I Am Louis XIV

Mary couldn't speak at all, things changed so fast, she didn't even understand how things turned into such a situation - no, she was aware of it, after all, she was also a wizard and knew that she What kind of thing is his elder brother Felipe? A woman like Mrs. Lafayette is not only respected, but also educated and knowledgeable. She is also the companion of the Duchess of Montpensier. A man with no identity and no bearing—no matter how beautiful he is, he can't win the favor of this lady, let alone be manipulated by him like a doll—when she was in the other world, Fei Lippe's Potions class was indeed better than hers.

The king checked his brother's wounds. This gold-plated dagger also belonged to Philip, Duke of Anjou. That is to say, the greatest possibility was that he stabbed himself when he realized that something was wrong—Louis didn't know that Felipe treated him and the others. The lady did something, but he had already remembered the bottles of potions that Vesalius had put in front of him. If he had known before that that potions could confuse a person's sanity silently, he would never have done so Take it lightly.

But now is obviously not the time to pursue the matter. Louis avoids Philip's wound and transfers him to his shoulders. Fortunately, Philip is very thin and the king is strong enough to carry him without difficulty. Mary gallops over The door was opened for him.

When the king appeared in front of Bang Tang with his injured brother, he and his attendants were taken aback, but the king told them very calmly that he and his brother met an assassin, unfortunately, in order to hide their tracks , the assassin killed Mr. Felipe, the nephew of Mr. Bishop, and the younger brother was also injured when he was protecting him——Looking at the gloomy eyes of the king, Bontang and the attendants knew that no matter what the truth was tonight, That's all they can say.

Two attendants went into the room to clean up the mess. The king took Philip back to his dormitory. He asked the imperial doctor to treat the king's brother, and then sat alone in the small hall outside. Ten minutes later, the sound of footsteps appeared in the In the corridor, the panic-stricken Queen Mother and the noble ladies rushed over.

"What has become of him!" cried the Queen Mother. "Philip, what has become of him!? Louis?"

Louis stood up and held the Queen Mother's hand: "The shoulder was injured, and the doctor is treating him."

"Let me go in and see him."

"The scene inside is not suitable for you," the king said softly, "Mother."

"He is my son!" insisted the Queen Mother. But she immediately found that the king was standing between her and the dormitory, motionless. She looked at Louis, and if she felt something—the incident in that remote room could be hidden from other people, but it was impossible to hide it from the Queen Mother. , A wave of anger welled up in her heart, she clenched her fists, her lips trembled uncontrollably: "You are doubting me!" She shouted: "You are doubting me! You thought it was me..."

"Hush!" Louis yelled sternly, and the fierce gaze made the Queen Mother take a step back. Seeing her like this, Louis' attitude softened a little: "Go back to your room, mother," he said. : "If I need anything, or Philip's situation changes, I will tell you, go back and pray for him, this is the most important thing you should do now."

The Queen Mother's lips moved a few times, she wanted to say something more, but she fell silent.

Louis watched the Queen Mother and others leave the room. He asked Bontang to wait outside, and went into the bedroom by himself. The doctors had already cut off the duke's coat and shirt, and were cleaning Philip's wound with spirits. Fortunately, the gold-plated dagger was more It is often used as an ornament, occasionally used as a table knife, and there is not much dirt on it-the reason why the king came to see it in person was to ensure that the doctors did not propose some medical treatment that was more like torture than treatment. Plan—By the way, before entering the room, these doctors were also ordered to wash their hands and faces, wear satin masks, and wear loose and clean gowns.

One doctor proposed to use weapon ointment, which was approved by other doctors, and Louis also agreed.

Well, when it comes to this weapon ointment, it may be the most effective wound healing drug in this era-only the superficial world, because the way to use this ointment is: first find the knife or sword that caused the wound, and then put it on it Apply this ointment. As for the patient, just wrap the wound with a white cloth. The wounded who use this ointment have the highest recovery rate.

Of course, for those who can see clearly, the advantage of this ointment is that it is not applied to patients at all. At this time, doctors have no concept of cleanliness at all. Their hands are full of bacteria, and they use The drugs are often mixed with feces and filth, and those treated by them are basically doomed. Only the luckiest people can escape death-the advantage of the weapon ointment is that the patient does not have to touch it, nor does it have to touch it. doctor.

