Concubine An's voice sounded in the emperor's palace.
The queen was feeding the emperor a bowl of tea soup, took the handkerchief brought by the palace maid, and carefully wiped the emperor's face.
"Your Majesty, please stop wiping." Concubine An said hurriedly, turning to the couch and grabbing the Queen's sleeve, "Something happened to Prince Jin'an."
"What happened?" the queen asked.
"The palace came to report that she was poisoned." Concubine An said with a white face. "The Queen Mother cried at that time and said that Your Highness couldn't think about it. If I had known, I wouldn't have said those words yesterday."
The queen looked stunned.
"I didn't expect this old woman to be so cruel," she murmured.
"Your Majesty, are you really the Queen Mother?" Concubine An asked tremblingly.
"Now, except her, who can harm the child." The queen said, with a sarcastic smile, "Most of the people who can harm us are those close to us."
"Then Your Highness, he..." Concubine An asked.
"I only came to report what happened yesterday, so it seems that my life is not in danger." The queen said, exhaled and sat down on the couch.
"But if this happens, the clan members will be afraid, and no one will dare to accept the proposal of adopting the mother-in-law." Concubine An said timidly.
The queen laughed loudly.
"That's not necessarily true. There is no shortage of people in the world who are not afraid of death. It just depends on whether the benefits are tempting or not." She said, "Without Prince Jin'an, wouldn't everyone have more opportunities?"
"Nothing is certain until the end."
In Prince Qing's Mansion, the room looked a little dark after the curtains were put down.
"Queen Mother..."
The weak voice of Prince Jin'an sounded from the couch.
"Is that what you said?"
The waiter bowed his head and answered yes.
"Before the servants said anything, the Queen Mother made this conclusion first." He lowered his head and said.
Yes, what else? Track down the poisoner?
Because he was too weak to see the light and wind, King Jin'an, who was lying in the shadow deep in the couch, seemed to laugh.
"Since the empress wants me to be King Yan Yi, I will comply with her wishes," he said.
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"Not dead?"
Although the door of Prince Qing's Mansion was opened, the news finally got out.
Gao Lingbo knew the result immediately and took pictures of several cases in anger.
"It's like this again!"
"If I had known, I wouldn't have kept an eye on Mrs. Cheng. It's Li Sishen who should be eliminated." A Qing guest frowned and said, "I didn't expect that when we increased the dosage of medicine, Li Sishen's medical skills would also increase accordingly."
"What's the use of saying this now?" Gao Lingbo said.
"But sir, although Prince Jin'an is not dead, he is still close to death." He said hurriedly, "Half of his life is gone. It is not certain whether he will be able to get out of bed and get up in this life."
"Really?" Gao Lingbo asked with a frown.
"Yes, I personally followed the people sent by the Queen Mother to see it." The attendant said, "Seriously..."
He said that the weak and almost lifeless young man lying on the bed appeared in front of his eyes.
"Well, they are all disabled people. No one should laugh at King Qing." Gao Lingbo said, "Even if he doesn't die this time, if he dares to act differently, if he can kill him once, he can be killed twice."
The people in the room responded yes.
"Now it's time to talk about King Qing." Gao Lingbo said, raising his feet to leave, but then thought of something, "Also, keep an eye on those clans to see who still wants to be King Yan Yi."
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After the Empress Dowager's people left, Prince Qing's Mansion declined any visitors, and silence finally returned to the room.
"...Mr. Li, please go and rest for a while."
"How is your highness?"
"The pills have been taken, His Highness just fell asleep..."
Doctor Li carefully opened the curtain, lifted up the quilt, and pulled out Prince Jin'an's hand. He turned it over to feel for his pulse, but saw that Prince Jin'an's hand was clutching it.
What's this?
He stopped searching for his pulse and moved over to take it out.
Prince Jin'an's hand moved and retracted.
Doctor Li was startled and looked up. Prince Jin'an opened his eyes on the couch.
"Alarm Your Highness," he said hurriedly, with a bit of joy.
"I was saved by you again." Prince Jin'an said.
"It's the prince's auspicious sign. God also has eyes." Dr. Li said in a trembling voice, extending his hand again, "Here, let me take a look at your pulse."
Prince Jin'an stretched out his hand and slowly opened it.
Doctor Li looked at the wood bark in his hand and was slightly startled.
Yes, this...
"No, we have to wait, we have to wait for her..."
The hand firmly grasping the door frame appeared in front of my eyes again.
Doctor Li lowered his gaze and stretched out his hand to feel for his pulse.
"Your Highness was in such a dangerous situation yesterday. He stopped taking medicine this morning and used needles to seal his meridians. Can you bear it?" the chamberlain on the side said worriedly.
"You have to endure it if you can't bear it," the staff member said, "otherwise it would be even more unbearable."
Doctor Li stopped his hand and stood up.
The two stopped talking and looked at him.
"Why don't you invite Mrs. Cheng to come and take a look?" Doctor Li said.
The expressions of the staff and chamberlain changed drastically.
"Could it be..." the chamberlain couldn't help shouting.
"It's okay, it's okay." Dr. Li waved his hands quickly, "It's just more secure."
