Chapter 425: Situation
Chen Danzhu sat in the cell, looking at the window boredly, the light and shadow were intertwined, until his eyes were dizzy.
Where did Jin Yao go?
Chen Danzhu lowered her head, and there was a simple map drawn with chopsticks on the ground, which was still a simple picture drawn by Zhulin for her concern about her family's whereabouts when her family went to Xijing.
She remembered it because she watched it a lot, but she didn't expect that there would be a day when she would use it and say goodbye to the people she cared about.
She held chopsticks and poked the picture on the ground, Princess Jin Yao will meet Chu Yurong on the way, right? Even if Chu Yurong escaped, he would definitely not leave Princess Jin Yao behind, and the prince should be waiting for Chu Yurong to come in ambush-
She was completely unaware of what was going on in the outside world now.
Since Chu Xiurong left that day, she has been isolated from the world, she still has three meals a day, and even sent her books, but without Jin Yao, without Aji, she seems to be the only one in the quiet world.
When the morning light was cloudy, Ah Tian circled around the palace several times, and the more she looked at the city wall, it seemed that she couldn't fly over it even if she became a bird.
When Chen Danzhu was arrested, Ah Tian was also arrested and put into the cell as an accomplice, but he was not locked up with Chen Danzhu, and he was also released from the palace not long ago.
No one told her why, and no one paid any attention to her.
"Ah Tian, don't come nonsense." The voice of the bamboo forest came from a distance, and people also swept over from a distance, "If you break in, you will never see Miss Danzhu again." β
Ah Tian, who had always refuted seven out of ten sentences to what he said, and three sentences ignored him, did not speak this time, lowered his head and pinched his belt.
Zhu Lin couldn't help but hang his head too, and his voice became like a soft belt: "Miss must be fine, otherwise there wouldn't be no news at all." β
Ah Tian hummed: "Don't worry, I won't rush to death, even if I die, I will have to wait until Miss dies-" Speaking of this, he shook his head thoughtfully, "I can't die immediately when Miss dies, there are still a lot of things to do." β
Put away the body of the young lady, bury it, or send it to the eldest lady of Xijing, if the lord is unwilling to let the young lady enter the door, then bury it in Peach Blossom Mountain.
Zhulin sighed: "What hasn't happened yet, don't think about it, I think Miss Danzhu will be fine." β
Ah Tian raised his head and looked at him: "Really?" β
Zhulin nodded: "Yes, Miss Danzhu has caused so many troubles, and in the end, she has turned the danger into a disaster, and she will do it this time." β
Ah Tian sneered: "Zhulin is right. Reaching out and grabbing his sleeve, "Let's go back." β
Feeling that his sleeves are all the girl's dependence, Zhulin felt heavy and sad, and was just about to pull her around, suddenly squinting to the right, which was the direction of the main gate of the imperial city.
The morning light was falling, and many officials were running towards the imperial city, their steps were hurried, and some of the older ministers were still trotting, panting and refusing to stopβ
The officials hadn't run like this for a while, Zhulin clenched his hands, something was wrong in the palace, and his gaze followed those officials to look deep into the imperial city.
The emperor, is he finally going to die?
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The prince was woken up in the Qinzheng Palace, and now that the government affairs are busy, the prince is slowly staying in the Qinzheng Palace.
"What's going on?" As he walked quickly, he asked the little eunuch beside him.
The little eunuch panted: "Father-in-law Fuqing didn't say it too clearly, it seems to be a matter of medicine." β
Fuqing has been staying on the emperor's side, and the eunuch Jinzhong is now only looking at the emperor, and he has to decide many things in the emperor's bedroom, as well as staring at the princes and concubines.
The crown prince came to the emperor's bedroom, and Fuqing ran to pick it up in person.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, great joy." He shouted.
Although he shouted great joy, his eyes were full of horror.
And hearing him shout of great joy, the prince's footsteps also paused.
"ββMedicine, medicine collected from Dr. Hu's hometown, Mrs. Zhang made it." Fuqing continued, "It's for Your Majesty - it works!" β
Is this all right? The emperor's life is really - the prince's hand hanging down his sleeve was clenched, and he hurriedly entered the main hall.
In the palace, as always, the concubines and princes are all there, but they are all outside, and there are only eunuchs such as Jinzhong and Zhang Yuanju in the inner room.
Yes, even if he is not here, there is no mess with the rules he has set here, the prince ignores the people outside, and goes straight in, first look at the dragon bed, the emperor is still asleep, and there is no sign of improvement?
"What's going on?" He asked urgently, "Saying that Your Majesty has something, Gu has already summoned the ministers - is it for the better?" Really make medicine? β
Speaking of which, I was a little anxious.
"Does this medicine work? Wouldn't it be too risky to use it like that? β
Zhang Yuan said euphemistically: "Your Highness, there is no way, Your Majesty will not use medicine again, just-"
The emperor is like this, if he doesn't use medicine, he will die, and if he uses medicine, he will die, so where can he care about carefully checking whether there is any medicinal effect.