The biggest difficulty in using this ointment would be that they had to find the sword that caused the wound, but fortunately, the dagger that injured Wang Di was on the scene and was brought back by Bontang.

While the doctors were clamoring to prepare the ointment, Louis sat on the edge of the bed and pressed Philip's forehead. Philip had already woken up - the wound was stimulated by strong alcohol, unless it was a dead person, it would be difficult to continue unconscious. He looked Looking at his elder brother, he smiled with difficulty—Louis stroked his drenched forehead soothingly, "Mary!" he said, "Have you brought the medicine yet?"

Mary nodded at once, lifted her skirts, and took two or three vials from the pouch tied to her petticoat.

Louis felt that Philip was clenching his hand tightly, and he immediately shook it back: "Don't be afraid," he whispered in Philip's ear, "This is Mary, she is loyal to me, we are going to deal with your wound now, "In this day and age, trauma should not be underestimated. Many people died of infection and fever after the injury, and Philip used a lot of force when he stabbed himself. The wound was deep enough to penetrate a little finger. , the king didn't want him to leave any sequelae, so the wizard's medicine became the best choice.

Mary handed over the medicine bottle, and the king shook it at the candle, and found that there were at least four or five mouthfuls of medicine in the brown glass bottle: "How much do you want to drink?"

"Three bites will do," Mary said.

The king took a deep look at her, and instead of handing the bottle to Philip immediately, he took a sip himself! Mary screamed, and Louis frowned: "It's actually sweet." He said, then opened his palm, and saw that the wound on it was healing quickly—that was when he killed Felipe caused by excessive force.

"Drink." Louis said, but he didn't need to order. Philip immediately took the bottle and drank the potion inside. Obviously, he was more worried that his brother Wang would take another sip than he was afraid of wizards. After drinking the potion, he could feel that more than half of the pain had disappeared, and he still felt disgusted with this devil's creation.

Louis returned the bottle to Marie and watched Philip pour back the fluffy goose down pillow. He was still pale, but there was a trace of blood, at least much better than a few minutes ago, and the blood on the clean linen was no longer there. Expansion: "I know you need more rest right now," Louie said gently, "but I still have some questions for you."

"Go ahead, brother," said Philip.

"I want to know, what did Felipe do to you?" Louie asked.

"I'm not sure." Philip said, "I only know that one day, I suddenly had a good impression of this man, Your Majesty, just like a trustworthy friend."

"That's why you acted as the Count d'Artagnan's assistant when he asked for a duel?"

"Yes."

"So what happened tonight?" Louie asked.

"He wooed me," Philip looked at Mary who kept her head down. He didn't quite understand why his elder brother left her here, but since the king did this, he must have his reasons. He recalled the previous - under the protection of Louis, the younger brother never bowed his head to anyone, nor would he criticize himself because of other people's sins, and Felipe died in front of him in a miserable way. The punishment was nothing more than that, so Philip was not affected badly by it, so he said very happily: "I refused him, he was very angry, and then said something stupid, I don't know what it is , but when I feel my body is out of control, I give myself a shot."

Louie listened carefully and nodded. "Mary," he called, "do you know what this is?"

Mary hesitated for a moment: "It's not...it's not a very powerful potion," she said, "If you have to say it, Your Majesty, it is used in some occasions that need...need...for example, say... "

Louis didn't understand her meaning at all, but Philip understood - of course the musketeers or ministers around the king would not talk about some romantic affairs with him, but around the queen mother, the topics of the noble ladies were almost unavoidable. , "I see," the younger brother interrupted her. He deeply disliked Mary's brother, but he was not so angry that he lost his mind and humiliated an unmarried young woman: "Mrs. Lafayette Is that also the case?"

"Yes." Mary said immediately, almost at the same time, she felt a chill, almost instinctively, and she eagerly explained: "But that's all, it can only slightly affect the recipient Feeling happy and comfortable - like hearing a bird singing, or seeing a gorgeous and fragrant rose... The more determined the person, the more prepared he is. , it is difficult for this drug to work.”

"So after he did that, Mrs. Lafayette refused to see him, and I was able to realize that something was wrong." Philip said: "I have no interest in sleeping with a man."

"He made a mistake." The king took out his handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his brow.