The Splendid Medical Concubine: The Journey of a Concubine

Chapter 33 033 Old Disease

"That's very good." Gu Jue's narrow eyes were sharp and commanding, "Yun Zhan, Mo Chen, let's go back home."

Since the emperor wanted to use his power to suppress him, then don't blame him for not returning the tiger talisman!

Gu Jue got on his horse, clamped the horse's belly calmly, and rode out first. Yun Zhan and Mo Chen also got on their horses, following closely behind.

The sound of horse hooves was clear and loud, and the clattering sound echoed through the sky as they stepped on the bluestone streets of the capital.

Prince Chen's Mansion was given by the late Emperor during his lifetime and is located on Zhuque Street. Zhuque Street is the most prosperous street in the capital and is only four or five blocks away from the imperial palace.

It had been four years since Gu Jue left the capital, but since the palace officials and housekeepers were there, he didn't need to worry too much, and everything in the palace was taken care of properly.

At this time, Prince Chen's Mansion, which had been closed for four years, welcomed back its owner.

The vermilion door with a total of sixty-three doornails, nine vertically and seven horizontally, was wide open. The one hundred Xuanjia soldiers, the chief officials of the palace, Dian Bao, Ji Shan, etc., as well as all the servants of the palace were all waiting in front of the door. They knelt down together and shouted in unison: "Welcome the prince back to the house."

So many voices were unified and powerful.

The whole street was shaken by it, and there was a roar of people.

Gu Jue rode his horse into the palace.

Since the late emperor gave him this palace, he actually didn't live here for long, probably only three to five months, and then he went to Beidi, where he remains until today.

To him, Prince Chen's Mansion seemed familiar yet strange.

Everything seemed to be the same as in memory, but everything seemed different.

Gu Jue got off the horse, waved his hand to dismiss everyone, and then led the horse and walked inside. Only Mo Chen and Yun Zhan followed him step by step.

Gu Jue personally led his horse to the stable, then walked through the front yard and entered the study.

The windows in the study were bright and clean, obviously they had been cleaned carefully, and there was a faint scent of incense floating in the air.

Gu Jue walked straight to the desk, raised his hand and was about to take off his cloak, when his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Yun Zhan stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, I will serve you..."

Yun Zhan's words stopped abruptly and he was shocked. Only then did he notice that Gu Jue's smooth and plump forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his breathing was a little messy. He seemed to be enduring this huge stress. Pain.

Yun Zhan didn't say much and quickly helped Gu Jue take off his cloak. Mo Chen cooperated with him and removed Gu Jue's armor.

The two of them could clearly see that the robe on Gu Jue's back was almost soaked, and he looked like he was fished out of the water.

It was only March at this time, and the weather was neither too cold nor too hot, just right, certainly not too hot.

Yun Zhan's face changed drastically and he blurted out: "Your Majesty, your injury..."

"It's okay." Gu Jue said calmly.

Only he knew that his chest had been throbbing since he entered the side hall of Wuying Palace, and it was getting worse.

Gu Jue calmed down his breathing quickly, with a faint smile on his lips, which was in sharp contrast to his pale face. He was as calm as Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, as if nothing could move him.

"Your Majesty!" Yun Zhan quickly supported Gu Jue and sat down on a rosewood armchair by the window. Yun Zhan and Mo Chen have followed Gu Jue for many years, and they all know how tolerant their prince is. On the battlefield, even if he is hit by an enemy's arrow, he will not frown. Today, I am afraid that the pain is so severe that he even lost his cloak. Can't solve it.

Outsiders may think that the prince is in his prime, but their close associates know that Prince Chen's palace is actually in flames.

The emperor was not only suspicious, but also narrow-minded.

When they were in the north, the imperial court repeatedly blocked the prince with grain and grass soldiers and horses. They wished that the prince would die in the hands of the Chidi people. Now if the emperor knew that the prince had such a serious hidden disease, he would probably take the opportunity to seize the prince's military power. , putting the prince to death!

Yun Zhanqiang calmed down and said: "Your Majesty, I will send someone to find a doctor right now. I heard that there are many famous doctors in Beijing."

It stands to reason that the imperial doctor must have better medical skills, but how dare they let the imperial doctor come to see the prince!

"No need." Gu Jue said calmly, his tone gentle but with an unquestionable power.

He has an old injury. In the past two years, he has seen countless famous doctors. All of them claim to be able to rejuvenate themselves, but they are unable to do anything about his injury. Now, he is just dragging his life. .

He cannot die. Once he dies, his soldiers will be liquidated by the emperor sooner or later. They did not die in the hands of the Chidi people, and they must not die in the political strife in the court.

He is the commander-in-chief of an army. He not only wants to ensure the safety of the people in the area, but also protects the soldiers under his command who are responsible for guarding the territory for Da Qi.

He had to hold on until they were properly settled.

After the pain reached the extreme, the pain finally eased. Gu Jue let go of his right hand covering his chest. His narrow eyes were dark and bright, sharp and firm.

Yun Zhan looked at Gu Jue who was careless, and then at Mo Chen who was as cold as ice, and sighed secretly in his heart: The prince is so uncaring, and Mo Chen is half-dumb, so he can only rely on him. The capital was the capital of the Qi Dynasty, so it should have a few decent officials.

Yun Zhan thought about going out to inquire about it tomorrow.

At this moment, the steward came in from outside and said, "Your Majesty, General Ming wants to see you."

"Ming Xiyang came really quickly." Gu Jue smiled slightly, stood up and said, "Please."

Gu Jue went first to change out of the sweat-soaked robe and put on a moon-white robe. He suddenly changed from a heroic soldier to a noble son of a noble family.

Then, he took Yun Zhan and Mo Chen out of the study and went to the Zhaohui Hall where guests were entertained.

He had just sat down, and not long after, Ming General Ming Xiyang was led over. Before he even stepped into the main hall, his heroic and hearty laughter could be heard: "Your Majesty, you are back!"

Ming Xiyang, wearing a sapphire blue robe, strode across the threshold and walked into the main hall, his face glowing red and his steps vigorous.

"I have finally met the prince!" Ming Xiyang knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and saluted, with joy from the bottom of his heart on his square face.

"No need to be polite." Gu Jue raised his hand and said, "Sit down and talk."

Ming Xiyang was not polite and sat down on the armchair at the bottom.

Soon, a servant brought the tea cup, and then quietly retreated, leaving only the four of them in the hall.

Without outsiders around, Ming Xiyang couldn't keep his mouth shut, and said angrily: "Your Majesty, this Fan Wenzhong is really not a thing. He is making trouble in front of the emperor behind his back, saying that all the people in the north know that there is King Chen but not that there is." Your Majesty, Your Majesty has great merits and military achievements, so you don’t take the Emperor seriously. If you don’t suppress me, you will devour your Majesty sooner or later.”

Ming Xiyang was straightforward by nature, and he was not shy about speaking in front of Gu Jue.

(End of chapter)