Chapter 209： Treatment (two more)

Chapter 209 Treatment (two more)

A young man in blue clapped excitedly: "I just saw the golden light falling from the sky on this girl, this must be a lucky sign from the sky!"

"I saw it too! The golden light formed a halo behind her, just like the Avalokitesvara in the painting."

"This must be a goddess descended to earth, with golden light to protect her body, so those monsters can't get close to her!"

"The goddess descended to earth? Could it be for the sake of purifying all sentient beings?"

“…”

In this warm atmosphere, many people speak without thinking at all.

Gu Yanfei curled his fingers hidden in his sleeves, his scalp was numb when he was told, and he thought to himself: What is this guy named Xiahou doing!

Even in the Yaoling world, she was ordered by her teacher to work in a mortal town, and at most she was called "fairy" respectfully.

This guy surnamed Xiahou must be deliberately disgusting her!

Chu Yi put his fist on his lips, smiled silently, and his eyes were warm.

Even if he didn't say anything, Gu Yanfei was convinced that he must have heard the exaggerated whispers just now.

Gu Yanfei pursed her red lips and looked away arrogantly, feeling a little bit of anger in her heart.

The surnamed Xiahou probably doesn't know where to hide now and is watching her jokes.

Thinking like this, Gu Yanfei gritted his teeth secretly, raised his head as if nothing had happened, and the lines of his chin and neck became more and more beautiful and slender, with a clear breeze.

She looked up at Chu Yi and asked lightly, "Where's the eldest princess?"

Chu Yi has seen all kinds of her. She is embarrassed, cunning, confident, decisive, and smiling... But this is the first time she has seen her like this, and her eyes have softened a bit. .

He didn't want to make her angry, and Anle's condition...

Chu Yi's heart sank, his eyes slightly condensed, he raised his hand and made a silent gesture, a middle-aged servant at the back immediately understood it, took the order, and hurriedly retreated.

Those people were all looking forward to it, and the twenty or so yamen were sweating profusely, their bodies were as wet as if they had been pulled out of water, and their hearts were as cold as ice.

Before the eldest princess came, Jing Zhaoyin arrived in a hurry.

Looking back and forth at the emperor on the tower and Chu Yi, Zhang Min and others below, Jing Zhaoyin frowned and waited with a dignified expression.

He quickly exchanged glances with a figure in the crowd, then lowered his eyebrows and lowered his hands.

Immediately, a servant noticed Jing Zhaoyin's arrival, and Fu Er told the emperor.

The    emperor nodded, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a wheelchair being slowly pushed over.

When the wooden wheel of the wheelchair rolls, it makes a "clicking" sound.

The onlookers looked over to find out what the rumored princess was like.

Seven or eight feet away, a little girl in a purple cloak was sitting in a wheelchair, and was slowly pushed over by a white-faced and beardless waiter.

The little girl who is not yet ten years old is thin and weak, her face is pale, her pupils are black and white, and her cheeks are so thin that they are slightly sunken, as if a gust of wind is just blown away.

The maid serving next to her carefully supported An Le's shoulders, for fear that she would bump into her.

The people all widened their eyes in shock and stared blankly at An Le on the wheelchair.

Originally, in their imagination, the eldest princess would be an arrogant and domineering girl who would be lawless. In order to survive, she did not hesitate to exchange her life for orders, and ordered people to kidnap children in the capital.

But I didn't expect this eldest princess to be so weak and pitiful, completely incompatible with the arrogant girl in "Drunken Beating the Golden Branch"!

"Big Brother," An Le called softly to Chu Yi, who was still very weak, and his voice was erratic and weak, "Let the royal father help them find children."

"They must have been anxious, worried, and scared when they lost their child."

"Brother the First Emperor, please tell your father... don't be angry. If I... get lost, my father will be... anxious."

Anle's voice was soft, soft, and intermittent because of weakness.

Such a simple little girl is like a piece of white and flawless white paper, and like a crystal clear spring, no one can believe that this is a vicious and vicious person.

Just looking at her, I couldn't help feeling sympathy and pity.

The people who were closer also heard what Anle said, and couldn't help but tell the others behind them, and they passed it on by ten and ten by one.

There is really no misunderstanding in this, right? !

Many people couldn't help but have this thought in their hearts, shaking their original firm beliefs.

Even the scholar Zhang Min was a little unsure. This eldest princess looked younger than his daughter, and weak, like a fragile porcelain doll, as if it would break if touched.

Chu Yi gently touched the top of Anle's soft hair, and said softly, "Don't worry, the royal father knows what he has in mind."

He also had the same idea.

Chu Yi's eyes quickly flashed an extremely icy cold light, and it disappeared in a flash.

When facing Anle, he was always her gentle and reliable eldest brother.

An Le looked at Gu Yanfei again and smiled happily: "Sister."

This smile added a touch of blush to her pale cheeks, making her a little more vivid.

That's great, she still had time to hand over the white rabbit lantern she and the eldest brother made to her sister.

From the moment Anle appeared, Gu Yanfei's eyes fell on Anle's little face like everyone else, but she was observing Anle's complexion.

