The Mansion of the Ice Bear Family. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Julian, the second prince who was in a poisoned coma, was in a room in the mansion at the moment, and Prime Minister Paul had summoned almost all of the best doctors in Ridmar City, and was conducting a tense rescue.

Prime Minister Paul and Leon sat in the next room, father and son relatively silent, but the anxious look on their faces was almost identical.

After a long time, a gray-haired doctor walked into the room, he was one of the most famous doctors in the city of Ridmar and the entire empire, and his crumpled hands had saved countless lives with their crumpled hands, but now the owner of these hands had an undisguised look of frustration on his face.

"I'm sorry, sir. We've done our best, but—"

The Prime Minister raised his head calmly: "But what? ”

The old doctor's face showed a hint of fear, and after hesitating for a long time, he still stubbornly told the news that was enough to make the entire imperial political arena shocked.

"Your Highness Julian, he-I'm afraid he won't wake up."

The temperature in the room seemed to drop by dozens of degrees in an instant, and it was so cold that people couldn't breathe.

Prime Minister Paul took a deep breath, his face still seemed to be very calm, but the fingers on the armrest of the chair that kept trembling slightly betrayed his heart.

"Can't wake up?"

"I'm afraid so." The old doctor's forehead was slightly sweaty, and he said very worriedly: "Prime Minister, it is really that the poison in the second prince is too weird, and there is no damage to his body at all, but under the common diagnosis of all of us, a result has been reached - he seems to have completely lost consciousness. And, and—"

Prime Minister Paul frowned, his face slightly angry, not only because of the second prince's condition, but also because of the doctor's spitting and ambiguity in front of him: "And what? Let me be clear. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The sweat on the old doctor's forehead was even more, and he hurriedly explained: "This phenomenon of the second prince is very strange, he is obviously still alive, but he has no consciousness, as if- well, he has lost his soul. ”

A gleam flashed in Prime Minister Paul's eyes, and his voice suddenly raised an octave: "You say he has lost his soul? ”

The old doctor was taken aback by this action of the Prime Minister, and hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, this is the case, I have read some incomplete ancient books, which mention similar symptoms, if those ancient books are correct, then I am afraid that this poison in the second prince is not aimed at his body, but at his soul." ”

"Poison against the soul?" Leon on the side curled the corners of his mouth disapprovingly, obviously wanting to laugh.

Is there a world where poison can hurt the soul? It's!

In Leon's opinion, this must be an excuse for the old doctor's lame medical skills, or it may be that the old man has gone mad because of the heresy passed down by those soul magicians.

However, to Leon's surprise, his father did not take the old doctor's words as a joke, and not only that, but the prime minister's face became more serious: "Poison for the soul? Are you sure? ”

The old doctor smiled bitterly again, and spread his hands helplessly: "You also know that the realm of the soul has always been a taboo on the mainland, and relevant information is even more difficult to collect, and there are only a few scattered pieces in my hands——"

"Alright, I got it." Prime Minister Paul interrupted the old doctor's rambling and asked the most crucial question: "Is it possible for the second prince to wake up in his current state?" ”

The expression on the old doctor's face became even more nervous, this famous doctor has read countless people, how can he not know that the answer to this question at this moment is related to his own life? For a while, cold sweat flowed and his teeth kept fighting, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

Prime Minister Paul's face became even more ugly, and for a moment he looked as if he was about to lose his patience, but in the end he still held back this anger, and said to the old doctor in front of him in a tone as soft as possible: "Tell the truth, no matter what the result is, I promise not to kill you." ”

The old doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and his speech instantly became normal: "Lord Prime Minister, at least from the perspective of our medical skills, unless a miracle happens, I am afraid that His Royal Highness the Second Prince will be unconscious all the time." ”

Even if they were mentally prepared, when they really heard the news with their own ears, the faces of the prime minister's father and son were still extremely ugly, ten times more ugly than eating five catties of grass to feed the horses in one go.

Without the second prince, how can this game of competition for the throne continue? It is impossible for a vegetative person to ascend the throne as emperor.

But the old doctor didn't care what Prime Minister Paul thought, the famous doctor was standing there in fear at the moment, lest the Prime Minister in front of him suddenly turn his face and kill him.

After a while, Prime Minister Paul waved his hand like a fly: "Go back and look at the second prince, you must make it look like you are still trying your best to save him, otherwise-"

Prime Minister Paul didn't go on, but it was clear to anyone what he meant.

"Yes, yes, everything is as your lord commands." The old doctor hurriedly answered and hurriedly walked out of the door.

It wasn't until the figure of the old doctor completely disappeared that Prime Minister Paul finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, slapped the table beside him fiercely, and made a loud bang.

"A bunch of useless trash!"

I don't know if this sentence is scolding these famous doctors who can't save the second prince, or scolding the guards and masters who are so derelict that they can make people poison the second prince's cup, or Prime Minister Paul simply scolded everyone in it.

Leon was also a little out of idea at the moment: "Father, what should we do?" Maybe we should get in touch with the Sixteenth Prince or the Seventeenth Prince? There should still be time. ”

The sixteenth and seventeenth princes in Leon's mouth are the two youngest boys of Charles XVI, one is two years old and the other is one and a half years old.

Prime Minister Paul shook his head and said, "No, a minor prince cannot inherit the throne. ”

Leon was dumbfounded, only to realize that he had forgotten this rule in a moment's hurry.

As if eager to redeem his gaffe, Leon immediately spoke again: "Maybe we can contact the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince, these two princes' mother families have no foundation, and they should be easily controlled by us." ”

But Prime Minister Paul still vetoed Leon's idea: "Now that time is urgent, it is really inappropriate to temporarily replace the prince who supports us, the seventh prince and the eighth prince have no friendship with our family, even if one of them is put on the throne, they may not treat us sincerely." ”

At this point, Leon had to obediently close his mouth, because he didn't have any ideas anymore.

This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what to do?

As the minutes passed, the anger on Prime Minister Paul's face gradually disappeared, replaced by incomparable hesitation and entanglement.

This hesitation lasted for several hours, and it was not until it was dark and the servants had lit the lamps that Prime Minister Paul finally made his decision and got up from his chair.

"Looks like that's the only one to use, come with me, Leon."

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