Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family

What Li Shuangwan couldn't figure out was that when Liang Tianyou told Gu Xingyan the news, he almost immediately thought of who this person was.

The corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.

Li Shuangwan felt sad that Yu Moyu had lost his life like this, but also felt sorry that the dog prince was lucky enough not to be stabbed to death.

But at this moment in the East Palace, all the doctors in the palace did not think so. The poison was too strong and only by scraping the bone to cure the poison could the prince's life be saved.

Ling Ji had woken up a long time ago and was rolling around on the bed in pain. The Queen cried and cursed the imperial doctors for being useless, asking why they didn't quickly detoxify the prince.

Emperor Jingzhang also rushed over when he heard the news.

A group of imperial doctors knelt on the ground.

The queen knelt down at the feet of Emperor Jingzhang, crying: "Your Majesty, save Ji'er, save him quickly..."

The piercing pain made Ling Ji forget the manners he maintained in front of his father. He rolled off the bed, tears streaming down his face, cold sweat rolling down his face, and hugged Emperor Jingzhang's legs tightly: "Father, I am in so much pain, Father..."

The veins on Emperor Jingzhang's forehead were throbbing: "Hurry up and give the prince some pain relief."

Doctor Fang, the chief judge of the Imperial Hospital, stepped forward boldly and said, "Your Majesty, the dagger that wounded the prince was coated with an extremely strong snake venom. No painkillers are effective against this poison."

Emperor Jingzhang shouted angrily: "Then let the prince suffer like this!"

"We need to scrape the bone and cure the poison as soon as possible."

The prince, who was tortured by the snake venom to the point of being worse than death, wanted to faint but couldn't when he heard this. Scraping the bones to remove the poison would be several times more painful than the current one.

For the prince, who would have wanted to chop off the palace servant's hand if a hair of his was pulled out, the pain would cost him his life.

Emperor Jingzhang knew very well that for those parasites in the Imperial Hospital who only worked day by day and did not seek any merit but only wanted to avoid mistakes, they would never propose the method of scraping the bone to cure the poison if there was any other possibility.

"Let's get started." Emperor Jingzhang ordered solemnly.

The prince was so frightened by these words that he stepped back: "No, father, I don't want it. It will hurt like hell."

Emperor Jingzhang looked very ugly.

Upon hearing this, the Queen screamed, "Your Majesty, Ji'er won't be able to bear it. Where's the assassin? Has that damn assassin been caught?"

Emperor Jingzhang asked his attendant Zhang Desheng, "Have Zheng Xinjiang and Lu Dongqing entered the palace?"

"Your Majesty." Lu Dongqing strode over.

Before Emperor Jingzhang could say anything, the prince had already rolled in front of Lu Dongqing, grabbed his collar, and roared, "Where is the assassin! Where is the antidote!"

Lu Dongqing took a step back, broke free from the prince's hand that was grabbing his collar, and knelt on one knee to plead guilty: "Your Majesty, the assassin committed suicide, and we couldn't find the antidote on him."

When the queen heard this, she fainted completely.

Emperor Jingzhang waved his hand in pain and ordered the queen to be sent back to the palace. He also asked Lu Dongqing to wait outside the palace.

The only sound in the hall was the prince's roar.

Doctor Fang said to Emperor Jingzhang, "Your Majesty, we can't delay any longer. If we delay for another quarter of an hour, the Crown Prince's left arm will be crippled. If we delay any further, his life will be in danger. This snake venom comes from Zhao State, and there will be no antidote in the short term."

The prince's face, which was already as white as paper, was now almost as white as the frost and snow outside. Someone come and kill him. Why was it so painful that he couldn't faint?

Poison from Zhao? Could it be that the assassin was from Zhao? Emperor Jingzhang's face was gloomy and he clenched his fists.

"Come here, press the prince onto the bed and hold him firmly. If there is any mistake, I will not let him off easily! Doctor Fang, start now."

Emperor Jingzhang gave an order and four imperial guards came in from the royal palace. Each of them lifted the prince up by one limb and pressed him onto the bed.

Led by Doctor Fang, a group of imperial doctors cooperated with each other and worked for two hours. They were all sweating profusely until they finally tied the last knot of the gauze wrapping the wound.

The prince finally fainted from the pain.

Everyone's tortured ears finally had a moment of peace.

Doctor Fang felt as if his ears were not his own. His old bones were almost broken by the prince's roar.

For the first time in his life, he even regretted becoming a doctor and entering the damn Imperial Hospital.

In the imperial study, Emperor Jingzhang also listened to Lu Dongqing's report on the assassin.

Emperor Jingzhang's face was so gloomy that it seemed like ink was about to drip out: "Is the investigation correct? It has nothing to do with Hu Zhenfang?"

Just after the Hu family was punished, the prince was assassinated.

"It has nothing to do with it."

Feeling the anger of Emperor Jingzhang, Lu Dongqing behaved very calmly. The young commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard was wearing a Feiyu suit. Although the collar of his clothes was a little wrinkled by the prince's tugging, he stood underneath with his posture still as straight as a pine tree.

"After the assassin confessed, I immediately sent people to Xin'an Town to verify and found Mo Yu's mother and the bride's family."

Lu Dongqing paused and said, "Based on the information we have so far, it is indeed correct..."

Emperor Jingzhang rubbed his brows. This bastard: "Since the assassin is dead, let's end this matter here. As for those who know the inside story, let them keep quiet."

"That poison... Your Majesty, this kind of poison is not something a scholar like Mo Yu can have."

Emperor Jingzhang's face darkened, and after a moment he said, "There is no need to investigate this matter further."

Lu Dongqing took the order. He understood what Emperor Jingzhang meant. The cause of this incident was that the prince had lustful intentions and caused a death. For the sake of the prince's reputation, the truth of this incident must not be spread.

In the East Palace, the prince was awakened by another wave of pain.

The prince started a new round of screaming and shouting, his voice was almost hoarse, but due to Emperor Jingzhang's order, his hands and feet were tied to the bed with his legs spread out.

After Lu Dongqing left, Emperor Jingzhang came to the Eastern Palace again.

"Father, I am in so much pain, so much pain, Father..."

Emperor Jingzhang wanted to open his mouth to ask whether the bride had cried out in pain or begged him to let her go when he was treating her in the villa, but he kept his mouth shut because of the presence of imperial doctors and eunuchs from the Eastern Palace.

"Doctor Fang, how long will it take for the prince to feel better?"

Doctor Fang, whose head was buzzing, replied, "Your Majesty, at least it will take three days and three nights."

Three days and three nights. Even if the prince's voice wasn't broken from shouting, it would have cost him half his life.

Doctor Fang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Your Highness's hand has been in severe pain for three days and three nights, and it will still hurt slightly in the future. It will accompany Your Highness for the rest of his life. It is difficult to cure it completely..."

Doctor Fang knelt down and said, "I am an old minister whose skills are not good enough. Please forgive me, Your Majesty..."

The prince felt his head buzzing and burst into tears. "Father, Your Majesty, the world is so big, there must be someone who can save me. Father, please post an imperial edict to find a famous doctor for your son. I am in so much pain, Father..."

Emperor Jingzhang: "Doctor Fang, is there anyone who can do this?"

Doctor Fang thought for a moment and said, "Yes, the Nine-turn Soul-Restoring Needle!"

“Who knows this acupuncture technique?”

"As far as I know, the only doctor in the world who knows this acupuncture method is Qiao Shunqiao."

Emperor Jingzhang solemnly ordered: "Then find this person."