100 Girl, the prince wants to take a concubine
Only she can control the dosage.
Chu Ci's last sentence, Meng Jing really couldn't refute it, so he had to squeeze the medicine bowl tightly and push it towards her little by little.
Chu Ci sobbed softly again before taking the medicine.
After a while, he looked at King Lu Xiaojun again and ordered, "Xianggong, you have to put Xin'er on the bed, and then help me get a bamboo pipe to ......."
When King Lu Xiaojun heard this, he looked at Chu Ci's grief-stricken appearance but had to hold on, and then at Xin'er, who was flushed in his arms, clenched his fists, and turned around and walked towards the bed.
After putting Xin'er away, he went out to find someone to ask for a bamboo pipe.
The bamboo pipe is washed quickly.
After Chu Ci took it, she poked the end of the tube into Xin'er's mouth, she took a sip of the medicine bowl, lowered her head, and fed the decoction to him through the bamboo tube.
Xin'er was now burned in a daze, and her cry was so weak that she could barely hear it.
She estimated the amount of medicine, and when she reached the fifth mouthful, she stopped for a moment.
"Let's get some wine ready!" put her hand on Xin'er's forehead and guarded it for a while, and she ordered the maidservants beside her again.
Zhexia had been staying in the Regent's Mansion recently, and knew where the wine was, and when she heard the words, she immediately turned around and retreated.
After a while, she brought a small jar of wine.
Chu Ci forcefully lifted the seal of the wine jar, put the handkerchief he was carrying into the wine, soaked it, wrung it out, and wiped it off Xin'er's five hearts.
She rubbed it over and over again, praying in her heart that it would work.
Although when writing the prescription, it had already been decided to keep Xin'er by her side for the rest of her life.
can be a mother, but if there is a little hope, who wants their children to become fools!
"Lady. I'm here to help you too! "King Lu Xiaojun had seen Chu Ci's cooling method as early as when he was in the Nanjun Palace, and now he saw her wiping Xin'er's body over and over again, and she was busy stepping forward to help.
Seeing this, Zhejin also untied the veil on his body and handed it to King Lu Xiaojun.
After King Lu Xiaojun took it, he soaked it with wine and helped Xin'er wipe her body.
The two of them started at the same time and persisted for a full hour, but the temperature on Xin'er's body still did not drop.
"Why don't you try it with ice cubes again?" King Lu Xiaojun saw that wiping his body with wine didn't work, as if he remembered something, and proposed again.
Chu Ci shook his head and said in a dumb voice. "No, Xin'er is too young, if you use ice cubes directly, he will get frostbite."
"How many more layers of veils do you make?"
"Will this still have an effect......" Chu Ci muttered bitterly in a low voice.
A quarter of an hour later, I saw that the temperature on Xin'er's body was about to rise again.
She had to be ruthless and fed him three mouthfuls of medicine with a bamboo pipe.
After feeding these three mouthfuls, Xin'er seemed to be choked, and suddenly coughed violently.
As soon as Chu Ci heard this voice, he knew that his throat was blocked by phlegm again.
Thinking like this, she lowered her head without hesitation, covered his mouth again, and sucked out the phlegm stuck in his throat......
After rinsing your mouth.
Outside. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps.
It was Meng Jing who secretly asked Han Zhen to invite all the famous doctors in the Tai Hospital and the capital.
"This is the pulse case of the little prince, you take turns to see, if anyone can save the little prince, the prince will allow him ten thousand taels of gold and the official will be promoted to the third level!"
Han Zhen threw the pulse case on the table, looked at the famous doctors in the outer hall and said.
When these people heard this, they immediately thought about it, and one by one they rushed to see the pulse case.
After reading it, they all lowered their heads like quails.
Only a teenager who didn't look like a famous doctor frowned tightly, pursed his red lips, and looked like he wanted to say something.
Han Zhen has been by Meng Jing's side for so many years, and it is fine.
At a glance, I noticed the difference between the young man, and then thought about his teacher.
