In the morning, in the Qianyang Palace, Emperor Jianwu pondered with his hands behind his back.

"Is it really poisoning?"

Emperor Jianwu asked suddenly.

"Back to the Holy One, yes. The poison is rare, but it is not immediately fatal, and it can cause people to die of exhaustion day by day. The person who sent it back was also handled cleanly, but according to Mama Rong's report, this person was a master in front of him, and it should be the group of people in Yuan Shiqian's hands. ”

"I want Yuan Shiqian for an hour, an hour of soberness. I will give you three days at most, and if after three days, I still don't see anyone... ”

Emperor Jianwu suddenly turned around and said, "You don't have to come back." ”

The man kneeling behind him hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes!" ”

"What? Anything else? ”

"Back to the saint, there is another thing, Mama Rong checked the wound of the person who came back, and found that there seemed to be something in the wound."

The visitor carefully considered his words.

"Something?" Emperor Jianwu asked with interest.

"Yes. Although the wound has been carefully treated, it is no longer visible. But Mama Si Rong sent a message that she had a gut that the wound had been made into a container, but she couldn't tell what it was. ”

Emperor Jianwu squinted slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's really restless!" ”

"Stand down!"

"Yes!"

"Dehai, drive the Yuan Mansion!"

"Slave obeys!"

No one thought that the people who came from Yuan Hai were actually emperors!

In Yuan's mansion, Emperor Jianwu asked directly: "Yuanzheng, when will you be able to solve Yuan Aiqing's poison?" ”

Tai Hospital was wiping a handful of sweat, and hurriedly asked the emperor for guilt: "Please forgive the saint, the ministers are incompetent, Lord Yuan's poison, also, also, yet, I haven't found a way to detoxify!" ”

"What kind of poison is that?"

"Back to the saint, this, this, the old minister is incompetent, he has not, he has not distinguished."

Yuan Zheng said with sincere fear. Who would have thought that Lord Yuan, who is usually not very eye-catching, could attract the Holy Lord to come in person.

Emperor Jianwu just quietly closed his eyes and thought, but did not speak. There was a moment of stillness in the room, and the atmosphere became more subtle.

"Smack!" The emperor shook his sleeves and whisked all the tea he had just served to the ground, and the people in the house were furious when they saw Long Yan, and they knelt down to plead guilty.

"The Yuan family has been a minister for two generations, and they have done their best for Zhongli Jiangshan, and if you can't cure Yuan Aiqing, it's useless to stay, why do you need to live!"

"Holy Lord, spare your life! Spare your life! “

Ignoring the imperial doctor's plea for mercy, a forbidden army came in and dragged people.

Yuan Mingyue's eyes were already red and swollen, and she was very sad, and when she saw that innocent people were implicated, she knelt down and said, "The Holy One is angry!" The father of the family was favored by the saint, and the courtiers were grateful, but the father still needed the treatment of the imperial doctors before he had a chance to turn around, and hoped that the saint would give the father another chance. ”

He said to the doctors, "Ladies and gentlemen, no matter what the difficult and dangerous methods, you must try them." My father has been working since last night, and I think there is still a glimmer of life, my lords, but if there is any way, you can try it. ”

Now Yuan Shiqian's life and death are unknown, and the emperor attaches so much importance to this minister. All of them are in the subconscious conservative treatment in order to be safe.

But when Yuan Mingyue was furious, as a woman, she dared to say such a thing, which really surprised the people present.

Yes! Yuan Shiqian is weak pulse, but he is dying. But he has been like this since last night, if it is according to common sense, he should have died of exhaustion at this time, but now he is really alive, maybe the sky will not die him.

