take some heavy medicine, but as a person who drinks medicine, the prince should have discovered the benefits, right? Isn't there already light in front of the prince's eyes?"
Pei Huan's hand tapping the wheelchair paused. There was indeed light in front of his eyes, but this was not the reason for Song Shuwan to torment him.
"I didn't offend you either, so why are you angry for no reason?"
Song Shuwan blinked: "What did the Crown Prince say? I was doing it for the Crown Prince's good, how could it be for life..."
Before she finished speaking, the carriage suddenly shook violently, followed by a "bang" sound. Song Shuwan just threw herself at Pei Huan, and there was an extra sword blade where she was leaning.
