Chapter 91: Back to the Light (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

Qin Luan didn't understand Qi Huang.

She couldn't check the pulse, she didn't know the prescription, but she could see the state of a seriously ill person.

His Royal Highness's body exuded a thick air of death.

He was still young and not yet crowned, but his life had come to an end.

Qin Luan retreated from the bedside, and said to Imperial Doctor Liao, the children's hospital judge, and Mama Zhong: "When the number of lives is reached, you can't change your life." ”

"Neither does the life-saving medicine?" Doctor Liao asked.

"I can only hang it," Qin Luan pursed his lower lip and explained, "It's just to return to the light, let His Highness wake up, be able to say goodbye to his relatives, and explain what happened after his death, that's all." If you want to feed it or not, you have to ask the emperor and the queen to make an idea. ”

When the child heard this, he let out a long sigh.

As a healer, he was prepared.

His Royal Highness is the appearance of running out of oil, and no matter how magical the elixir in the world is, it is difficult to snatch people from the hands of Lord Yama.

And being able to wake up and say a few words is already a great skill.

Mama Zhong's figure shook, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said, "I'll go back to Niangniang." ”

The message is handed out.

After a while, the queen mother came in a hurry.

She was in time all the way, and her hair was blown away by the cold wind, and she was described as haggard.

With a hard breath, he rushed to this place, and saw a young girl standing under the porch, Queen Cheng didn't care about taking a closer look, and stepped forward to hold her shoulders.

"Is there really no more way?" Empress Cheng's voice trembled.

Qin Yuan raised his hand to support her and said, "Niangniang, the courtier Qin Yuan, and His Royal Highness's elixir is the eldest sister of the courtier, and she is in it." ”

Empress Cheng realized that she had asked the wrong person.

She looked at Qin Yuan, trying to squeeze out a smile, but she couldn't do anything.

She had to sigh and say, "It's me who recognized the wrong person." ”

Empress Cheng let go of Qin Yuan and walked into the hall, just when she met Qin Luan, who heard the sound.

She wanted to ask again, but the anxious breath was released, leaving only helplessness and pain, her lips curled, and she couldn't speak, only tears kept rolling in her eyes.

Qin Luan held her arm and said softly, "Niangniang, don't let Your Highness worry about you." ”

When Empress Cheng heard this, she took a deep breath and forced her tears back: "Is he awake?" ”

"I haven't fed the medicine yet," Qin Luan said, "Time is tight, I'll feed it when you come." ”

Empress Cheng clenched her teeth.

This time, she didn't bite her lip.

On her lips, there was also the wound from the previous wound.

The bleeding had stopped, the wound was still there, and a thick layer of lip grease was smeared to cover all traces.

"Mama," Empress Cheng and Mama Zhong said, "give me a haircut, I can't let Yuan'er see me like this." ”

When Empress Cheng combed her hair, Qin Luan took out the porcelain bottle, poured out the last pill, and handed it to Imperial Doctor Liao.

Imperial Physician Liao opened Zhao Yuan's mouth and stuffed the pill into it, and then quietly observed His Highness's reaction.

He remembered that the last time Mrs. Shizi took medicine, there was a change almost instantly, and the effect was remarkable.

And this time, Xu is Zhao Yuan was too sick, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

In front of the sickbed, there was a close chamberlain, a familiar imperial doctor, and a strange girl.

Zhao Yuan looked at Qin Luan suspiciously, as if he had thought of something, and his brows tightened.

Gonggong Min understood Zhao Yuan too well, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, this is Miss Qin, send you a pill, that's all." ”

"Pills?" Zhao Yuan muttered, his voice very soft.

Hearing that Zhao Yuan was awake, Queen Cheng quickly came to the bed and held her son's hand.

Seeing the queen mother who pretended to be calm, Zhao Yuan suddenly understood.

"You," Zhao Yuan's throat rolled, "Has your son been sick for a long time?" What time is the beginning of the year? ”

Empress Cheng's lower lip trembled.

When Zhao Yuan fell ill, he was only in the fifth year of junior high school, and now, he is already in his early tens.

Seeing that the queen mother was silent, Zhao Yuan turned his head to look at Qin Luan: "The medicine you gave me?" How long do I have to live? ”

Qin Luan replied directly: "You can still speak for an hour." ”

Time is scarce and should not be wasted.

Zhao Yuan was in a trance, and then accepted the reality: "I talked to the queen mother. ”

Everyone withdrew, and only Queen Cheng accompanied Zhao Yuan.

"Queen Mother, the life span is set in a few days, and my son can only come here," Zhao Yuan smiled lightly, "My son's body is like this, and he has long been ready to die early, but he can't bear you." can be your son, the son is very satisfied, but it's a pity that the mother and son are shallow and can't continue to go. ”

Queen Cheng tightened her fingers tightly and held on without crying.

"After my son fell ill, the people around me should have told you that my son didn't want to harm an innocent girl," Zhao Yuan said, "I don't know the answer that day, but now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's Miss Qin, right?"

Whoever it is, don't hurt her.

The son wanted to go cleanly, and when the historians wrote about the sons of Emperor Qingyuan in the future, they only wrote that the son loved books and knew etiquette, but he was weak, not that he was dying and dragged one person down.

Don't get your hands dirty. ”

Queen Cheng's tears came up again, and she choked up: "The queen mother promised you, and the queen mother also promised herself, and the queen mother will never break her word." ”

The mother and son were talking, and there was a commotion outside.

The emperor arrived.

Zhao Yuan bent his eyes and said softly: "Please come in, my son still has something to say to my father." ”

Even if Empress Cheng was reluctant, she was unwilling to go against Zhao Yuan's wish at the last time and get up to invite the emperor.

Outside the hall, the emperor, who had already learned the result, stood in a daze.

He knew that Zhao Yuan was seriously ill this time, and he knew that the situation was extremely unoptimistic, but it was not until this moment that he really realized that his eldest son was leaving.

Admittedly, he did not have a good relationship with his eldest son.

He doesn't like Queen Cheng, and he naturally doesn't like Zhao Yuan.

Especially, as Zhao Yuan grew up, he learned a lot from Sangong and Sangu, and his pedantic temper was simply another Mrs. Xu.

One was aggressive to him in the name of teacher and student; One is a father-son relationship, and he has something to talk to.

It's all the things he doesn't like to hear.

But no matter how much he doesn't like it, it's also his son, the son he is proud of for "reading a lot of books".

How did it suddenly come to such a point?

The emperor suddenly annoyed Zhao Qi.

If Zhao Qi hadn't gone crazy and came to Zhao Yuan to say those words, wouldn't he have fallen ill and would not have reached the point where there was no medicine and stone?

The closed door of the palace opened, revealing Empress Cheng's tired and tired face.

Looking at the emperor, a trace of unbearable hatred crossed Queen Cheng's eyes, and the grief in her eyes was even more, covering the trace of hatred.

"Yuan'er has something to say to you," Queen Cheng said, "You can go in quickly." ”

The emperor is about to step inside.

Standing in front of the bed, the emperor looked at Zhao Yuan.

Xu is because of the return to the light, Zhao Yuan's complexion does not look too bad, and his eyes are also very bright, which makes the emperor in a trance for a moment.

Yuan'er can still live.

But this trance was all shattered by Zhao Yuan's words.

"Father," Zhao Yuan's voice was very soft, every word, but it was very clear, "The son is not filial, let the father, you send the white-haired person to the black-haired person." ”