After hearing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"If she is safe, you don't need to be tired, Dr. Li, and you have been in a coma all night." The staff snorted, "His Highness can't be cured without her, so don't belittle yourself."
The chamberlain coughed.
"Let Your Highness rest." He said, bowing to Prince Jin'an.
Prince Jin'an, who was hiding on the couch, could not see his expression clearly.
The curtain was lowered again.
"...Don't mention her all the time..."
"...Her medical skills are really amazing..."
"... No matter how powerful he is, so what? No matter how powerful he is, he is not one of ours! She has already said that she will not treat His Highness, so why bother begging her for nothing! Now, His Highness can still be cured without her."
A low-pitched argument in the outer room came through the curtain.
Prince Jin'an opened his hands and slowly closed them again, feeling the thorns of the wood bark in his palms.
She said….Isn’t it curable?
"...Mr. Gu, what you said is wrong. Without her, His Highness would really not be able to cure it."
Prince Jin'an clenched his hands again and wanted to raise his head to hear more clearly.
she…
"...I learned this acupuncture technique from her. I learned it from watching her perform acupuncture when Mrs. Chen was seriously ill."
"...That's what you learned too. It was you. If you had relied on her, His Highness would have died a long time ago."
Doctor Li's face dropped.
"Mr. Gu, you are right to say that. If it weren't for her, His Highness would have died five years ago," he said.
The staff and chamberlain were startled.
"What we craftsmen pay attention to is respect for the teacher. A master who can give a stitch is also a master. I don't care what you think in your heart, but you'd better not say anything wrong about her in front of me." Dr. Li tossed his sleeves and walked away.
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The staff and chamberlain looked at each other.
"Everything is fine, just roundabout." The staff member shook his head and smiled.
The waiter hesitated.
"Why don't you invite Madam Cheng to come and take a look?" He said, looking at the door of the inner room with a worried look on his face, "Your Highness's body has been badly damaged this time."
"Yes, His Highness's body can't withstand any torture." The staff member said, "So, I really don't dare to take this risk."
The waiter was silent for a moment.
"Ms. Cheng, did you sit outside the door all night yesterday?" he said.
"Yes, the guards said that they only left when they went to report the news to the palace..." the staff member said, and before he finished speaking, he heard a thud from the room.
The chamberlain rushed in with a single step, followed closely by the staff, who saw two maids already kneeling in front of the couch, supporting Prince Jin'an who was pulling open the curtain and struggling to get up.
"Are you going to vomit?" the waiter shouted, his face turned pale with fear.
Prince Jin'an finally lost his strength and fell back down again.
"She, she's here?" he asked.
who?
The waiter was stunned for a moment.
"Ms. Cheng, did you come last night?" Prince Jin'an asked, making his voice louder.
The staff member glared at the chamberlain, stepped forward and nodded.
"Yes." he said.
Prince Jin'an gasped and laughed, clenching his hands tightly at his side, and then stopped laughing again.
"I just... said to wait... I didn't wait for her... I broke my promise..." he said, "Is she... angry?"
"Your Highness!" the staff member said displeasedly, "She didn't believe it, so His Highness certainly didn't break his promise either."
Prince Jin'an smiled.
"Nonsense, if there is one trustworthy person left in this world, it must be her." He said intermittently while breathing.
"Your Highness, yesterday she refused to treat you without even looking at her." The staff member frowned and said.
"Then there must be a reason why she should not be treated." Prince Jin'an said immediately.
The staff stared.
The chamberlain knelt down beside the couch and took the handkerchief held by the maid to wipe the sweat of Prince Jin'an.
This short stretch and a few words made his forehead covered with sweat.
"You didn't let her in last night?" Prince Jin'an asked.
"I don't know my friends and foes, so I don't dare to be careless. Yesterday was too dangerous," the aide said.
She sat outside the door all night...
She sat outside the door all night...
"I want to see her." Prince Jin'an said.
"Your Highness! How can you do this at this time?" the staff member said anxiously.
Prince Jin'an looked at him.
"I want to see her." He said again, without saying anything else.
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"how?"
Standing in front of Cheng's house, the man stopped and frowned, looking at the white paper posted on the house in front of him, with the bright red peach charms also covered up.
This is a funeral.
"You want to see me?"
Standing under the porch, looking at the woman walking out of the house, the man hurriedly saluted.
"The younger one belongs to the King of Jin'an County." He whispered, and couldn't help but raise his head. He didn't dare to stare at this woman, and glanced at the maid standing beside her.
The eyes were horribly red and swollen, and there were tears in them.
Is there really a funeral to be held?
Prince Qing's Mansion was closed and locked up for the whole night, and everyone was closely watching the movements of several important ministers and generals in the court as well as the soldiers and horses of the imperial army. They didn't know any other news.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
The man quickly put away his random thoughts and saluted again.
"Your Highness wants to see my wife." He said.
"I'm sorry." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "There is a funeral at home and my parents are away. Mrs. Cheng has sent her funeral with mourning, so it is inconvenient to see the guests."
The man looked up in shock.
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Please give me a guaranteed pink ticket, please, please. (To be continued)