He suddenly walked towards him, stopped in front of him, and said, "Can you take a step to speak?" β
As soon as Yan Ming heard Han Zhen's tone, he knew that he had accidentally shown his face, and he happened to be seen by this Han guard.
I had no choice but to nod my head and follow him towards the side hall.
After arriving at the side hall, he didn't say hello, and went straight to the point, "Yan Gongzi, to be honest, do you have a way to cure our little son?" β
Yan Ming heard him ask so directly, and the expression on his face became even more entangled.
Han Zhen couldn't afford to spend it with him, so he lifted his robe and knelt down directly, "Ask the banquet prince for advice...... There are only two sons in my family, if the little son can't be saved, then half of my master's life will be gone! β
"It is said that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, Yan Gongzi also grew up in Buddhism, please ask Yan Gongzi to be merciful for a while, save our little son!"
"As long as you can save the little boy, I can promise you here, anything in the Regent's Mansion will be open to you."
Yan Ming: "......"
Han Zhe's words were too heavy, and he really couldn't refuse.
I had to let out a long sigh and said, "That's it, I'll just tell you directly...... I can't cure this disease, little boy, when I was in Chengtian Temple, I saw a person who could cure it! β
"Who's that man?" Han Zhen got up and asked anxiously.
Yan Ming said, "It's my master, Master Jueming's senior brother, Yuan Han, the poison king who has retired from the rivers and lakes. β
Poison King Yuan Han?
Hearing this name, Han Zhen's brows furrowed tightly, and he wondered, "But didn't this senior completely disappear thirty years ago, after his seventieth birthday?" β
Yan Ming nodded, "That's right, even my master, Master Jueming, only met him once ten years ago. It was on that side that I saw with my own eyes that it took him a month of hard work to save a one-year-old baby who was even more critical than the little boy's condition. β
Hearing this, Han Zhen pondered for a moment and said, "What about your master, Master Jueming, will he know that person's whereabouts?" β
Yan Ming sighed, "It's not a secret, it was also the meeting ten years ago, my master and the poison king Yuan Han completely fell out, the poison king Yuan Han once put down cruel words, and he and his master Huang Quan will never see each other again in this life." β
So, the clues he provided are still useless?
Thinking like this, Han Zhen's face suddenly became depressed.
The little hope that I originally held in my heart disappeared like light smoke in a blink of an eye.
Yan Ming looked at him like this, and he was also very guilty for not being able to help him at all.
After a slight pause, he said, "But there is no absolute in everything, if the Han guards can trust me, then I will go back to Chengtian Temple now, ask the master for clarification, and see if he has any way to find the whereabouts of the poison king Yuan Han." β
Han Zhen had a little drum beating in his heart, "It's been ten years...... "The drug king Yuan Han is not alive or not.
Yan Ming heard the implicit meaning of his words, but he didn't quite agree, he left a sentence, "Always do your best", and walked out.
Han Zhen watched him fly away.
After a slight smile, he walked towards the main room where Meng Jing was, and he carefully explained to Meng Jing what Yan Ming had just explained.
Meng Jing listened, his originally lifeless face seemed to have been re-injected into a fresh spring, he immediately walked towards Chu Ci, and after standing in front of her, he looked at her pale and embarrassed face, and said in a choked voice, "Princess Shizi, can you lend me the Qingsi of the Qinglongwei in Suzhou?" β
When Chu Ci heard this, he looked up at Meng Jing, with a little caution, and said excitedly, "Lord Wang...... But you've found a better doctor? β
Meng Jing didn't know what to say to her about the poison king Yuan Han.
He was afraid that she would not see hope.
I am afraid that she is full of hope and will be disappointed in the end.
After muttering for a while, he had to briefly mention the matter of the poison king Yuan Han to him.
When Chu Ci heard her say this, his heart moved, as if he remembered something. Suddenly raised his hand, pushed down a string of sandalwood beads from above, handed it to him, and said, "Lord Wang, do you remember this?" β
When Meng Jing heard her say this, his eyes drooped and fell on the string of beads.
