Dong Junqin is now sick and his breath is weak. It didn't take much effort for Ah Lu to enter his body.

is also weak, Dong Junqin's weakness is different from Song Jiyue. Song Jiyue is a weak person who is empty, and Dong Junqin is a weak person who is tired of running around his whole body with full spiritual power.

However, Dong Junqin's soul is different from what Ah Lu has encountered before. The soul of ordinary people is one color, orange-orange when it is lively, cyan when it is quiet, bright red when angry, and gray when desperate. As for Dong Junqin's, it is colorful.

Ah Lu had never seen such a spirit, like ten colored clouds swimming in the pitch-black body.

As she slowly descended into the depths, a blue sky suddenly appeared in front of her. Looking out of the blue sky, there is a lump of black triangles.

Ah Lu recognized it for a long time before he found out that this was the Sky Lookout of the Azure Realm. Then a song reached Aru's ears.

This voice is very immature, crisp and milky, but the pitch is really not flattering. Ah Lu didn't know what he was singing, but after listening to him howl this paragraph, he suddenly sighed: "Hey, it's really boring, I don't even have anyone who sings about the mountain." ”

Alu: ......

It seems that this is the scene that Dong Junqin was punished in the legend and thought about it in front of the wall in the empty moat.

Little Dong Junqin was stunned in the sky, and finally a bird landed on the stone platform, he caught the bird like a wolf pounced, and then circled an enchantment to chat with others. From eating, drinking, and Lazar to talking about life insights.

The bird would flutter a few times at first, but after several failed "prison breaks", it simply stopped moving, and stood there to cooperate with Xiao Dong Junqin's speech.

An hour passed, and the little chatter finally dried up, and he closed his mouth and let the bird go, lay down on the ground and looked at the sky, and once again pretended to sigh deeply.

Ah Lu thought to himself, this Wangkong Trench is really a mountain as its name suggests, except for Wangkong, there is nothing else that can be done, but don't you have to look at it until you are stunned? No, it forced Xiao Dong Junqin to fall asleep.

At this time, it was dark again in front of Ah Lu's eyes, and several clouds flickered, and a stone corridor appeared. Aryu heard the sound of chains, and then his body sank, as if someone had thrown him onto the plank.

Ah Lu followed Xiao Dong Junqin to raise his eyes and saw the younger Uncle Zhao. For some reason, Uncle Zhao's eyebrows were furrowed, and he looked pained. He looked at Xiao Dong Junqin, then lowered his eyes, and stretched out his hands tremblingly towards him, but he didn't catch anything.

But when Ah Lu followed Uncle Zhao's gaze downward, she saw a pair of bloody hands, saying that they were hands, but the fingers were gone, like two pieces of ginger. If it weren't for Shopkeeper Han saying this before, she wouldn't know what it was.

Alu's scalp suddenly tingled, but fortunately she was just a soul now, otherwise she would have vomited.

Feeling Xiao Dong Junqin again, although he was in pain, it hurt for about too long, and the whole person fell into a kind of numbness, but his whole body was hot, I don't know if it was because of the fever at that time or the fever now.

Ah Lu really didn't see it, and pulled himself out of this memory. Continue chasing colored clouds. When she looked again, the corridor was still in front of her.

Ah Lu originally thought that he had been tortured again, so he wanted to leave. But suddenly found that this time Xiao Dong Junqin was walking well, and there was a man with a lantern next to him.

The two of them walked for a long time, and came to a tall and closed dark wooden door, in front of which there were four or five people, some of them seemed to be guards, some of them should be ministers, and there were a few Changshengtai Taoist priests.

At this time, a person came out of the door, and Ah Lu recognized him, it was Ah Lu who suddenly visited the Dong family on the day that Song Jiyue was possessed.

Chenyang was very happy to see Dong Junqin. He pulled Dong Junqin aside and said softly, "Ah Jun, it's really troublesome to come to you so late." ”

Dong Junqin: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is serious. How is the situation with the emperor?"