Pale.

The breath is weak.

Yintang turned black.

The day before yesterday, when she first saw Anle on the painting boat in the palace, although Anle was a little weak, she was not weak to the point where her life was hanging by a thread.

Just judging from Anle's face at the moment, she seems to be holding her last breath in her body.

If this breath is let out, her life will be gone.

Gu Yanfei can conclude that if he is left unchecked, Anle's lifespan will probably not exceed twenty hours.

Gu Yanfei narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, his thoughts flying around.

As the saying goes, sickness comes like a mountain.

But in fact, the deterioration of any disease has a process, after all, a disease is not a knife, it will kill you.

Therefore, when Gu Yanfei heard the news that the eldest princess was critically ill this morning, he clearly realized one thing—

This is not a disease.

What else could it be if it wasn’t a disease?

Poisoning?

or……

Gu Yanfei's pupils moved slightly, and he walked to Anle's side in three steps in parallel, pinched her right wrist, and with just one tap, his expression changed.

Gu Yanfei muttered to himself: "Gu!?"

Her voice was very soft, and only Chu Yi, who was closest to her, heard it.

Chu Yi's complexion changed, his eyes sank, and he looked down at An Le's little face as pale as paper.

Gu Yanfei took out his needle bag, took a silver needle from it, stared at Anle's black eyes, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't be afraid."

An Le smiled obediently: "I'm not afraid."

Anle is frail and sickly. In recent years, she has drank more medicine than water. From time to time, imperial physicians will do acupuncture and bloodletting for her. These, she was used to.

"It doesn't hurt." Gu Yanfei quickly pricked Anle's ring finger with a silver needle.

Her movements were fast, and before An Le could react, the silver needle had already been taken back by Gu Yanfei.

An Le's fingertips escaped a drop of bright red blood.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is not wrong.

But in Gu Yanfei's opinion, this drop of blood on the silver needle was very wrong.

The blood is filled with a thin wisp of gray gas, which is invisible to the naked eye.

is Gu.

Gu is the king of ten thousand insects. Ten thousand poisonous insects are placed in an urn to devour each other. After a year, the last remaining poisonous insect is "Gu".

There are so many types of cups, and different methods can raise different types of Gu, Golden Silkworm Gu, Qilin Gu, Snake Gu, Stone Gu, Swelling Gu, Harm God... There are hundreds of them that she knows, but she doesn't know. The Gu is even more numerous.

Gu is much more troublesome than poison!

Gu Yanfei looked at the drop of blood on the tip of the needle, and his expression became unusually serious.

The air instantly turned dignified, and the dark clouds in the sky piled up in the sky again at some point, as if the mountains and rain were about to come.

The gate of the palace was getting more and more crowded, and more people heard the news that the holy car had come to Chengtianmen, and they hurried to see the holy face, and some people left quietly without disturbing anyone.

A young man in grey galloped on the streets of the capital, heading towards the Yu residence located in the south of the city.

Before him, there was another person who left the right gate of Chang'an half an hour ago and went to Yu's house as well.

At this time, the man had already arrived at the outer courtyard hall of Yu's residence, and was reporting what happened to the palace gate to the head of the Yu family.

Outsiders thought it was Mrs. Yu who came to Beijing with her niece this time, but no one knew that the head of the family Yu had also come quietly.

Mrs. Yu, the British duchess, was also in the hall, sitting at the bottom.

The hall was filled with a depressing and solemn atmosphere.

"...The yacha of Jingzhao Mansion failed to stop him. That scholar named Zhang Min had already played the Dengwen drum half an hour ago." Slightly drooping.

After the    report, the middle-aged man stood there like an ancient pine tree, motionless, and stopped talking.

The room fell into a dead silence.

The faces of the brothers and sisters of the Yu family were not very good-looking, and thick clouds poured over their foreheads, and their hearts sank to the bottom.

The whole thing has gone uncontrollably in the other direction, completely beyond their expectations.

Mrs. Yu clenched the handkerchief tightly in her hand, her face sinking like water, and said angrily, "What the **** is Shangqing doing?!"

"How could he make things like this?!"

Her eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, her voice was high-pitched, and she could no longer maintain her aristocratic demeanor.

This event was originally a game that used the life and death of the eldest princess as a bargaining chip.

From the time when the eldest princess was dying, the Shangqing proposed to the emperor to refine the heart pill with the blood of a virgin and a virgin, whether the emperor was willing or not, it was no longer important.

With this pretext, they can fuel a fire.

As long as someone splatters blood on the spot at the right gate of Chang'an, public anger will inevitably be provoked, and all the people will think that the emperor is a cruel and unruly tyrant.

In this way, they can logically push the people to the opposite of the emperor, resulting in a situation where the emperor is unpopular.

At that time, King Kang only needs to raise his arm, not only the noble family, but even those poor families will stand with King Kang to fight against the emperor.

Those who lose the hearts and minds of the people will lose the world!

The emperor's dragon chair was naturally unsteady.

(end of this chapter)