Hearing this, Lin Mo's brows furrowed.

Didn't you tell him not to get excited? Why are you still fighting with the emperor!

But Lin Mo didn't bring a small medicine box now, only the silver needles that he habitually carried with him, and it didn't have much effect when he entered the palace.

She frowned and said to Zhao Gonggong: "My medicine box is still in the General's Mansion, and there is medicine prepared for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the medicine box, and I am afraid that it will delay the prince's illness if I go back to get it." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Yichen stood up from the bed, "This king entered the palace with Momo, and the medicine box let Feng Mian go to the general's mansion to get it." ”

When Gonggong Zhao saw Feng Yichen standing up, he was momentarily stunned and forgot his reaction.

Seeing this, Lin Mo patted Gonggong Zhao's shoulder, pulled him back in thought, then turned his head to look like Feng Yichen, nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to the palace first." ”

With that, Lin Mo walked out with a step.

Feng Yichen put on his shoes and socks, took the cloak in Steward Jiang's hand and followed, followed by Zhao Gonggong.

This Zhao Gonggong is not too young to ride a horse.

Feng Yichen and Lin Mo were worried about the prince's illness, so they drove to the palace first, leaving Gonggong Zhao to sit in a carriage and wander to the palace.

Along the way, Lin Mo's heart was extremely complicated, and she still didn't know whether to treat this prince or not.

Looking at the emperor's appearance, he strongly disagreed with her surgery on the prince, but without surgery, his disease is always a time bomb.

Even if the surgery is performed, the medical conditions in ancient times were poor, and the success rate was extremely small.

The horses galloped, and the cold wind was like a sharp blade blowing her face painfully, Feng Yichen raised her sleeves to cover her face, and said a word behind her, which was blown to pieces by the cold wind.

Lin Mo vaguely heard him say: "Momo can save if he wants to, don't take care of this king." ”

It's all here, Feng Yichen is still worried about her entanglement, Lin Mo can't help but feel warm in her heart, the corners of her lips are slightly hooked, and she doesn't speak.

The prince is benevolent and righteous, but he is not a king.

Besides, even if she wanted to save it, she needed the old emperor to relax.

The two of them rushed to the palace very quickly, dismounted in front of the palace gate, and Lin Mo and Feng Yichen hurried to the East Palace.

Everyone in the East Palace had deep faces, and they were still kneeling with the imperial doctor.

Lin Mo felt that every time she appeared, there were kneeling doctors all over the ground.

The emperor sat aside, his face was gloomy and unpredictable, and when he looked up and saw Feng Yichen who walked in with Lin Mo, he was stunned for a moment, and his deep eyes moved.

Lin Mo and Feng Yichen stepped forward to salute and say goodbye, and the old emperor frowned, "Get up, Lin Yatou come and show the prince." ”

Lin Mo got up in response, walked to the side of the prince's bed, squatted down, and pulled out his wrist.

He had a fast pulse and showed signs of heart failure.

Lin Mo hurriedly took out the silver needle and stripped off the prince's coat in front of everyone, the clothes were too thick to apply needles.

After a needle array was pierced around the prince's heart, Lin Mo glanced outside, and Feng Mian didn't know when he would be able to arrive.

Although those medicinal herbs are available in the imperial hospital, the pills she makes are all refined and refined, and the effect is faster after taking it.

The emperor on the side rubbed his swollen forehead, and asked Lin Mo with a calm face: "How is the prince's body?" ”

Lin Mo stood up and stood back, bowed down and replied truthfully: "If it wasn't for the operation in time, I'm afraid it wouldn't last two years, if it wasn't stimulated, I should have been able to live for two more years, the courtiers implore Your Majesty, don't irritate His Royal Highness the Crown Prince anymore." ”

She was a little bold in saying this, the emperor frowned and looked at her for a long time, the powerful momentum was a little overwhelming, Lin Mo's face did not change, "The courtiers are bold, I hope Your Majesty can allow the courtiers to perform surgery for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

The emperor still didn't speak, and the imperial doctors on the side didn't dare to breathe.