The prince naturally understood, and nodded a little apologetically to Zhang Yuanju: "Is it lonely and anxious - said it worked?" Why is my father still unconscious? β
Zhang Yuanju's expression was a little puzzled: "After taking the medicine, the pulse has indeed improved, stable and powerful, so the old minister excitedly asked people to report the news - but His Majesty never woke up." β
At this moment, the important ministers who got the news also came in, and they almost fainted when they ran away, and they almost couldn't breathe down: "Judge Zhang, you are too hasty!" β
Zhang Yuan has been a royal doctor for so many years, and he is not afraid of these old ministers: "Whether the old ministers practice medicine sloppily or not, several adults are just afraid that they are not qualified to assess." β
Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, the prince played a round: "It's all for Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry for the time being, since the pulse has improved, wait a little longer, the medicine will only be used once." β
Saying that they would wait, everyone began to wait, from the middle of the day to the dark night, and then to the morning light illuminating the room, the emperor still fell asleep.
"There is no problem with the medicine." In the face of everyone's inquiries, Zhang Yuanju was more insistent than yesterday, and even asked the doctors from the Tai Hospital to come to check the pulse, "Your Majesty's pulse is better." β
Sure enough, many imperial doctors came forward to diagnose the pulse, and even those who knew medical skills among the ministers came to try it, and it was indeed as Zhang Yuanju said, the emperor's pulse was really powerful.
"Tomorrow." Some courtiers took the initiative to guess, "Your Majesty will definitely wake up tomorrow." β
The emperor's bedroom finally spread joy, and now that the good news has been confirmed, the prince advises everyone to rest.
But the courtiers were reluctant to leave, and the princesses and princesses also expressed their desire to guard the emperor and wait for him to wake up.
However, just after saying that His Majesty was going to get better, everyone's attitude changed again, and they didn't take his words seriously, the prince sneered in his heart.
The crown prince did not forcibly drive people away, and arranged a resting place here in the emperor's bedroom.
"It's been a day and a night, my father woke up, and I don't want to see everyone burn down." The prince earnestly advised.
Feeling the prince's heart, he could rest around the emperor's bedroom, and everyone was willing to disperse.
After another day of waiting, the emperor still showed no sign of waking up, the night was dark, and the dormitory was quieter than day.
The prince sat in the outer chair, his hand gently sliding over the armrest.
The physician on duty came out of the inner chamber and saluted him.
"How?" The prince asked.
The imperial doctor nodded: "Your Majesty's pulse is getting better and better, and you should be able to see results tomorrow." β
"That's good, that's good." The prince nodded with relief, but there was frost in his eyes.
Asking the imperial physician to step down, the prince got up and walked to the inner room, where an old minister on duty sat on the edge of the bed and took a nap.
"Your Highness, go and rest." Eunuch Jinzhong whispered to the crown prince, "Judge Zhang Yuan said that you have to wake up tomorrow morning at the earliest, and there is no need to stay up here, Your Majesty will not care about this." β
The prince said: "I'll sleep outside, I'll send Lord Song first." "Let's help the old minister," Lord Song, go and rest." β
The old minister still insisted, and was impatiently driven away by the eunuch Jinzhong, watching the two leave, the eunuch Jinzhong sighed softly, turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, and wet the towel in the basin.
"It's useless to stay here, it's sick, no one can replace it." He said to himself, "No one can empathize. β
He folded the screwed towel and turned around to wipe the emperor's face, but as soon as he turned around, he saw the emperor lying on the bed looking at him with his eyes open.
In the dim tent, on the pale face, the eyes were dark and bright.
Eunuch Jinzhong was stunned, and the next moment the towel in his hand fell, he opened his mouth, and a hoarse shout was about to come out-
The Emperor raised his hand to his lips and said, "Shhhh
The towel that had fallen suddenly returned to the hands of the eunuch Jinzhong, and his open mouth was tightly closed.
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At this moment, the crown prince was standing in the darkest place in the corridor outside the hall, there was no Lord Song by his side, only a figure bowed and stood.
"Tomorrow morning's medicine, you can dispose of it." He said lightly.
The figure was lowered.
The prince came out of the darkness and dragged a long shadow across the lantern under the porch, the shadow jumping and shattering on the ground.
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Standing in the distance, the eaves of the high city wall engulfed the lights, the imperial city seemed to be soaked in thick ink, the night wind blew, and the clothes of Chu Yurong on the eaves of an official office were fluttering, as if they were about to fly in the next moment.
"Your Highness." Feng Lin flew behind him, "Doctor Hu and those people have already entered the imperial city, shall we follow up?" β
Chu Yurong said lightly: "The big drama has not yet started, and the two tigers have not yet fought fruitfully, so there is no hurry." β