Chapter 196： Medicine arrives (two more)

Chapter 196 Medicine Arrival (two more)

"Don't hurry to declare!" The emperor ordered sharply, his usual gentle voice could hardly hide his anxiety and worry at this time.

"Your Majesty, the servants have already sent people to declare the Supreme Beings," the maid in charge said nervously, "However, it is said that the real person's hand is broken."

Broken hand? ! The emperor frowned, this was too sudden.

The **** Zhao Rang carefully added: "Shangqing Zhenren is an expert recommended by the Yu family."

In the bedroom, it was silent for a while.

There was only the low, painful moan of comfort on the couch, and the crackling of the burning coals in the charcoal basin.

"..." The emperor frowned, his expression solemn, and his thoughts returned to five years ago.

That summer, Anle suddenly became seriously ill. The emperor, who was still the crown prince at that time, brought the imperial doctor of the Imperial Hospital, the famous doctors, Taoist priests, and doctor-in-laws in the capital and surrounding areas to Anle to see.

But it was all in vain, Anle was getting worse and worse, and the sickness got worse.

In those days, he stayed by his daughter's side day and night, almost thinking that he wanted the white-haired man to send the black-haired man.

Until the Yu family recommended the Shangqing Zhenren of Infinite View.

Shangqing Zhenren does have some real talents and practical skills, and both Taoism and medicine are excellent. He used his supernatural powers to pull Anle back from the gate of hell.

After that, Anle was not good enough to perform. Over the years, my body has been ill and crooked. From time to time, I have a cold, a headache, etc. These are only minor illnesses and pains. month, and the imperial physicians couldn't even identify the symptoms, so they were helpless. Every time, a real person from Shangqing came to the East Palace to extend her life.

He knew that he had to sit on this dragon chair just for the sake of his children.

Once he is deposed, his son is afraid that he will stay in South Vietnam for the rest of his life and never want to return to China, and his daughter will also be treated poorly...

The surroundings were quiet.

The quieter the   , the more pronounced Anle's weak moan, as if there was an invisible big net tightening the emperor's heart.

"The Yu family..." The emperor snorted coldly, his eyelids drooping slightly because of his age, showing a stern look, showing a thoughtful look.

This is obvious, the Yu family, or in other words, those noble families want to use the princess to prank him as the emperor.

The emperor made a fist with his right hand and repeatedly struck his knee several times, as if he was venting something.

At this moment, An Le, who had been drawn out from the couch, his chest heaved up and down rapidly, his breathing became heavier, and his cheeks on both sides were as red as if they were about to drip blood.

The maid in charge tried An Le's forehead temperature and said in a panic, "Your Majesty, Your Highness has burned even more."

"An Le!" The emperor turned pale with anxiety, and shouted in a high voice, "The imperial doctor's order, let An Le take a look."

In the bedroom, there was a lot of chaos.

Several imperial physicians who were kneeling on the ground hurriedly got up and surrounded the bed.

The emperor got up from the couch and wanted to get out of the way, but he got up too quickly, and his eyes were black again, and his feet were a little unstable, and he almost fell, but fortunately Zhao Rang supported him in time.

The emperor's face turned even paler. In a panic, his forehead throbbed, and he hurriedly said, "Xuan..."

He paused for a while, then changed his tune decisively: "Prince Xuan Yingying."

The emperor's old eyes shone with determination, his thin body was straight, and he was faintly tired and weak.

He will never bow his head to the aristocratic family. Once he bows his head, it will ruin the situation that his son finally set up.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The **** Zhao Rang responded quickly, looking at the Emperor with some worry.

The emperor's dragon body is inherently weak. If this happens to the eldest princess, the blow to the emperor will definitely be fatal.

Zhao Rang did not dare to delay, and hurriedly withdrew to spread the word.

After a while, the British public, Huai Rui, who was called back by the chambermaid before leaving the palace, came in a dazed look, and hurried away sweating profusely.

A thick layer of clouds slowly condensed above the imperial city, exuding an unpleasant aura.

More than half an hour later, Shang Qingzhen entered the palace in the carriage of the British government.

"Pindao see the emperor."

Shangqingzhen did a Taoist salute to the emperor without being humble or arrogant. A wide blue Taoist robe made him look as thin as wood, and he held a fresh white whisk.

This is the supernatant? ! The emperor was startled, his eyes widened suddenly, and he stared at the Taoist in front of him in surprise.

Although Shang Qingren didn't break his hands, his whole figure seemed to have been sucked out of his vital energy. He was described as haggard. Half of the silver thread was caught between his once jet-black hair, his eye sockets and cheeks were deeply sunken, and he was skinny and skinny. , No, it should be said that he looks like a living mummified corpse, no longer the same as before.

The    emperor looked at Shang Qingren in disbelief. For a moment, he almost doubted whether the other party had crawled out of the coffin.

The emperor glanced at Fang Huairui next to him, Fang Huairui nodded invisibly, meaning that this was indeed the real person of Shangqing.

Fang Huairui knew that there was nothing to do with him, so he withdrew with a wink.

"Shangqing, go see the eldest princess." The emperor rubbed his eyebrows, his forehead and temple still throbbing.

Shangqingchen saluted again, walked around a screen, and walked towards Anle's bed, with his robes floating as he walked.

From the back, the whole body has the same aloof air as before.

The two maids carefully pressed Anle's limbs, afraid that she might hurt herself.

The imperial physicians had just given Anle acupuncture and applied cold compresses to her forehead, but she still did not see any improvement, and even blood began to ooze between her nose and mouth, and the eyeballs under her eyelids trembled.

The emperor's heart has been hanging in the air, it's more like there are thousands of needles stabbing, I just wish I could suffer for my daughter.

Zhao Rang comforted and comforted the emperor on the side: "Your Majesty, the real person is profound in Taoism and has the ability of 'living dead, flesh and bones'. Her Royal Highness Princess Jiren has her own celestial appearance, and she will definitely turn the crisis into peace."

Shangqingzhen turned his back to the emperor, looked at Anle on the couch, and flicked the silver-white whisk several times.

The palace people present held their breath and did not dare to disturb.

After a while, Shang Qingzhen took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve pocket, handed it to the maid in charge next to him, and said, "First feed the princess and take this medicine pill."

The maid in charge took the small porcelain bottle, opened the lid and looked at it.

Inside the bottle was a red elixir the size of a little finger, which was the same as the one that Anle had taken before.

After knowing the emperor, the maid in charge and the other maid joined forces, one person helped Anle, and the other put the medicine pill into Anle's mouth.

They are all people who take care of Anle closely every day, and their movements are very neat.

"grunt".

The medicinal pill slipped down the throat into Anle's body.

The palace maid held her breath and stared at the unconscious Anle without blinking...

After a while, the maid in charge shouted excitedly, "His Royal Highness is no longer twitching... The fever has begun to subside!"

(end of this chapter)