Presumably, the prestige of the eldest princess in the palace is not low, at least it is many times better than Xuanyuan, the third prince. Yang Jin dared to instruct his subordinates to intercept Xuanyuanyu's carriage at the gate of the palace, but he did not dare to be disrespectful to the eldest princess in the slightest.

Therefore, following behind the eldest princess, Xue'er can be said to be unimpeded along the way, and no one dares to stand up to stop her.

Xuanyuan Yu has always been by her side, ignoring the suspicious and surprising eyes of the palace maids and eunuchs around her, as if the woman around him is his whole world.

On the contrary, it was Xue'er, who was like a man's back in the eyes of those people, and she was uncomfortable, no matter how great Xuanyuan Yu's ability was, it was impossible for her to block the eyes of these people from the outside.

But she still had to go forward, follow behind the eldest princess, climb the steps, and the palace people opened the door for them, and they all followed the eldest princess.

The smell of ambergris came like nothing, and in the brightly lit room, busy palace maids and eunuchs came and went, and when they saw the eldest princess, they didn't forget to salute, and then hurriedly went about their own affairs.

Cher followed behind the eldest princess, walking all the way, and finally came to the emperor's bed.

It's just that she hasn't seen the emperor for more than a month, and Xue'er feels that this majestic old man seems to be a lot haggard, and even the skin that was originally well-maintained has now turned into a sallow color, and the wrinkles on her face are like criss-crossing ravines, like the traces left by the wind and frost all the way, and suddenly all of them have emerged.

The emperor had fallen into a semi-comatose state, and the bright yellow silk brocade was covered with a half-wet handkerchief on his forehead.

Lingxin simply pulled her hair, took off the hairpin ring, and served in front of the bed, with a look of concern and worry in her eyes, like a flood, and she couldn't hide it if she wanted to.

When she saw Xue'er, her eyes finally lit up, and regardless of her image as a princess, she rushed to Xue'er in three steps and two steps, and her voice immediately choked: "Xue'er, you are finally here, father and emperor are ......"

Saving people is like fighting fires, not to mention that even if the other party is not the emperor's respect, it is still the father of his friend, Xue'er naturally did not dare to slack off, and for a while she couldn't care about the pain in her feet and sore legs that followed the eldest princess all the way, and after a simple greeting with Lingxin, she followed the other party to the front of the emperor's bed.

But before arriving at the couch, Xue'er's hand was already stretched into her arms, and she remembered the set of silver needles that Shan Yu gave her, which had already been abolished yesterday in order to calculate the British king, and then it was thrown into the British palace and not brought out at all.

"My silver needle ......" Xue'er showed a hint of embarrassment towards Lingxin, Lingxin frowned, and after a little thought, she understood, looked around, and was about to speak, but Xuanyuan Yu had already walked over, took out a palm-sized flat box and handed it to Xue'er's hand: "Use this." ”

Cher took it with some confusion, and when she opened it, the lid of the flat box was connected to the box, and when it was opened, it was like turning a book, and the two sides were lined with crimson flannel, and two rows of silver needles of different sizes and lengths were quietly pinned to the top, and the candlelight glowed with the unique luster of silver needles.

The most amazing thing is that the silver needle is not slender throughout, and the end of the hand is actually made into a lotus flower the size of a small fingernail, not only seven petals, but even the lotus stamen inside is also lifelike, extremely delicate.

Xue'er is good at acupuncture, although she is only self-taught, but she is also proficient, and she is naturally very attentive to the silver needles used in acupuncture, just at a glance, she can see that the set of silver needles that Xuanyuan Yu handed over to her should be from the same person as the set that Shan Yu gave herself!

The only difference is that the set that Xuanyuan Yu handed over to himself is more delicate and chic than Shan Yu's set.

She suddenly remembered Xuanyuan's words, "If you like it, I'll ask that person to make you a set another day", but she felt a little incredible. At that time, he just showed an approving look to the set of silver needles collected by Shan Yu, and he only thought that Xuanyuan Yu was just a casual remark, where was it serious?

However, the silver needle created by the same technique in front of her is more delicate and chic, if it is not specially made, Xue'er really can't believe it.

However, because of his appreciation for Shan Yu's set of silver needles, Xuanyuan Yu really found such a set of silver needles for himself, or as he said at the time, he specially found that person to create it?

I couldn't tell for a moment whether I was more confused or more moved, as soon as Xue'er raised her head, she met Xuanyuan Yu's smiling eyes, and a casual look had already explained all the problems.

"When you don't use it, you can put it on your head to save the situation if you don't have time to take it out of your arms." Xuanyuan's voice was soft, but it made Xue'er's heart swell with emotion again.

She was just a momentary envy, and he was so attentive that he was even more thoughtful than herself. is an orphan girl, and I don't know how He De can let him be so pitiful and pampered?

