Chapter 6, I alone can save the prince's life

Emperor Sheng had nine sons and sixteen daughters.

The crown prince Luo Junhe is the third son of Emperor Sheng, and the only bloodline left to him by the first queen, the first queen died when the prince was six years old, and Emperor Sheng's love for the prince is not only undiminished, but also seems to be poured into him together with the former queen's share, the prince fell ill at the age of eight, and fought against the disease for 12 years. But even so, Emperor Sheng still did not appoint another prince.

It can be seen that Emperor Sheng values and cherishes this son.

Now that the crown prince is gone, he can only vent his anger on the head of the unfavorable imperial doctor and the Feng Lingyu who delayed Chong Xiji.

The two guards outside the hall received the order, and they couldn't say anything, and dragged Feng Lingyu out to prepare for the execution.

The so-called burial, in Beixuan, there are actually two ways to die, one is a death burial, dark face, in order to maintain the appearance of the martyr before death, a piece of soaked tissue paper is covered on her face until her breathing stops and her life ends; And the other is living burial, as the name suggests, it is buried alive. is like Yang Guifei in the movie The Legend of the Demon Cat, who was suffocated to death in the coffin. Either way, they are jealous and cruel.

Feng Lingyu received a cold slap from Emperor Sheng, and his back molars were loosened, and he was dragged by the guards for a long distance before he came back to his senses, and shouted: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not dead, you look carefully, His Royal Highness the Prince's upper limbs are still slightly shaken." ”

When Emperor Sheng heard that the prince was not dead, he ignored Feng Lingyu and immediately sat on the edge of the bed, and sure enough, he found that although the prince had no pulse, his upper limbs seemed to be trembling, so he pulled up an imperial doctor to diagnose the prince's pulse.

The old imperial doctor, who was driven to the shelves, wrinkled his face like pickles, and knelt beside the bed hard.

Feng Lingyu saw that Emperor Sheng didn't mean to let her go, and she was angry. Turning his head to the group of imperial doctors kneeling on the ground, he said, "The prince has Parkinson's disease similar to sheep epilepsy, and I am the only one in this world who can save his life, and only I can save the head on your neck." ”

The people on the earth, you look at me, I look at you, looking at Feng Lingyu uncertainly.

"Poof!" The old imperial doctor beside the bed could no longer resist the pressure and kowtowed: "Please forgive Miss Feng and let her heal His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." ”

When Emperor Sheng found out that the crown prince was still alive, his anger was suppressed a little, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you sure that the yellow-haired girl's medical skills are stronger than yours, and she can cure the prince?" ”

The old lady doctor continued to bow his head, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is indeed suffering from a disease similar to epilepsy, and Wei Chen feels that the person who can see the disease at a glance should be a person with excellent medical skills. ”

The old lady doctor did not hesitate to put a high hat on Feng Lingyu, although he didn't think that a teenage girl could save the prince, and he didn't know what Parkinson's was in the girl's mouth, but he felt that it was much better to admit that he was not good at medicine and be dismissed than to lose his head.

Emperor Sheng frowned, waved his hand, put Feng Lingyu back, and slowly spoke: "Can you cure the prince?" ”

Feng Lingyu straightened her clothes and replied respectfully: "No!" ”

"Come ......" Emperor Sheng was just about to order someone to drag her out, but he heard the second half of the sentence again.

"But I can guarantee that he won't die!"

Emperor Sheng looked at her, pondered for a moment, and said, "Really? Do you know what to do with the sin of deceit? ”

Feng Lingyu raised her head and tried to look taller as much as possible, "Of course! The courtiers didn't want to die yet. After a pause, "But the courtiers have one condition. ”

The reason why Feng Lingyu dared to be wild in front of the Son of Heaven was because she knew Emperor Sheng's preference for the crown prince, and she felt that Emperor Sheng would agree for the sake of her own heart.

Feng Lingyu guessed well, although Emperor Sheng was not happy, he still listened patiently.

I thought that this girl would ask for some reward, but her condition was that no matter what method she used to heal the prince, she was not allowed to publicize it to the public, let alone question her approach.

Such conditions made Emperor Sheng slightly change his opinion of Feng Lingyu, as for what Feng Lingyu said, he could understand, although he didn't think that Feng Lingyu was a hidden miracle doctor, but there must be a master behind it, and it was common sense that the master's method would not leak out.

However, this hard-won change completely disappeared after he saw what Feng Lingyu did next.

Feng Lingyu didn't care about everyone's strange eyes, it was important to save people, she slowly raised the prince's feet, took off his shirt, took out silver needles and pierced the human center and Shixuan acupoints respectively, and then carried out artificial respiration.

This is a normal rescue measure in modern times, but in the eyes of Beixuan people, it is shameless. At this time, Feng Lingyu in the eyes of everyone is a female apprentice.

But she herself doesn't care, there are no men or women in the eyes of the doctor.

Feng Lingyu took advantage of the gap between her heads to peek at Emperor Sheng, she was really glad that Emperor Sheng saw that the light prince did not cut her.

How did she know that Emperor Sheng was so shocked by her that she forgot to give the order. And when Emperor Sheng came back to his senses and was about to give an order, it was the old imperial doctor who came forward to ask for her mercy.

After being reminded by the old lady, Emperor Sheng's anger was slightly alleviated. Yes, yes, she's the crown princess.

The old imperial doctor was also relieved to see that Emperor Sheng was not angry, although he also felt that Feng Lingyu's behavior was ridiculous, but no matter what, this big trouble was transferred from the hands of their Tai Hospital.

Over there, Feng Lingyu was busy in a nervous and orderly manner, and after about a stick of incense, the prince who had lost his pulse actually opened his eyes, although his whole body was still trembling, but he was finally alive.

Emperor Sheng's spirit was shocked, and he pounced, his hand caressed the prince's face, and he was very spoiled and distressed, "He'er, there is discomfort." ”

"Father, the son is fine!" The prince's voice was very small, and he had no strength at all.

Emperor Sheng knew that the crown prince was afraid that he was worried, so he looked back at Feng Lingyu, "Is he okay?" ”

"There is no danger at this time, and follow-up treatment is required." Feng Lingyu said.

Emperor Sheng shook the prince's hand, "Did you hear that?" There is no danger, and it will be cured later. ”

The prince didn't make a sound, and turned his eyes to look at Feng Lingyu.

Feng Lingyu didn't step forward, and withdrew knowingly, giving the two people in the room enough space.

It is said that it is the most ruthless emperor's family, but the concern in Emperor Sheng's eyes is real, no wonder it is rumored that today's son is the most favored prince, so it should be true.

I just don't know how others will feel if they know that she saved the prince, after all, there should be many people who want the prince to die.

Ay! After all, it is the benevolence of the doctor, not to mention that if the prince dies, she will also be buried with her. It's a big deal that she will stay in this East Palace in the future, will someone drag her out to do it?

However, sometimes there is always a difference between what you think and what you do.

At the time of the lamp, a black shadow flashed around the East Palace through the shadow of the building.