"He was tortured by Cangyun so badly that his subordinates sent him back to the palace. ”

Yun Qin lightly shook his head and said: "You go and appease the people who were crushed by the dark night, and replenish more money to repair the houses, you can take these medicines, which are very useful for external injuries." ”

After the words fell, she took out two white porcelain bottles and threw them to the wind.

The latter took the medicine bottle and said respectfully: "Yes, the subordinates will do it." ”

……

in the Royal Palace.

Although the news of Cang Yun's death came, because Cang Ling was seriously injured and unconscious, the atmosphere in the palace was still tense, even if he was far away from the place of right and wrong, he still didn't dare to make a mistake, he was cautious one by one, and he didn't dare to come out.

This is especially true of a splendid palace somewhere.

In the hall, the Empress Dowager Nangong Xi sat in front of the dragon couch with a sad expression, looking at her son who had a weak breath on the dragon couch, and frequently wiped her tears with a silk handkerchief.

Not far behind her, there stood a group of imperial doctors, one by one, trying to reduce their sense of presence as much as possible, for fear that the queen mother would launch a rush to anger them.

It's really not that they are incompetent, but that the seven princes don't know what methods they used to torture the emperor to the point that no one is a ghost or a ghost, and they are also powerless.

Suddenly, Nangong Xi stopped sobbing, and turned to the palace maid next to him angrily and asked, "Why hasn't the person who went to invite the alchemist come back yet? Can't you do such a thing? Or are you not good to see the emperor?"

The palace maids trembled in horror by her angry questioning, but before they could reply, Nangong Xi turned to the group of imperial doctors again, his eyes were red, "And you! The royal family pays so much money to support you every year, is it because of you waste ......?"

Nangong Xi chattered his lips together, and everyone in the hall listened silently.

I don't know if I was tired of hearing it or worried about Cang Ling on the bed, an old lady doctor finally knelt down and said: "Queen Mother, when the emperor wakes up, how do you want to punish Weichen and everyone, but the emperor's injury is critical, and Weichen and others think that the alchemists in the city are afraid that they will not be able to treat the emperor, so they have to send someone to the Jiuli Hall to ask the president of the alchemist union!"

Nangong Xi didn't know that it was more certain to find the Boundless ......Silence?

"Jiuli Hall is a long way away, and it will take more than a day to go back and forth at the earliest, can the emperor wait until that time?" Nangong Xi retorted angrily.

"Queen Mother, the wife of the hall master of the Jiuli Palace, Yun Qin, is now a grandmaster-level alchemist, if you can't find President Lone, it's okay to find her, and she is in the imperial capital now. ”

"That's right, Niangniang, it's better to send someone to invite Mrs. Long to see the emperor. ”

“……”

Nangong Xi listened to their words, and her expression became more and more gloomy, "It's okay to find her, but the royal family and Na Yun Qin had such a stiff quarrel because of Cangyun's bastard before, and the former emperor even listened to Na Yun Aotian's words and went to Jiuli Hall to make trouble, are you sure she will come?"

“……”

The imperial doctors couldn't help muttering in their hearts.

Now everyone knows that the Alchemist Guild is a subsidiary of the Jiuli Palace, and you also ordered to find the alchemist of the Alchemist Guild to see the emperor, why didn't you think of this stubble?

Nangong Xi seemed to see their thoughts from their expressions, and his expression couldn't help but snort, and he said angrily: "No matter if the mourning family doesn't matter, whether it is lonely or Yunqin, you must invite someone to the mourning family, otherwise the emperor has three long and two short, and the mourning family will let you all accompany him to the funeral!"

"This ......"

What else did the imperial doctors say, Nangong Xi scolded sharply: "Where is that slut Wen Xiyan now?"