Chenyang shook his head: "It's not good." The doctor said that time was running out. ”

Dong Junqin: "Your Highness, if the imperial doctor says so, the grass people may ......"

Chenyang: "There is no possibility, my father must live." Even if the government is controlled by me and Lord Xiahou, my father's will has not yet been made, and too many things have not been decided. ”

Dong Junqin looked at Chenyang, his originally kind face showed an overly determined look, and he was a little mad.

Dong Junqin: "Your Highness, the dragon body has been sick for many years. Your Majesty can't go to the court, you have been acting for so long and you have been quite praised, and you are the only prince of the right age......"

Chenyang shook his head: "I understand what you said." But that's not what I care about. In short, my father couldn't leave so early. At least not for a few years. I also know that the Tai Hospital is not joking when it says that there is no way to return to heaven, so I called you back to Beijing. ”

Dong Junqin didn't know why Chenyang was obsessed with his father's illness. Suffering from hard work and unsettled, early death is expected by everyone.

And Chenyang has always handled government affairs well, and even Xiahou Taishi often praised him. He could have ascended the throne ahead of schedule, and there would be no objections.

However, Dong Junqin at that time would no longer say this kind of thing, and Chenyang himself would not mention it and he would not ask. And his meaning is very clear, Emperor Xuanning must live. No matter what method is used.

Dong Junqin followed Chenyang into the hall, and Ah Lu saw an old man with a gray face lying on the bed through Dong Junqin's eyes. His eyes were open and he looked at the sky as if he were dead. If it weren't for the occasional movement of his fingers, Ah Lu would have thought that he was dead, and he was still the kind of dead person who had been drained of his energy and died.

Dong Junqin came to the bedside under the strange gaze of a group of imperial doctors, and there was an elderly man with a sad face standing beside him. Ah Lu heard Dong Junqin respectfully call out to him, "Lord Xiahou".

At first glance, Lord Xiahou is the kind of person who is serious and serious, and does not smile all year round. As soon as Dong Junqin sat down and was about to take a pulse, this Xiahou Lord interrupted him, and then he summoned a few people to tie three threads around Emperor Xuanning's wrists.

Dong Junqin watched them toss indifferently from the side, and after the eunuch withdrew, Dong Junqin pulled up the silk thread and gently put his fingers on it.

Ah Lu was speechless, what is this? The dragon body is so expensive that it can't be touched with your hands? But Dong Junqin himself had long expected this to happen, so there was no turmoil in his heart. After taking the pulse, Dong Junqin wanted to take a look at Xuanning's eyes and limbs, and at this time, several eunuchs stepped forward to show them one by one.

After the diagnosis and treatment, Chenyang anxiously stepped forward to inquire about the situation.

Dong Junqin said: "Your Majesty has not yet reached the point where you have no skills to return to heaven. However, he had multiple blockages in his body and needed to be needled. ”

Chenyang nodded: "Okay, then you can go down." ”

Hearing this, Lord Xiahou spoke: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the needle can be taken by the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital." ”

Dong Junqin was silent, and Chenyang said, "Didn't they get an injection before?"

Chenyang's meaning couldn't be clearer. This needle is not the other, and not any doctor can do it. Fortunately, it is about the emperor, and although Lord Xiahou is guarding against Dong Junqin, he cannot delay the emperor's treatment. So he whispered a few words to a eunuch, and the eunuch ran out of the dormitory.

It didn't take long for Ah Lu to feel Dong Junqin's body relax. Then the eunuch came back and reported a few words to Lord Xiahou. Only then did Lord Xiahou say: "The forbidden magic array in the hall has been lifted. Please also ask Dr. Dong to administer the needle. ”

Dong Junqin looked at the people in the house, and it seemed that no one had any intention of going out. Looking at Lord Xiahou again, it is even more of a posture not to play tricks under my nose.

Dong Junqin took a deep breath, his right hand reached into his sleeve, and Ah Lu felt that he touched his short sword, and his fingers exerted a slight force, turning into five silver needles.

