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Chapter 13

Mrs. Gu took the string of Buddhist beads picked up by the servant girl with some dismay, and muttered to herself, "So fast?"

Eight years ago, when the first emperor was still alive, the Dajing Dynasty signed an armistice agreement with the southern Yue State. To show his sincerity, the first emperor sent the emperor Sun Chuyi, who was only ten years old at the time, to Yue as a hostage, and he went there for eight years.

At the end of last year, the first emperor passed away, and he was formally enthroned at the beginning of this year, so he negotiated with Yue to recruit Chu Yi to return to the country.

This is a major matter related to the country, and it has been widely spread in the capital, and many people are worried that the Yue Kingdom may not let the prince return safely to the country.

Originally Mrs. Gu also thought so, and even secretly expected it.

But reality poured down like a bucket of cold water, and the eldest prince returned to the country smoothly!

Mother Xu naturally didn't know Mrs. Gu's thoughts, so she echoed flatteringly: "God bless you, the emperor has been looking forward to it for eight years, and finally this day is finally here."

"..." Mrs. Gu's expression darkened for an instant, and she cast a gloomy sideways glance at Nanny Xu.

Madam Xu felt her scalp tingling, and hurriedly said: "Mrs. Tai, His Royal Highness seems to be seriously ill, and the accompanying personal guards invited a doctor to see His Highness. Unexpectedly, not only did His Highness not be cured, but his illness became even worse. Yes. The guards had no choice but to alert the magistrate, and today the magistrate just invited His Highness to the Danyang government office."

seriously ill? ! Mrs. Gu's eyes lit up, and her heart beat even faster.

It would be great if the eldest prince really died of a serious illness.

Today, I have always been weak and sickly, and it is difficult to live long. If there is another eventuality for the eldest prince, in the future...according to the etiquette, the officials will have to ask the queen mother, Zong Ling and elders to choose a suitable new monarch from among the clan.

The current queen mother is the successor of the late emperor.

King Kang is her only parent-child, who occupies the title of his son-in-law and is known for his virtue. It is conceivable that he will be the first candidate to inherit the throne.

Mrs. Gu seemed to see the grand occasion of King Kang's ascension to the throne, and a hot light flashed in her eyes.

Her sister-in-law will definitely marry Kang Wang. In the future, her wife will be the queen of the Dajing Dynasty, and she will be the mother of the world.

At that time, their Dingyuanhou Mansion, as the empress's mother's family, will surely be able to return to its former glory... No, it will be improved to a higher level! !

Mrs. Gu turned around slightly, raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the Danyang government office.

Above the sky, there is no cloud in the sky.

The recent weather is very hot, the air is dull, there is no wind, and everyone from the trees to the people is listless and lazy.

The only exception is the Danyang government office in the center of the city. The entire magistrate's yamen is in full swing because of the presence of distinguished guests.

An octagonal palace lantern was lit in the hall, and the candles were shining brightly.

"Ahem..."

The handsome young man sitting at the top put his fist on his lips, lowered his face, and coughed continuously.

He was dressed in a snow-white robe, spotless, and his hair was half loose and loose like ink black.

The warm candlelight poured down on his body gently, coating him with a layer of gold powder, his skin faintly shone with a light golden luster, making his face as pale as paper, and the moles at the end of his eyes were as bright red as blood. Elegant aesthetic.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" A middle-aged man next to him, wearing a fourth-grade embroidered cloud goose gown, stood bowed and asked cautiously.

Chu Yi wiped his mouth with a white handkerchief, his pale cheeks were a little sickly flushed, and his thin chest heaved slightly rapidly.

"Shang Ke, Mr. Lao He is worried." He smiled slightly, his voice was a little hoarse, and his expression was gentle and refined.

The eldest prince's personality is as gentle as the rumors say, and he is a virtuous corporal. He Zhifu thought to himself, and said again: "Your Majesty, let people go and see the doctor..."

Before he finished speaking, a servant of medium build walked in quickly, and said to Zhifu He, "My lord, Dr. Cheng is here."

After half a cup of tea, a doctor in his fifties, wearing a blue straight skirt, hurriedly followed the servant into the hall. He had a square face, a goatee on his chin, and a black turban on his head. His forehead and neck were covered with fine beads of sweat. .

Doctor Cheng had already received the instructions, and knowing that today's patient is a noble person, he bowed to the two of them in fear.

He Zhifu commanded with a dignified expression: "Doctor Cheng, please examine His Highness's pulse carefully."

Doctor Cheng responded again and again, and then asked Chu Yi to stretch out his left wrist, and took the pulse of the other party respectfully, with his eyes downcast.

The pulsation under the fingers is soft and heavy, soft and slippery, like cotton under water, which is a sign of deficiency of Qi and blood, and even a sign of short lifespan.

In the hall, there was silence.

After a while, Doctor Cheng finally withdrew his hands, wiped his sweat with his cuffs, and then said tactfully: "Your Highness is short of Qi and blood, and the interstitial muscles are not solid, and even wind and evil have invaded. Please allow the villain to give His Highness some warming and nourishing medicine." prescription."

Chu Yi turned his face slightly, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and coughed a few more times.

Xiao Shi gently stroked his back, and shouted angrily at Dr. Cheng: "All you doctors have said is that you are suffering from Qi deficiency and blood loss. When will our Highness' illness get better?"

"..." Dr. Cheng was sweating profusely, and said falteringly, "You have to take a few doses before you know..."

Xiao Shi still wanted to say something, but saw Chu Yi raised his hand to signal him to keep silent.

Chu Yi smiled gently: "Doctor Cheng, I'm in a hurry..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Doctor Cheng dared not argue with the people around the First Prince.

Soon, there was a servant ready to write and ink, and Zhifu He on the side told him in a superior tone: "Doctor Cheng, if you need any valuable medicinal materials, just tell me."

Dr. Cheng obediently agreed several times, and quickly wrote the prescription, and gave some precautions for decocting the medicine, so that Chu Yi could take a good rest. From the beginning to the end, he dared not look directly at Chu Yi.

Chu Yi seemed to feel that his subordinate was rude, so he told another guard: "Sihai, send Doctor Cheng out."

The plain-looking young man in gray clasped his fists to accept the order, and personally sent Dr. Cheng out.

The evening sun was so golden that people couldn't open their eyes, and the sticky air seemed to freeze.

After passing through a moon cave gate, Si Hai suddenly stopped, stretched out his arm to stop Doctor Cheng, and asked, "Will the First Prince recover?"

There was no one around except the two of them.

Doctor Cheng looked at Si Hai with some embarrassment, swallowed his saliva, and said: "The villain's medical skills are limited...but the imperial physician should have a way."

Si Hai stared at Doctor Cheng without blinking, and after three breaths of silence, he said again in a cold voice: "Let him weaken naturally, and then die of illness, you should have a solution, right?"

The rays of the setting sun filtered through the layers of leaves, casting mottled light and shadows on Si Hai's face, making his original ordinary face look strange.

Doctor Cheng: "!!!"

Even though he tried his best to calm down, his eyes still opened slightly wide uncontrollably, his pupils flickered, and his body tensed up.