Emperor Jianwu had naturally seen this Yuan Mingyue, he didn't notice her just now, glanced at her stomach, and said, "Calm down!" ”

At this time, the great eunuch Dehai beside the emperor hurriedly said: "The saint is angry, Lord Yuan is loyal, and he has God's blessing." The matter of medicine and food has to be contributed by the imperial doctors. The slave maid has a word, this Huguo Temple, the master of the lamp and shadow has returned, we might as well ask the monks to pray for Lord Yuan, and bless Lord Yuan with early health. ”

Emperor Jianwu thought for a moment, then took off the jade pendant on his waist and handed it to Dehai.

"Good! Yuan Chonghai, as the eldest son of Yuan Aiqing, you will take my token and go to the Huguo Temple, ask the protector monks, and pray for your father. ”

Yuan Chonghai got the order, glanced at Yuan Mingyue, ordered the people, and set off.

After Yuan Chonghai left, Emperor Jianwu asked, "If you can't detoxify, how many days can Yuan Aiqing last?" ”

"Back to the saint, fortunately I received Dr. Xu's medicine, and within seven days, Lord Yuan's life was worry-free."

The court is not greedy for merit, it seems that he is also a righteous person, thinking that even if Yuan Mingyue doesn't stop it just now, he should be able to save the day.

"Oh? What kind of medicine is it? ”

When Dehai heard this, he immediately added smartly: "This is the doctor of the Shen family, I heard that it is an ancestral medicine, and it was originally a medicine for pregnant women to hang their lives." ”

Emperor Jianwu listened, but did not speak, just sat here and waited.

The emperor didn't move, and the others naturally didn't dare to move, until Yuan Chonghai invited the protector monk.

"Amitabha! The old man has seen the saint. ”

"The monks don't need to be polite, Yuan Aiqing is heavy and poisonous, and he also asks the monks to be transformed."

The royal lineage, to the monks of the Huguo Temple, has always been courteous.

"Amitabha, the old man should do his best."

Deng Ying carefully diagnosed Yuan Shiqian's pulse, then stretched out his fingers, touched some dried blood stains outside his bandaged wound, and put them in his mouth to taste them.

Everyone held their breath and waited for his answer.

When everyone's hearts were hanging high, they heard a Buddha trumpet, and then said: "Holy Lord, the poison in Lord Yuan should be a stabbing heart!" ”

As soon as Yuan Mingyue heard this name, she was so frightened that she almost screamed, but fortunately she covered her mouth and didn't startle the holy driver.

Yuan Mingyue's mind was in a mess at this time, and she didn't hear what was said behind the light shadow at all, her mind was full of what the person said last night

"Piercing the heart! Piercing hearts! That's what the man meant! And what about the rest? There are thousands of knots in the hospital? What is Thousand Thousand Knots? Is it the antidote? “

And, also, what is the Lord? What did he give me to eat? Who is he? What are the Ten Shadow Guards and the Five Heavenly Machines?

Yes! Yuan Mingyue only felt that her brain was about to explode, and suddenly felt that someone pinched her hand hard, and suddenly came back to her senses, but it was Yuan Chonghai who turned around more than once.

Seeing that Yuan Mingyue's face was pale and his forehead was full of sweat, Yuan Chonghai was very distressed. Thinking that she was pregnant, her husband was no longer around, and her father looked like this, she secretly annoyed that she was really useless.

"Little sister, don't worry, my father will be fine!"

Yuan Chonghai said in a low voice.

"Yes!"

Only then did I hear the shadow of the lamp say, "Legend has it that this piercing heart was made by a woman. She was originally a healer, but because of the loss of her love, she gradually affected her mind and made this strange poison. Whoever is poisoned by this miracle will not be able to sleep for a long time, and his heart will be like her, like the loss of a beloved, gradually withering and withering until he dies. Hence the name - Thorn Heart. ”

"Then what's the solution to this poison?" Emperor Jianwu asked.

"Amitabha, Holy One, this poison has only been heard of by the old man, and he has never seen it with his own eyes. But it is said that there is a medicine that can cure this strange poison, but whether it is true or not, the old man does not know! ”

"Please also ask the priest to solve your doubts."

"Bi lychee."