Dong Junqin's five needles are very short, much shorter than ordinary needles.

In front of everyone's eyes, he pierced the silver needle into the acupuncture point. Several imperial doctors watched from behind and whispered. Ah Lu listened carefully, and seemed to think that Dong Junqin's acupuncture points were not beneficial to the dragon body at all, and they were worried that he would harm the emperor.

The imperial doctors looked at Lord Xiahou one after another, but they didn't expect Lord Xiahou to calm down and signal them not to say much. Dong Junqin shook his head silently in his heart, even if he wanted to cause harm, he would not pick such an occasion.

However, the acupuncture points of Dong Junqin's needles are indeed as those imperial doctors said, which are not beneficial to the dragon body. Not only is it useless, but it is also retrograde.

But the Tai Doctor has the way of the Tai Doctor, and he has his reasoning. The meridians in Emperor Xuanning's body were not generally blocked, but several fractures caused the energy in the body to not operate smoothly. It's ridiculous to say that Changshengtai will not be able to take care of the emperor's body if he guards the palace every day.

Dong Junqin chose to reverse only because forcibly going forward would aggravate the fracture, and retrograde, as long as he started quickly and accurately, would not increase the burden on his body.

Dong Junqin ignored the whispers of others, and concentrated on pouring his spiritual power into Emperor Xuanning's body.

To be honest, before he entered the palace, he did think about watching from the sidelines, even if he had a way, he wouldn't save him. But when he really saw Emperor Xuanning, he remembered the man who would take him and Chenyang to the Imperial Garden to enjoy the flowers when he was a child.

At that time, it was he and Chenyang who fought fiercely with wooden swords, but he himself was napping on the recliner.

Ah Lu suspected that Dong Junqin really burned his brain, and said that the enemy was very red when he saw him, but he was good, and he was thinking about what made Emperor Xuanning look so pitiful now.

After Dong Junqin finished administering the needle, Emperor Xuanning did not wake up immediately. He asked the Tai Hospital to take him to the imperial dining room and take the medicine to make soup according to the prescription he prescribed. The medicinal soup was clear and tasteless, but after feeding it, Emperor Xuanning squirted it out on the spot, and then he scratched his neck frantically, as if he had been poisoned.

Immediately rushed out of the door, several guards and Taoist priests from the Changshengtai, and more than a dozen people pointed their swords at him. But Dong Junqin just ordered people to press Emperor Xuanning's hand and not let him scratch himself.

Emperor Xuanning's discomfort became more and more severe, and finally coughed wildly and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

The moment the black blood spat out, Emperor Xuanning, who had been drowsy, finally looked like a living person, he breathed in a big gulp of air as if he had been rescued from drowning, and even choked himself. Chenyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and Lord Xiahou waved his hand slightly, letting the guards and Taoist priests on the side go out first. A few more doctors came forward to check.

Several imperial doctors took turns to check, and after a while, they nodded to Lord Xiahou. After that, Chenyang and the medical officer circled around the emperor, and Dong Junqin was invited to wait outside the door.

Half an hour later, the eunuch came out and said that Emperor Xuanning had woken up. Dong Junqin has used up what he should use, so he can let him go. But after the report, Lord Xiahou asked him to stay.

Dong Junqin entered the dormitory again. At this time, the people in the room stood in two rows, and Emperor Xuanning turned his head sideways, and laboriously raised his forearm and beckoned to Dong Junqin. Finally holding his breath, he said, "Ah Jun, you're here." ”

Ah Lu felt Dong Junqin tremble slightly, but still moved to the front of the imperial couch. Emperor Xuanning's eyes were a little glazed, but Ah Lu could feel that he was staring at Dong Junqin.

Following his gesture, Dong Junqin slowly knelt down, Emperor Xuanning struggled to speak, and tried a few times before he said a sentence clearly: "Ah Jun, I'm sorry." ”

From entering the palace to the present, Dong Junqin has never had murderous intent. But when he heard the three words sorry, Ah Lu felt that Dong Junqin's hand was holding a sword.