At this time, Feng Yichen bowed down and said: "Father, the son hopes that the eldest brother can recover, and I implore my father to allow Miss Lin to treat the eldest brother." ”

After a long silence, the emperor looked at Feng Yichen with awe-inspiring eyes, with something difficult to explore in his eyes, "Don't mention this matter again for the time being." ”

He refused.

Lin Mo didn't speak again, looking at the emperor's eyes looking at Feng Yichen, his heart was a little complicated.

She could probably guess what the emperor was worried about.

Now that the crown prince is still here, even if the princes have ideas about the position of the prince, they can only compete secretly, once the prince is gone, the battle for the heir is about to break out.

The success rate of surgery for the prince is only two or three percent, and he can't afford to take that risk, at least not yet.

She didn't say anything more, waiting for Fengmian to bring her small medicine box.

Soon, Fengmian came with her small medicine box.

Lin Mo hurriedly took two steps forward and took the medicine box.

She returned to the prince, opened the medicine box, took out a small white porcelain bottle from the bottom, and poured out a gray-brown pill the size of a small fingernail and put it in the prince's mouth.

The pill does not need to be swallowed, melts in the mouth, and has a miraculous effect on the prince's heart disease.

It took Lin Mo more than a month to produce two of them, using dozens of precious medicinal materials.

Lin Mo took off the silver needle on the prince's chest, took out the stethoscope from the medicine box, put it on the prince's heart and listened carefully, his brows furrowed for a long time, and slowly stretched.

Pulling out his wrist and giving him another pulse, he was relieved to pack up the small medicine box.

After packing up, she picked up the small medicine box and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, the prince is no longer in danger of life, he should be able to wake up within three days, and the courtiers will come again tomorrow, remember that the prince's illness needs to be recuperated, and the courtiers will retire." ”

After saying that, she turned around and took Feng Yichen's hand and walked out, Feng Yichen didn't have time to salute the emperor and leave.

Out of the East Palace, Lin Mo let out a sullen breath.

I don't know why? was panicked in her heart, and always felt that such a good person as the prince should live well, but she had the heart to save him but couldn't do it.

Feng Yichen held her hand in her hand with her backhand, her fingers tightened, and she didn't speak.

The sky was full of stars, and the cold night was cold to the bone, but Lin Mo didn't seem to realize it.

Feng Yichen stopped and tightened his cloak for Lin Mo, "Is Momo angry with his biological father?" ”

She looked up at the stars in the sky, and her voice was ethereal with a hint of confusion, "Actually, I'm not sure that I can succeed, the prince may live for two years without surgery, and it is possible to ...... Maybe the emperor made the right choice, I'm just annoyed by my powerlessness. ”

This kind of surgery is still six or seven percent sure in modern times, but the current conditions are really limited, and the risk of surgery has increased a lot.

To be honest, even if the emperor agreed, Lin Mo would have to spend more time to prepare.

"Just do your best." Feng Yichen's voice was gentle, which could make Lin Mo feel at ease.

Feng Yichen hugged Lin Mo and rode on the horse, tightened her cloak with both hands, hugged her whole person in his arms, and walked towards the general's mansion without hurrying.

Lin Mo half leaned on Feng Yichen's chest, warm and comfortable, and even hoped that he would feel so old.

Snowflakes suddenly drifted in the clear night sky, and Lin Mo stretched out his hand from his cloak to catch a falling snowflake.

Cool snowflakes fell on her warm palms, instantly turning into droplets of water and sliding down between her fingers.

She turned her head to look at Feng Yichen and said with a smile, "Ah Chen, look, it's snowing." ”

"Hmm." The corners of Feng Yichen's lips hooked slightly, and his arms hugged Lin Mo tighter, "Is Momo cold?" ”