"It's ...... When Master Jueming learned that you were pregnant, he personally gave it to you, saying that with it, he might be able to help you save the flesh and bones in your womb...... "Meng Jing thought back, and described the situation at that time carefully.
Chu Ci nodded, and said in a deep voice, "If the two children are destined to have a catastrophe, then I think that this is the catastrophe at this moment, if you ask Qingsi to find Master Jueming, remember to bring this bead string." β
Meng Jing looked at her rejuvenated eyes, took the string of beads, nodded slowly, and then turned around and walked out.
"Lady......" King Lu Xiaojun was also relieved to see Chu Ci who had come back to life.
But I was afraid in my heart that all this was just an empty joy.
He called out softly, looking at her gaze, which was unprecedentedly complicated and cautious.
Chu Ci saw his eyes clearly.
Then he raised his lips and smiled, held his hand, and comforted him, "Xianggong, don't worry about me, didn't you hear?" Xin'er was saved, so Qingsi had to bring back the poison king Yuan Han, and Xin'er would be saved. β
"Lady......" King Lu Xiaojun shouted again, and then couldn't help it, reached out and scooped Chu Ci into his arms, and hugged him tightly.
After that, the two stayed by Xin'er's bedside.
I didn't close my eyes for two nights and three days.
Meng Jing had other things to deal with, and he couldn't keep watch all the time during the day, so he had to come over at night.
On the third day, that is, the day he and Concubine Yun agreed to accept Chunxiao.
As soon as night fell, there was a commotion outside.
Chu Ci looked at Xin'er, who had just fallen asleep, and couldn't help frowning.
"What's going on out there?" She propped herself up with some difficulty, looked at Zhejin and Zhexia and asked.
Although Zhi Jin and Zhi Xia have been waiting in the Cloud Ladder Courtyard for the past few days, how could they be completely unaware of the things outside.
Hearing Chu Ci ask, both of them had a bitter look on their faces, and no one dared to say it first.
Seeing this, Chu Ci couldn't help but have a cold face, raised his tone and asked again, "What the hell is going on, say!" β
"Aunt, girl, ......" Zhejin's voice trembled. Hanging his head stiffly, he whispered, "Outside, outside is ......"
"What the hell?"
"It's the prince who wants to take a concubine!"
"The prince takes a concubine?" The expression on Chu Ci's face suddenly turned cold, she turned her head, looked at her son who didn't know whether he was alive or dead on the bed, clenched her fists, and sneered, "His own flesh and blood are still uncertain, he is in a good mood, and he has the leisure of taking a concubine, let him roll over for me!" β
"Girl......" Zhi Jin's whole face turned white when he heard the last sentence. Looking at her, his face was panicked and speechless.
The momentum emanating from Chu Ci's eyebrows and eyes was even more lonely, "What, I ordered you not to move?" β
Where did Zhejin dare to admit it, and he was busy turning his head into a rattle, "No, no, no...... Slaves don't dare! β
"Since you don't dare, do as I tell you, remember, don't tamper with my meaning, you have to bring me every word I say!"
"......" Zhijin gritted his teeth.
What else could she say. The prince has already given her to the girl, then she is a person from the Chu Mansion.
Naturally, Chu Ci's instructions should be given priority.
Thinking like this, she could only bless herself and turn around and walk outside.
At this time, in the study, Meng Jing also heard the noise coming from outside.
"What's going on?" He frowned, and looked at Han Zhen with a cold gaze, "The little boy still needs to recuperate, who dares to make noise outside?!" β
When Han Zhen heard this, he hurriedly said, "Then go out and have a look!" β
As he spoke, he walked out.
But I didn't have time to turn around. There was another report outside, "Lord, the girl who is next to the princess of Nanjun Wangfu asks to see her, now do you want to let her in?" β
When Meng Jing heard that it was the person beside Chu Ci, he didn't even have time to pay attention to the guards at the door, so he got up directly, bypassed the table, and strode out.
Seeing his master leaving, Han Xun hurriedly chased after him and opened the door for his master.
