"How?" Song Zhancheng stared at the imperial doctor who rushed in, his face was extremely ugly, compared to the Wing Emperor who was lying down, if something really happened, he ......

He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it. He has never been a pessimistic person, but the frequent occurrence of such things makes him unable to accept it for the time being, and he is still a close relative.

The wrinkles between the eyebrows of the first imperial doctor can kill a fly, and the fingertips on the emperor's wrist trembled imperceptibly, and then one knelt down and bowed to the ground and trembled slightly, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, Your Majesty...... Your Majesty is suffering from a sudden illness and a stroke. ”

"Stroke?" Song Zhancheng scolded in his heart, how could it be a stroke?

Song Zhancheng still has an understanding of this stroke, and I heard Cheng Jingyun mention it before, and there is another name for stroke in "Neijing", commonly known as stroke.

"Isn't that a quick cure?!" Song Zhancheng was so angry when he looked at him like this, he couldn't wait to kick it.

The first imperial doctor raised his head, and the old face looked very bad, "Stroke is an evil deficiency entering the body, and a sudden illness occurs, according to the meridian path, the deficiency and heat cannot be turned over to form a blockage, plus ......"

Song Zhancheng frowned, "Say!" ”

"Coupled with the impatience of the heart, His Majesty's body that is not yet complete naturally can't stand this, so it will be a stroke if it accumulates together, and it is extremely difficult to treat this stroke, so you can only force it first and then ......."

"This king doesn't want to listen to you say this!" Song Zhancheng's eyes were full of anger, and he smashed the teacup on the ground on the side, and shouted, "Can it be cured?!" ”

The sound of the porcelain cup breaking sounded in his ears, and the body of the first imperial doctor shook again, and he hurriedly said, "Weichen can't be sure, but Weichen can help His Majesty suppress it in the early stage, and use the Earth Dragon, Qin Gang, Clematis, Talc, Cangzi, Loofah, Sea Breeze Vine, Coptis chinensis, Antelope Horn, etc., as for the later stage, it depends on Your Majesty's recovery." ”

"Why don't you go now?! Are you waiting for this king to give you medicine? Song Zhancheng roared, his eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, and he resisted that he didn't have the urge to continue throwing things.

After hearing this, the first imperial doctor quickly retreated, and even took the prince and the prince to grab the medicine, the current royal highness of the prince is too terrible to stay.

Song Zhancheng looked at the Yihuang lying on the bed with heavy eyes, strode over and squatted down with sad eyes, "I'm sorry for my father, I'm ...... I didn't mean to. ”

Even though the other party couldn't hear it, Song Zhancheng felt uneasy, and he still wanted to say something to suppress this uneasiness.

I was deep in my heart, and I didn't feel good in my heart, so I raised my hand and rubbed my eyebrows, and my heart had a headache.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough ......" The cough sounded again, and the emperor's body trembled even more than just now, and his hand was crooked abnormally, looking really weird, and the expression on his face seemed to be uncontrollable.

"Princess!"

"Eh, the slave is here, what does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince command?" The prince was actually waiting outside the door, and it was impossible to really go to the imperial pharmacy with him, so he still needed to stay here to avoid accidents.

Hearing the call, he hurriedly pushed open the door and went in and walked to Song Zhancheng's side to wait, Yu Guang suddenly saw the emperor lying down and seemed to be a little serious, and he was a little anxious in his heart, why hasn't the imperial doctor come yet? !

"Is the medicine coming?" Song Zhancheng didn't care about the emperor's dragon body, one hand tried to pat the emperor's chest to ease the violent coughing sound, his eyebrows were twisted together, why did he cough again?

Wang Gonggong opened his mouth quite indescribably, and was about to say that before he could speak, he heard a hurried voice outside, "Wang Gonggong, the medicine is here, the medicine is here!" ”

"Hurry up, bring it in!"

The prince hurriedly asked people to come in, and Song Zhancheng also got up and left his position to make room for the imperial doctor.

After feeding the medicine, after seeing that the emperor did not have the spasms he had before, Song Zhancheng let go of the breath he had been carrying, closed his eyes, and a feeling of fatigue came.

Raising his eyes, he looked at the prince and instructed, his expression was gloomy, "Father will notify this king when he wakes up." ”

The prince bowed his head, "Yes." ”

The mood was not good all the way, and even the excitement of going back to see Cheng Jingyun had disappeared, and Song Zhancheng, who was sitting in the carriage, looked at the palace road outside the window with some amazement, and he was very familiar with every brick and tile.

With a heavy heart, he stepped into the palace.

"Sister?" Song Zhancheng was a little surprised, "Why are you here?" ”

As soon as he stepped into the palace of Prince Jin, he could hear that Song Zhaohua was in the front hall.

Song Zhaohua looked at him and smiled, "Why are you surprised?" Today you canonized the crown prince, I heard that you came back, I just came, but I didn't expect to hear that you went out again, so I thought about waiting in the house, how do you feel today? ”

Song Zhancheng showed a wry smile when he heard this, and Song Zhaohua frowned when he looked at him, sniffing out something wrong, "What's going on?" Isn't it going well? ”

Song Zhancheng doesn't want to tell Song Zhaohua about his father's affairs now, and it's useless to worry about the matter over there before it is decided, and then he will talk about it when everything is stable, and his father has not woken up yet.

"My father did not canonize Jingyun as the crown princess." After thinking about it for a while, he still said this, and his tone was a little cold and unpleasant.

Song Zhaohua was dumbfounded when he heard this, his eyes flashed with a hint of panic, and then he returned to normal and said, "Is there something unspeakable about my father?" ”

That panic did not escape Song Zhancheng's eyes, and he squinted, "I don't know if my father has any unspeakable secrets, but sister, do you know something?" Suspicious with three points, but sure but seven points, Song Zhaohua has never been able to hide anything in front of him, just like this time, looking at her rather abnormal expression made Song Zhancheng feel that her sister might really know something, and took a step closer, "Isn't it?" ”

"How is that possible?! I don't know anything. Song Zhaohua dodged the scrutinizing black eyes, turned her face and stopped looking at Song Zhancheng, and calmly took the hot tea on the side and took a sip of her eyes, only the fluttering eyelashes could see that she was a little weak.

"Sister!" There are so many things that happened today, so much so that Song Zhancheng has no patience for this matter, and the deception and speculation made him irritable, and his eyes were a little sharper than usual, which made Song Zhaohua a little afraid to look at him.

"It was I who proposed to my father that Cheng Jingyun should not be the crown princess."

In the end, Song Zhaohua still told the truth of this matter under the pressure of Song Zhancheng.

"What?!" Song Zhancheng was a little incredulous, and walked up a few steps in front of Song Zhaohua in a tone that seemed to be unable to understand why she did this, "Sister, why did you do this?!" ”

Song Zhancheng's head was a little fried, and his mood was also a little fried, he was made to burn a little by the successive blows, and asked with anger in his eyes, "Sister, are you still prejudiced against Jingyun?!" ”

"When did this palace see Cheng Jingyun again?! Zhan Cheng, you actually quarreled with this palace for her? Song Zhaohua was in a good mood just now by this roar, and suddenly felt like a basin of cold water was poured on him, and said in disbelief, "This palace is such a person in your eyes?" ”

Song Zhancheng knew that he was a little anxious to speak, but he couldn't care about anything else now, and was eager to find an outlet to vent, "Then why do you want to tell your father that you won't be the crown princess?!" ”