As if she knew what she was thinking at the moment, Xuanyuan's voice came from overhead: "Don't think nonsense, cheer up, and see if you can cure your father's head disease." ”

Xue'er was stunned for a moment, and always felt that the word "father" in Xuanyuanyu's words had a deep meaning, but she didn't have time to think about it at all, Xuanyuan Yu had already held her shoulders and gently pushed her forward.

So, all the people who followed, whether it was the noble eldest princess, the worried Lingxin, or the ordinary palace maids and eunuchs, and the two imperial doctors who were helpless, all watched the silver needle in Xue'er's hand reflect the candlelight, rising and falling, and the silver light was blurred and staggered, dazzling to see.

After a while, fine beads of sweat oozed from Xue'er's forehead again, but a pair of eyes never left the silver needle on the emperor's head, whether it was pricked or twisted, light or heavy, urgent or slow, and there was no pause in both hands.

No one cared about the passage of time, and almost everyone's attention was focused on the half-unconscious emperor lying on the bed, until the emaciated old man let out a long sigh between his nose: "Alas~~"

Everyone's hanging hearts were only half let go, and seeing that under the candlelight, the more and more beautiful woman kept pulling out those silver needles one by one, and the emperor's eyelids began to tremble slightly, and slowly opened.

"Brother Huang—"

"Father—"

"Your Majesty—"

Except for Xuanyuan Yu, who held Xue'er and took two steps back, giving way to the eldest princess and Lingxin in front of the bed, almost all of the others who could move moved towards the emperor's bed, that is, people couldn't get closer, and their eyes were always staring at the direction of the emperor's bed, even if their vision was obscured.

Xuanyuan Yu took the opportunity to pull Xue'er and retreated wordlessly, until he exited the door of the room.

"Your Highness......"

Even at the door, there are palace maid guards, how can Xue'er not call Xuanyuan Yu's name or "Xuanyuan" in front of these people, but as soon as these two words came out, they immediately exchanged for Xuanyuan Yu's dark and deep eyes, which made her swallow back what she was going to say below.

Xue'er rolled her eyes helplessly in her heart, but swept around with her eyes, which naturally means that there are so many people around, how can I directly open my mouth and close my mouth "Xuanyuan", can I still escape the charge of disrespecting the prince at that time?

Xuanyuan ignored these, and directly wiped the sweat beads on her forehead with his sleeve, and said at the same time: "The night breeze is a little cold, and you are too tired, it will not be good if you get the wind chill again......"

Xue'er frowned when she heard this, whether Xuanyuan was domineering or a scoundrel, why did she nagging endlessly like a woman at this moment?

However, after all, the other party was concerned about himself, so he didn't have a good seizure, so he just looked at the door of the room that the two of them had just walked out of, and asked softly: "The emperor should have woken up, why don't you go in and have a look?" ”

Xuanyuan was stunned: "You want me to go in?" ”

Xue'er thought for a while and said seriously: "This is not a question that I hope or not, after all, it is the relationship between father and son, blood connection, care and filial piety, that is your duty." ”

After saying that, she added: "I'll wait for you here." ”

Xuanyuan shook his head, a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "If he sees me, I'm afraid that he will faint in anger immediately, and all your previous hard work will be in vain!" ”

Xue'er was stunned for a while, and only after a while did she realize the meaning of Xuanyuan's words, and then thought of Xuanyuanyu's forced entry into the British King's Mansion last night for herself, forcing the British King to hand over the antidote, and suddenly understood why the emperor's head disease was attacking!

In this way, the Xuanyuan brothers became enemies, father and son turned against each other, and the culprit turned out to be himself?

As soon as this thought came to me, I couldn't press it down, and I stuck in my heart, and my whole breathing began to be unsmooth.

I didn't know what to say for a while, but I subconsciously took two steps forward and distanced myself from Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan Yu chased after her almost instantly, and grabbed her arm: "Where are you going?" ”

"I ......" Xue'er was startled by Xuanyuan's actions, and the anxiety in the other party's tone made her feel a trace of guilt in her heart for no reason, and she almost didn't know how to answer Xuanyuan's question, "I'm not going anywhere." ”

Xuanyuan pulled her over, and the force was so great that Xue'er was caught off guard and almost fell: "You want to leave me." ”

This sentence was not a question, but a statement of affirmation, which made Xue'er's heart start to feel weak, and she didn't dare to look up at Xuanyuan's eyes again.

"I know what you're thinking." Xuanyuan stretched out his hand, held her delicate chin, forced her eyes to meet his own, and said word for word, "Do you think that I have completely offended the King of England for you, and I have a bad relationship with the emperor, and I feel guilty in my heart, right?" ”

"Xuanyuan, I ......" Xue'er wanted to deny it, but suddenly found that her language was pale and weak, and she didn't know how to explain it at all.

Xuanyuan didn't want to listen to her explanation, and a pair of deep eyes faintly seemed to be burning: "What you think in your heart, I can't stop it, and I can't change it." It's just, Cher-"

He stared at the woman in front of him and said word for word: "I'll only tell you one thing: if it weren't for you, I would never be the third prince today!" ”