At this time, under the porch outside, Zhi Jin was standing with a tangled face.
At this time. Seeing Meng Jing come out, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, and then moved forward and bowed carefully, "Slave and maid to the prince!" β
"Why are you here, but what's going on with the princess?" Meng Jing looked gloomy and asked nervously,
Zhejin smiled wryly and shook his head, "Actually, it's nothing." β
"And what are you doing here?"
"Our girl...... I want the slave to bring a message to the prince. β
"What?"
"Lord Wang, can we go in and talk?" Zhejin said that she really wanted to save some face for her old master.
Partially. As if he couldn't see the embarrassment on her face, Meng Jing flicked his sleeves and dismissed him without hesitation, and said coldly, "No need, just say it here!" β
"But ......" Zhejin still wants to fight for it again.
Meng Jing interrupted her directly, "Say! β
In the face of the old master's outgoing and unrestrained domineering spirit, Zhe Jin's heart trembled, and he had to open his mouth as if he was dead, and then conveyed Chu Ci's words to her word by word.
And then......
Meng Jing's whole face darkened.
He could even feel the guards around him as if they were substantial. Strange gaze.
My heart sank.
He clenched his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, and then without any warning, he suddenly turned his head in annoyance and anger, glared at Han Zhen and said, "It's not for you to go to find out where the noise in the mansion came from, why are you still standing here?" β
Han Zhe: "...... Let's go. β
Other guards: "Go down and help Brother Han!" β
All of a sudden, like a swarm of bees, all dispersed in a direction that Meng Jing couldn't see.
There was no punching bag around, and Meng Jing had no choice but to put his gloomy gaze on Zhe Jin's face.
Zhi Jin looked at the old master's expression as if he was going to eat people, and with a plop, he knelt down with an ugly expression. Trembling, he said, "The king, the prince...... The slave has reminded you that you are not, unwilling to go in and talk......"
"Then according to what you say, this king can only blame himself for his ugliness?" Meng Jing's tone was cold.
Zhejin could feel the ...... emanating from his body The urge to kill people is very strong.
His scalp was numb, and he said, "This, of course, you can't blame the prince...... However, the deed of sale of the slave and maid is with the girl, and even if the prince wants to dispose of the slave and maid, does he have to go through the girl......
Meng Jing smiled coldly, "Are you going to pull the tiger skin to make a banner?" β
"Slaves don't dare!" Zhejin lowered his head in resignation.
Meng Jing glanced at her, "Why don't you dare." β
The words fell. Ignore him anymore and walk directly towards the east wing where Chu Ci was.
At the moment before he entered the east wing, Han Zhen finally stopped him before him and said, "Lord Wang, the noisy and lowly position in the mansion has been investigated, it is the concubine of the Crane Election Hall, she asked people to invite jugglers and troupes to come in from the back door, intending to be lively for the Chunxiao girl!" β
When Meng Jing heard this, he held his head hard, and then commanded in a cold voice, "Throw those people out of this king!" β
"But the concubine is there......"
"Let the housekeeper take someone to send her to Xiaotangshan now. If she doesn't comply, she will threaten Junyo's life. β
"But in this case, are you going to tear your face with the concubine?" Han Zhen was afraid that Meng Jing would be impulsive and regret it later, so he couldn't help but remind him.
Meng Jing said, "What if you tear your face?" β
"Han Zhe, after this incident, this king has already changed his state of mind, and his relatives are never maintained only by blood."
"If there is only blood relationship, and there is no warm care, then such a relative, this king doesn't want it!"
Shout to hear him say that. He cheered a little in his heart, "The prince is wise", but he didn't show it in front of him, but just followed Meng Jing and continued to walk inside.
Got to the inside.
Chu Ci was sitting at the table coldly.
I don't know if I'm waiting for him.
Anyway, the face is extremely bad.
"The princess ......" Meng Jing walked towards her with a little caution, and after standing still in front of her, he whispered.
When Chu Ci heard this, he stood up and looked at him coldly-without saying a word, raising his hand was a slap.
