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Emperor Zhaoren only cares about the cold painting screen, how can he have time to care about the presumptuousness of Emperor An Shizi!

For a while, because of the cold painting screen, the palace Ouchi suddenly became restless, and all of them were worried and afraid of the cold painting screen.

Emperor An Shizi directly took the cold painting screen to the palace that Emperor Zhaoren had prepared for her early in the morning, the Sijun Palace.

When the imperial doctor came, a group of people, whether the princess or the prince or the prince of Di'an, were all in the Sijun Palace waiting for the results of the imperial doctor's diagnosis and treatment.

Leng Huaping wore a veil, but it made people even more curious about her appearance, but unfortunately a group of people were driven out of the room by Emperor Zhaoren and were not allowed to come in.

Only Emperor Zhaoren and the personal eunuch followed, "What's the matter, I ask you!" ”

Leng Huaping suddenly fainted, and Emperor Zhaoren was very worried. Seeing that the imperial doctors hadn't reacted yet, he couldn't help but ask angrily.

Seeing that Emperor Zhaoren was angry, naturally the imperial physician said: "If you go back to the emperor, Her Royal Highness the princess will be fine." ”

"Are you alright?" Emperor Zhaoren was suspicious, "It's okay, how could the painting screen suddenly faint?" Are you in Kuang Zhen? ”

"Weichen doesn't dare!" The imperial doctors directly lowered their heads, and said in a big way, "Her Royal Highness the princess is really fine, I think it's because of the rush of this journey, so I'm tired." ”

Emperor Zhaoren said in disbelief: "Then why is the little prince okay?" ”

"The little prince is strong and strong, but Her Royal Highness the princess is a weak woman, and she is not accustomed to water and soil, so she is like this." The doctor who replied said without thinking about it.

Let Emperor Zhaoren immediately issue an order and say: "Wang Ning, take it down and beat it to death!" ”

Will the cold painting screen not be adapted, how could Emperor Zhaoren not know. When I saw Leng Huaping in Gudao Temple, I saw that Leng Huaping was in good health, and there was nothing wrong at all. So you can immediately know that the imperial doctor is talking nonsense.

Seeing the imperial doctor crying wolf and being taken down by Wang Ning's people, passing by a group of princesses and princes outside the door, everyone was shocked.

After all, Emperor Zhaoren has been the same to all his children over the years, that is, he loves Chu Nansheng more, and in the end, he has not directly beaten the imperial doctor to death because he fainted, and because of a certain weight in their hearts, he couldn't help but increase it.

Of course, this situation is also the same in the heart of Di An Shizi.

Just when they were still thinking about what was going on with the cold painting screen, the angry voice of Emperor Zhaoren came from inside: "If you can't cure the princess, you will all be buried together!" ”

The words were released, how dare the doctors not do their best to treat them.

However, the imperial doctors with limited medical skills were really helpless about the reason why Leng Huaping fainted. Just when Emperor Zhaoren was about to take this group of imperial doctors out to cut off their heads, Leng Huaping suddenly woke up.

Emperor Zhaoren was all about Leng Huaping, where did he care about the life and death of the imperial doctors, and at the same time relieved the imperial doctors.

"Paintscreen, what do you think?" Emperor Zhaoren immediately sat down in front of the cold painting screen and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Leng Huaping's tone was flat, as if there was no one without feelings.

Seeing a group of people kneeling next to his bed, he also understood what the current situation was: "There are too many people, and it's annoying to watch." ”

Leng Huaping frowned slightly, and Emperor Zhaoren immediately understood, and said to Wang Ning: "Don't let them go down yet." ”

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