Han Ying was so frightened that she quickly removed her eyes from the snow-white jade body of the Nine Emperor Princes, pulled the clothes on the screen, and covered the Nine Emperor Princes, and then felt that something liquid was flowing out from under her nose, Han Ying wiped it with her sleeve, and it was actually a nosebleed! Oh, my God! Han Ying endured the fragrance of her blood, wiped the blood stains indiscriminately, and then wrapped the Nine Emperor Princes, it really took a lot of effort to finally get the Nine Emperor Princes to bed. Liang Yuanhe kept muttering:

"Cold ......"

Han Ying had to hurry up to find the imperial doctor, but the Nine Emperors themselves were in Ciyang Palace, and she couldn't let go of her heart. The Nine Emperors were cold, Han Ying wiped his body dry first, and when he got down, Han Ying closed his eyes, wiped it indiscriminately, and then hurriedly covered the quilt, Liang Yuanhe's face became more and more pale, and Han Ying was very scared. I haven't seen the Nine Emperors get sick on weekdays, how can this suddenly be so serious? The body is hot, but he shouts cold, suffers from the wind cold, and has a high fever? Han Ying covered Liang Yuanhe with several layers of quilts, and then wiped his forehead with a soft towel and said:

"Your Highness, you wait for the slave maid, and the slave maid will go to find the imperial doctor for you, it's okay."

Han Ying temporarily settled Liang Yuanhe, then quickly ran out, straight to the Imperial Medical Hall, Han Ying only felt that the Imperial Medical Hall was so far away, ran for a long time, and finally arrived, she hurriedly rushed in, and saw that there were several imperial doctors inside, so she ran over, saluted and said:

"My lord, the slave maid is from Ciyang Palace, His Royal Highness the Ninth suddenly fell into a coma and was hot, please go over and take a look!"

The imperial doctor closest to Han Ying listened, turned around and picked up the medicine box, Han Ying was just about to get excited, only to hear the imperial doctor say:

"Oh, no, Concubine Zhao is not feeling well, the old minister has to go and see it first."

Han Ying was stunned for a moment, and immediately went to find other imperial doctors, but she didn't expect those imperial doctors to quickly pack up their things, and finally said:

"Oh, that Zhao Guifei is pregnant with a dragon descendant, and I have to go to the clinic together."

"The queen mother just passed me, and I have to leave too."

"Well, so am I."

"Alas! My lord! My lord! His Royal Highness the Nine is already unconscious! Please take a look! ”

Han Ying saw that the imperial doctor was about to leave, hurriedly grabbed one, and pleaded, but the imperial doctor shook his head and said:

"Oh, no, it's more important on my side."

The imperial doctors all walked away quickly, and only the one that Han Ying grabbed was still struggling. Han Ying knelt down and pleaded:

"My lord, His Royal Highness the Ninth can't be delayed, I'm hot, I've been in a coma for a long time, please! Take a trip with the slave! Slave maid, slave maid has a hairpin here, which is rewarded by His Royal Highness the Prince, is it okay for you? Please! Let's go to Ciyang Palace! ”

Han Ying was all over her body, only this hairpin was the most valuable, and there was no choice but to let it all out. But the imperial doctor didn't answer, and said with a sad face:

"I, I'm also forced to do things, I'm old, I'm young, I have to be cautious, you, you still have to think of other ways!"

The imperial doctor was ruthless, shook off Han Ying, and ran out, Han Ying cried anxiously:

"My lord! My lord! ”

However, it was useless, in the huge imperial medical hall, only Han Ying was left to sit on the ground alone, she hated these people who were prone to inflammation and power, and they didn't save them when they saw death, what kind of doctor was benevolent? However, there was no time for her to criticize too much, Han Ying stood up and looked back and forth at the Imperial Medical Pavilion, she really couldn't think of anyone else to ask for help. The Five Princes? I was hit by him and didn't want to meet at all. Tao Qingling is also a palace maid, and she can't count on anything, so ...... Chu Feiyan! She is now being favored by the Eighth Prince, so hurry up to her and ask her to ask the Eighth Prince to find a royal doctor for His Royal Highness the Nine. After Han Ying decided, she accelerated and ran again until the Huayang Palace of the Eighth Prince.

"Hello, I'm Han Ying, may I ask, is Chu Feiyan here?"

Han Ying asked the guards at the gate of the palace anxiously, but the guards replied that the Eighth Prince had taken Chu Feiyan to Fengge Terrace, Han Ying suddenly felt a little desperate, she walked back helplessly, thinking about who to go to in her mind. Suddenly, the crown prince entered her mind, hesitated again and again, forget it, the comfort of His Royal Highness Nine is the most important, let's go to Mingyang Palace. However, God seems to be against Han Ying, and the prince is no longer in the palace, but goes to the queen's Qingning Palace. Oh my God, Han Ying can't go, what should I do? What to do? Han Ying gritted her teeth and ran back to the Imperial Doctor's Hall, where the Imperial Doctor who was caught by Han Ying at the end had already returned, and he was the only one. When the imperial doctor saw Han Ying, he was just about to pack up his things, but Han Ying knelt down with a "plop" and said in a resolute tone:

"My lord, you don't have to go to Ciyang Palace, can you, according to Han Ying's description, give Han Ying a few pairs of medicines?"