This slap used up all the strength of her body, and she hit him extremely hard, and after hitting him, she also fell to the ground.
Meng Jing only felt that her face was hot and painful, and she didn't have time to ask why she was beating. The hand had reached out and pulled her back.
After settling her down at the table.
Before he could ask clearly, her eyes were red and she burst into tears...... Raised his hand and pointed angrily at his face, and scoldedβ
"Meng Jing, are you still a person? Your own flesh and blood are still lying on the hospital bed and life and death are uncertain, but you are happy and want to take a concubine, are you still a person? Are you worthy of being Xiao'er and Xin'er's father? You're just a beast, cold-blooded! β
Meng Jing listened to her scolding and questioning, and bit her cheek tightly.
For a while, I only felt that my face was hurt even more by her beating.
But what should be explained cannot but be explained.
I had to bite the bullet. Pulling the corners of his mouth, he said in a deep voice, "Ah Ci, you listen to my explanation......"
"I don't listen!" Chu Ci roared angrily with tears in his eyes, and after speaking, he picked up the things on the table and threw them at him.
Meng Jing was still thinking about explaining, where did he dare to hide.
I can only throw those teapots, teacups, and tea trays at myself.
And Chu Ci kept smashing all the messy things on the table before stopping.
King Lu Xiaojun and the people in the room watched her movements silently.
After she finished venting her anger, she stepped forward and pretended to persuade, "Lady." You're just angry that some people aren't a thing, and they can't do it, look at what a pity this table is full of things. β
"And our regent, if you accidentally hurt eight people, how can he cave tonight?"
"You're enough!" Meng Jing heard that King Lu Xiaojun didn't help put out the fire, but instead poured tung oil bucket by bucket, couldn't hold back anymore, and roared lowly.
Then he looked at Chu Ci's eyes and explained, "This king didn't take a concubine, and those noisy people from the Hexuan Hall asked him to come back and see off the concubine on his own initiative." β
"See you off?" Hearing these two words, Chu Ci questioned it seriously.
Seeing that she was finally willing to talk to herself, Meng Jing nodded and said, "The concubine has made such a big mistake, and this king has decided to send her away." β
"......" Chu Ci didn't speak, with an expression of not believing that Meng Jing would really deal with Concubine Yun.
And the so-called sending away should also be refuge.
Seeing this, Meng Jing had no choice but to continue to explain, "Originally, before Xin'er's incident, this king wanted to send her to Xiaotangshan to be raised, but after Xin'er's incident, this king repented. β
"The housekeeper will be ordered by the king to send her directly to a farm in a nearby suburban county, and in the entire farm, there will only be a concubine, and she will have to do everything by herself in the future."
"Is the prince really willing?" Chu Ci still didn't believe it.
Meng Jing was helpless, "If the princess doesn't believe it, you can send guards to take a look from time to time." β
Chu Ci nodded kindly, "What the prince said is true." β
After a pause, he said, "In addition, if Qingsi can really invite back the Poison King Yuan Han, I hope that the prince can let the Poison King also show the concubine." Let's see if the toffee's tuberculosis can be cured. β
When Meng Jing heard her say this, she couldn't help but slander in her heart - can she be cured and then poisoned to take revenge?
But today, he really doesn't want to take care of Concubine Yun anymore.
He also thinks clearly.
Qingsi can invite Yuan Han back and cure Xin'er.
If it can't be cured, he thought, whether he wants it or not, Chu Ci will definitely let Concubine Yun pay for Xin'er's life......
In this mansion, there is a missing concubine Yun, and the palace is quiet as quickly as possible.
And Qingsi didn't rush back until the third day of Concubine Yun's departure.
When he entered the Cloud Steps Courtyard, the robe on his body could no longer see its original color, and it was covered with dust and mud.
And on his shoulder carried a medicine box. In the crook of his arm, there was a thin old man.
When Chu Ci heard the movement, he and Lu Xiaojun Wang glanced at each other, and the two of them looked at Qingsi at the same time, and said, "Could it be that this is the famous poison king Yuan Han?" β
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