Mrs. Chu watched the Duke's wife and her daughter weep, sobbing, and almost fainted from crying. Luo Jinzhong was busy handing over the veil. He really didn't understand, just because Luo Jingyao was in bad health, it was unpleasant to say that,
They should be used to the constant tug-of-war between life and death.
It’s just that it’s been a long time. I thought that as I got older, my health would be better, but I didn’t expect that I got sick again and almost couldn’t recover.
What a shame.
Luo Jingyao cried solidly, lay back on the bed and fell asleep again.
When she wakes up this time, she should be relieved.
This is what everyone thinks.
King An could not stay in the Duke's Mansion every day, so he could only endure the desire to turn back and leave.
As soon as I arrived at the palace, I waited until the emperor sent a message. Ming Shizhong was already waiting at the palace.
"How is Luo?" The emperor looked at his son who was sitting in a wheelchair.
"Nothing serious at the moment."
"What's the reason?"
"Excessive fright leads to fever." King An lowered his eyes and said, naturally he would not take all this seriously to the emperor.
The emperor said nothing and stared at King An with a heavy gaze, as if he was trying to determine whether what King An said was true.
But the person he sent was wrong. He was too frightened. He was already weak. He almost fell down the steps. He must have been frightened.
But this body was much worse than he imagined.
"Have you ever thought that Luo's physical condition is too poor to continue his legacy for you?"
Sure enough, the emperor heard nothing else from the Master Huguo Temple.
But this question is also funny. Didn't he just marry Luo Jingyao because of her poor health? Didn't he know that Luo Jingyao was in poor health and unable to have children when the marriage was granted?
"My son is disabled. As long as she doesn't dislike him, I am satisfied. It's just that he feels sorry for her. Even if she is capable of giving birth, I can't give her a child." Prince An's voice was as indifferent as ever.
It's like seeing through everything and looking down upon everything.
"Don't talk nonsense. You just can't move your legs. It has little to do with having children. I thought that since Luo's health is so bad, I can't drag you down. I will give you a concubine, which will not shake Luo's
Status can also solve the issue of heirs, so why not?"
"Everything I said is true. No matter how many women there are, it will only add to the sorrow. Don't waste other women's golden years. I feel sorry for the Luo family. It's a foregone conclusion. I don't want to drag others down and cause more injustice."
"I don't believe it. Come here, Xuantai Hospital is in charge." When the emperor said this, he kept looking at King An from the corner of his eyes, not missing the slightest expression or movement of King An.
King An couldn't ignore the scorching gaze above his head even if he wanted to. His hands in his wide sleeves were clenched into fists, and there was a coldness in his lowered eyes.
He knew that he would not let him go, and he would destroy him at the slightest chance. He didn't understand. They all said that tiger poison does not eat its seeds, but the emperor tried again and again to suppress him into the dust.
inside.
He also didn't give him any pleasure and let him live, so he could only live a useless life.
"I have met His Majesty, Long Live Your Majesty, and His Highness Prince An."
"My dear, please get up and take a quick look at Xiao Jiu. Due to his legs, it is also difficult for him to have an heir. It did not affect the heir at first. How could it happen now..." the emperor said sadly.
Taiyuan was stepping forward to take a look at Wang An's trousers.
"Don't scare the Chancellor, I will do it myself."
In front of the imperial doctor, King An pulled up his robe and trousers, revealing a pair of strong legs.
The emperor almost lost control of his expression when he saw it. However, he saw a pair of knees with black and blue patches on them, which could not rebound after being pressed for a long time with his fingertips.
Taiyuan was shaking his head secretly. It was a pity that a generation of war gods had fallen like this and could no longer go into battle to kill the enemy with high spirits.
After taking another pulse, Yuan Zheng shook his head.
"Back to the Emperor, Your Highness Anyang is indeed unable to inherit the heir." He is so weak that he has no ability, so how can he make a woman pregnant.
"What?" Seriously?
"Why is this happening? Is there a way to cure it?"
"The Imperial Hospital has been studying this poison. The poison cannot be removed. Over time, it will damage men..." Before he finished speaking, the emperor sat down in the wheelchair and waved his hand for the imperial physician to step aside.
After rewarding King An with a lot of medicinal materials and supplements, he asked King An to step down.
As soon as King An left the Chengde Palace, he vomited out a mouthful of black blood. If it weren't for his strong willpower, he would have passed out long ago.
Qingyun was so frightened that he lost his voice. He finally shouted, but his voice broke.
"First use medicine to suppress it, and after three days, go and quietly invite the princess over." After saying that, he fell into a coma.
Qingyun was so angry that he wished he could burn the entire palace to the ground. If the emperor hadn't forced him, how could his master have put the poisonous needle back in?
Why.
Qingyun cried and carried Prince An onto the carriage and quickly headed towards Prince An's Mansion.
There is simply no one in Tai Hospital who can suppress it. The drugs that could be used to suppress it have serious side effects. I don’t know if the master can survive this time.
He couldn't wait three days later. The princess was so powerful, she would definitely come back without anyone noticing.
"Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu, quickly find the medicine to suppress the toxin. The prince is poisoned. Hurry, Qingxuan, hurry."
Qingyun started roaring even before he entered through the palace gate.
Qingxuan, who had just gone to get the military stick, hurried over with his buttocks covered, his face turned pale.
Uncle Fu was trembling and crying. He must have had no choice but to do this.
God, you are so unfair.
My master, he has protected the people of Beixuan Kingdom, the princes and ministers, and made the emperor's position secure, but no one can protect him. He has suffered enough, even if it is to atone for his sins, it is enough.
.
Why can't you let him go and show mercy to him?
"I'm going to find the princess."
"Wait a minute, Master, do you have an explanation?" Uncle Fu looked at the angry-looking Prince An and asked heartbrokenly.
"My master asked me to go back in three days, but the princess is so capable that I don't need my master to endure it. This poison is very harmful to the body." Qingyun gritted his teeth and growled with red eyes.
Snapped--
Uncle Fu slapped the back of Qingyun's head, which caused veins to pop out on Qingyun's forehead.
I really don’t understand why the old man’s hands are so strong?
But Uncle Fu didn't care whether he was wronged or not and just started scolding him.
"You bastard, you will do whatever the master says. The princess is very capable, but you can go to heaven and earth? You hurried to the Zhenguo Palace without anyone noticing? Can you go out so that no one sees you?
You can't even do that. You just listen to the master. You can't mess up your thoughts because of panic and harm others. What will the master do if the princess is gone? Even if the master has a way, can you be so hard-hearted that you can ignore the safety of the princess? It's really over the top.