The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment, and Han Ying said again:

"The slave knows that you are also forced to do so, but as long as you don't enter the Ciyang Palace, no one will treat you badly, right? You are a slave and a maid, and what you are describing now is not the Nine Emperor Princes! Please, human life is at stake! ”

Han Ying kowtowed three times, after saying the last sentence, she couldn't cry anymore, the Nine Emperor Princes didn't know if it was getting worse now, if there was no imperial doctor, there would be no medicine, Han Ying didn't dare to imagine.

The imperial doctor frowned, his beard was about to be rolled up, he sighed, and in the face of the pressure exerted by Han Ying, he had no choice but to say:

"Say it."

This sentence, to Han Ying's ears, is definitely the hope of life, she hurriedly said the situation of the Nine Emperor Princes, the imperial doctor frowned, and then went to get the medicine, Han Ying only let go of her heart a little at this moment, and accidentally touched her clothes, which were already frozen. When he got the Nine Emperor Princes out, his clothes were already wet, and he was naturally frozen outside, and he realized it.

"This medicine, I don't know if it's right or not, after all, I didn't see it, but this is also the best that Lao Chen can do, even if it's not right, it won't hurt, I take relatively mild medicine. Also, don't talk about things here. ”

The imperial doctor said with a serious face, Han Ying kowtowed again, and then took the medicine and said:

"Thank you, sir, the slave will remember, thank you, sir."

Han Ying tightly carried the medicine into her arms, for fear of another incident, she hurriedly ran back to Ciyang Palace non-stop, and when she arrived at the bedroom of the Nine Emperor Princes, she was already out of breath. She hurriedly came to the bed of the Nine Emperor Princes, and the Nine Emperor Princes' miserable white face had disappeared, replaced by red and red, and no longer made a sound, and her whole body was trembling all the time. Han Ying also brought her quilt over, surrounded the Nine Emperor Princes, and then moved the medicine stove into the bedroom, so that when boiling medicine, she could also take care of the Nine Emperor Princes. She lit the medicine stove, boiled the medicine, and then brought all the charcoal fires to warm the Nine Emperor Princes, and helped him wipe the cold sweat on his forehead from time to time. Han Ying was very worried, afraid that the Nine Emperor Princes would be so serious this time that it would be irreparable.

Looking at the uncomfortable state of the Nine Emperor Princes, Han Ying suddenly remembered the family members who were burned by the fire, and suddenly bad thoughts rushed into Han Ying's head, she was afraid that the Nine Emperor Princes would have an accident because of this, and they would also leave her, she didn't want to experience the life and death of the people around her. Han Ying's tears ran down her cheeks and lay down, wiping the sweat of the Nine Emperor Princes, while sobbing and saying:

"Your Highness, you hold on, you can't be fine, the slave has already boiled medicine for you, hold on. If...... If you ...... What's unexpected with you...... Slaves...... What can I do? ”

Han Ying was extremely afraid of life and death, when a person died, there was nothing left, leaving the living people with infinite sorrow.

At this time, Liang Yuanhe seemed to have some sense, his lips opened slightly, but he didn't speak, and Han Ying also happened to go to see the medicine and didn't notice this scene.

It takes a long time to boil the medicine, Han Ying doesn't know any medical knowledge, and the imperial doctor doesn't say much, she really doesn't know how to alleviate the pain of the Nine Emperors. Seeing that the Nine Emperor Princes couldn't stop trembling, Han Ying touched it, and his whole body began to be cold, how cold is this? But everything that can be used to keep warm, what should I do? What to do? Why is medicine so slow? Han Ying was in a hurry, and later, she simply lay down beside the Nine Emperor Princes, hugged the Nine Emperor Princes through the quilt, and used her body to warm him. The quilt will be cold, and the charcoal fire will be extinguished, but the body temperature of the person is always there, so the temperature can only be maintained for the Nine Emperor Princes. Liang Yuanhe was in a daze, and he could only hear someone crying in his ears, and his body constantly felt some warmth......

The medicine was finally cured, Han Ying brought it over, carefully lifted the Nine Emperor Princes up, let him lean on his body, and then fed them little by little with a spoon, but the Nine Emperors' strength was very little now, and his mouth could not be opened, resulting in a lot of medicine flowing outside. Han Ying had no choice but to adjust her posture again, and then reluctantly fed the medicine in. After that, Han Ying stayed by the side, observing the state of the Nine Emperor Princes.

How can it be so serious? What the hell is going on? Until the early hours of the morning, Han Ying never closed her eyes, and kept looking after the Nine Emperor Princes. The Nine Emperors' face is now slightly back to normal, but he hasn't woken up yet, but his body is no longer trembling, which means that the medicine is still useful. Han Ying boiled up the second medicine, and when she got better, there was hope, and this time she tossed it, Han Ying's heart went up and down.

Liang Yuanhe's side, his eyebrows moved, and then his eyelids seemed to challenge several times, and finally opened, his vision gradually became clear from blur, and the strong smell of medicine penetrated into his nose, but he was weak and his mind was chaotic. He closed his eyes to ease up, then opened his eyes again, looked to the side, and saw Han Ying busy boiling medicine. Han Ying seemed to have a sense, she turned her head sharply, and saw that the Nine Emperor Princes were looking at her, she was very excited, tears flowed down again, and she threw herself on the edge of the Nine Emperor Princes, and said excitedly:

"Your Highness, you are awake! You're finally awake! I'm scared to death the slave! Woowoo woo ......"

Han Ying tucked the quilt for Liang Yuanhe and cried, crying with joy is real. Liang Yuanhe looked at Han Ying's real appearance of worrying about being excited, and in the bottom of his heart, he felt weird......