Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Royal Palace, Qinzheng Hall.

The prince and his entourage went to report to Emperor Wenzong.

Emperor Wenzong frowned after hearing this, "Old Fifth won't even see you guys?"

The prince stood in front of the desk and said, "Yes, but we got to meet the fifth brother's wife, so it was worth the trip."

Emperor Wenzong's expression and tone showed concern, "What did Princess Yu say? How is Lao Wu's injury?"

It was still the prince who answered, "The situation is not very good, but I heard that it is much better than the last time."

Years ago, Chu Xuanchi was hanging on with only one breath left. If the reinforcements had arrived a little later, he would have died completely.

Emperor Wenzong knew that Chu Xuanchi's life was not in danger this time, he was just hiding his illness and avoiding medical treatment, so he was a little bit petty, but he was not really worried.

"Forget it. Lao Wu is so angry now that he doesn't even want to see me. Let him calm down for two days. If he still can't get over it, we can think of a solution."

The prince nodded in agreement, "I think so too. Fifth brother is not a willful person. It's mainly because his legs are difficult to heal that he has lost confidence."

He deliberately mentioned the matter of legs, but Emperor Wenzong did not respond directly, "Old Five is still young, he will have a chance to stand up."

Emperor Wenzong quickly dismissed the crown prince and others, and then asked Li Tuquan, "Little Li, do you think I should make some concessions?"

Li Tuquan lowered his head, hiding the excitement in his eyes, and confirmed in a calm voice, "Your Majesty wants His Highness to stand up again?"

Emperor Wenzong frowned, "Don't you know whether the imperial physician has this ability?"

Li Tu understood everything. "Yes... the imperial physician can only heal the external injuries on your leg. He cannot help you stand up again."

His original intention was not to have the imperial physician treat him, but to invite famous doctors from all over the world to Beijing to treat him, just like the original imperial king.

Since Emperor Wenzong wanted the imperial physician to treat him, it meant that he still didn't want to give Chu Xuanchi a chance to stand up, and he was still afraid in his heart.

Emperor Wenzong stared at Li Tuquan, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, "Little Li, are you too old and unable to do it?"

Li Tuquan immediately knelt down and apologized, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I have indeed done something wrong recently. I will pay more attention in the future."

He was too anxious just now and misunderstood the Emperor Wenzong's intention, and almost exposed his thoughts. He must be more careful in the future.

Emperor Wenzong's eyes were dark and unclear. "Forget it. Since you are getting older, it is not your fault. You should train a successor as soon as possible."

Li Tuquan's heart sank. Emperor Wenzong was thinking of replacing him!

***

Late at night, in the backyard of Prince Yu's mansion.

Mo Zhaohua was giving acupuncture again, "My husband, do you really not want me to treat this injury?"

Chu Xuanchi lay flat on the bed, "No, you can see a doctor in a few days. The more serious the better."

Although his injuries were not fatal, his body had never recovered. His face was frighteningly pale and he looked extremely weak.

Mo Zhaohua was distressed, "How long will this self-torture trick last? Time and time again, even the best body can't stand it."

Even a healthy body couldn’t handle it, not to mention Chu Xuanchi’s old injuries hadn’t healed yet and he had new injuries. She could hardly see the future.

Chu Xuanchi smiled faintly, "Let's see when the emperor will let me go. This is an opportunity. If he gives in, I will have an easier time in the future."

Mo Zhaohua skillfully inserted needles into his leg, "Based on your understanding of His Majesty, will His Majesty make concessions this time?"

Chu Xuanchi was not sure for the time being, "It depends on how big the rumors outside are and what the assassin will confess."

Mo Zhaohua was very anxious. "It's been several days, why hasn't the assassin confessed yet? Isn't it said that the interrogation methods in the Heavenly Prison are extremely cruel?"

Chu Xuanchi thought for a moment, "The interrogation methods are powerful, but people must be able to withstand them. Wuying and the others are inexperienced, so they may have been a bit too harsh."

Wuying, who was taking out the needle, felt ashamed, "It was my fault. I was only thinking about getting the assassin to confess, and I didn't notice this."

"It's okay. If the assassin is dead, this matter will be left unresolved. And because of the rumors outside, my father will have to give me an explanation."

Chu Xuanchi stopped talking about this topic and asked Mo Zhaohua with a little doubt, "Zhao Zhao, did you change your acupuncture method today?"

Mo Zhaohua immediately stopped what he was doing when he heard that. "No, does my husband feel differently? Or does he feel pain?"

"It didn't hurt, but when you gave me the needle today, I felt a slight sense of comfort. But is it because I've been feeling things more clearly lately?"

Chu Xuanchi's senses have been gradually recovering since he regained the sense of touch. Although it is so slow that it is almost undetectable, it is getting better after all.

Mo Zhaohua's eyes lit up, and there was joy in his words, "I wonder what kind of comfort it is? Can you tell me more about it, husband?"

Chu Xuanchi described it in detail, "With a little warmth, it was like a warm current slowly flowing from the tip of the needle into the legs."

Mo Zhaohua immediately inserted the needle, and his technique seemed no different from before, but she asked expectantly, "So?"

Chu Xuanchi showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, "The feeling is a little stronger than before, I wonder what Zhao Zhao just did?"

"Let me try again." Mo Zhaohua raised her hand, and Wuying understood and handed the silver needle to her hand, and they cooperated tacitly.

Chu Xuanchi tried to feel it with his weak senses, "It's getting more and more comfortable, as if something is ironing my legs."

Wuying's eyes were filled with joy. "Princess, are the master's legs almost healed?"

Mo Zhaohua shook his head, "It will take a long time before I can stand up again, especially now that I can't take medicinal baths and the medicine has stopped."

After being persuaded by her several times, Chu Xuanchi had calmed down. "It's okay. Don't worry. As long as it gets better, I believe in Zhao Zhao."

Mo Zhaohua didn't say anything more. He waited for a while after the acupuncture as usual. After the needles were removed and the cleaning was completed, he let Wuying go down to rest.

After helping Chu Xuanchi lie down, Mo Zhaohua hugged him and whispered, "My dear, I have some good news to tell you."

"But has Zhaozhao already known the reason for what happened just now?" Chu Xuan wanted to know sooner or later, but he was afraid that asking would put pressure on her.

"Yes, I have tried it several times. The warm current should be my internal force, which is very yin and soft, and can help to clear the tendons and meridians."

Previously, she relied on manual techniques to give acupuncture and had never used internal energy. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't because her internal energy was too shallow before the breakthrough.

Now that she had broken through the second level of the mental method and had used her internal force that night, she subconsciously used it when she was giving acupuncture today.

Chu Xuanchi had never thought that it was due to his internal strength. "So, are the Su Wen Xin Jing and Su Xin Yao Shu really related?"

Mo Zhaohua chuckled, "Yes, the mental method can assist the medical skills recorded in the medical books. I have a new way to treat my husband."

Chu Xuanchi's mind moved slightly, "Can this help me stand up faster?"

"Internal force should be able to replace the effects of medicinal baths and decoctions. From now on, we won't have to go to the Fuguogong Mansion to take medicinal baths."

Chu Xuanchi was overjoyed and hugged her tightly, "How lucky I am to meet you in this life."

Mo Zhaohua was afraid to touch his wounds, "Be gentle, be careful of your wounds..."