This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

After the prince returned to the palace for half a day, Yan Zhen finally returned with all the guards of the East Palace after everything had settled.

He ran into the door without touching his feet, and when he reached the prince, he "thumped!" and knelt on the ground.

The knee joint collided with the hard marble floor, and the terrifying sound was unbearable.

Yan Zhen didn't seem to feel it, walked a few steps on his knees, and cried out: "Your Highness, the villain is useless! I didn't meet you and left you in a helpless place!"

"Ahhhhh—" he cried bitterly.

The prince is lying on the bed in Ruluo Hall, and Dr. Cen is treating the wound on his waist.

Hearing him cry for a while, he waved his hands with a headache, "Get up and talk."

Wu Da went up to help him, but no matter what he couldn't get up.

Yan Zhen couldn't help crying, his voice was full of self-blame, wishing he could apologise with death.

The prince took a sip of tea, swallowed it, and said, "Cry, you should cry, I almost died."

Uda: "..."

Yan Zhen said "Wow——", tears gushed out, and she cried even harder.

When his crying gradually subsided, Dr. Cen treated his wound and bandaged it properly, knelt on the ground and confessed: "Your Highness, don't get wet these few days, the wound is festering, I'm afraid of infection."

The prince nodded casually, and glanced at Yan Zhen, "Are you done crying?"

Yan Zhen twitched a few times and nodded.

"The chief treasurer..." The prince paused, and Wu Da immediately reminded him, "Wu Changsheng."

"Wu Changsheng," the prince said, "I said earlier that he and King Li were not clean, and I asked you to bring it up, and you just mentioned it and came up with this result."

Yan Zhen was about to cry again.

Prince: "He opened the arsenal privately and incited the soldiers' morale. Although there are Li Wang rebels at the gate of the city, there are more soldiers who have been training in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing. They should be under my command, but they turned against each other and gritted their teeth. To take my life."

Yan Zhen knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

The prince continued: "You should learn this kind of deceptive magic."

He stood up, and Chi Mingjiao stepped forward to straighten his clothes, worried about touching the wound, and wondered whether to continue to put on the belt.

The prince raised his hand, indicating that it's okay.

Chi Mingjiao took Shen Hand's exquisite golden belt, and lightly put it on his waist.

"There are only a few things that can make the soldiers die down. One is to promise them high money, and the other is to beat me as a usurper in the name of the Qing emperor."

The prince glanced casually, then turned and walked outside.

Yan Zhen got up and followed.

The prince glanced at him, and continued: "If it is one, we have to consider whether the military salary is insufficient and whether the monthly salary has been paid to them on time; if it is two, we have to check it out. You just need to wait, why would they think I usurped the throne."

"King Li's instigation is unknown." Yan Zhen said.

A group of him walked out the door, and the prince led the way.

Wu Da and Yan Zhen followed from left to right, and the rest of the guards fell behind.

The prince shook his head.

"Instigation alone won't be the case, there must be other things."

Yan Zhen nodded, "The villain will investigate immediately."

Chi Mingjiao hesitated to speak.

Yingxiu grabbed her.

The two masters and servants looked at each other and shook their heads in Yingxiu.

Chi Mingjiao knew that he was busy with business, so he swallowed many words in his heart.

After the prince left, Chi Mingjiao looked at his back without moving for a long time.

Yingxiu stepped forward and looked around until the back was gone, then went up to help Chi Mingjiao: "Master Shangshu just sent a letter saying that the emperor has abdicated and His Royal Highness the crown prince is already the emperor!"

Chi Mingjiao seemed unable to recover, and stared blankly at the maid.

The maid thought she was so happy and silly, so she covered her mouth and laughed, "From now on, you will be a concubine or a noble concubine, with one person under ten thousand."

Chi Mingjiao blinked, and tears fell.

Yingxiu hurriedly wiped it for her, "What's wrong with you?"

"Concubine, concubine, what can I do?"

She cried and said: "There is a queen on top."

"What's the queen? She doesn't go out all the year round. It's up to you to decide what to do in the harem." Yingxiu comforted her: "As soon as His Highness came back, he didn't finish his work, so he came to our place first. It can be seen that we are still here." I value you."

"He doesn't want to stay overnight, what's the use of just taking a look?" Chi Mingjiao cried aggrievedly: "Didn't you hear what Dr. Cen said? On the way to the south, Luoyang, Zhizhou arranged for a stunning dancer, His Highness has been staring at her , and finally sent someone to the house."

"Sigh..." Yingxiu sighed, "Your Highness is here, let alone invite a dancer to spend the night, even if we want to accept her as a concubine, we can't stop it."

She thought for a while, and continued to persuade her, "At this moment, His Highness is seriously injured, it is useless even if you stay overnight."

After hearing this, Chi Mingjiao couldn't help blushing.

She frowned, and nodded slightly in distress.

The prince walked in the front, and the injury in his waist did not affect his vigorous and vigorous steps at all.

Every step taken by the strong and powerful thighs involves the muscles in a smooth arc.

Yan Zhen, in the spirit of paying off his merits, waited for only half a stick of incense, and left quickly.

The prince stood where he was, looking at the Chunjiao Temple opposite.

The sun is very strong, spreading evenly on the top, which makes people feel restless.

The prince glanced at Wu Da who was following behind.

Wu Da immediately took two steps forward, and waited for his orders, "Your Highness."

"You follow me into the palace." The prince looked forward.

"Yes." Wu Da stood up and answered.

The two turned around to leave, but the prince stopped again.

He said to the bodyguard who was following him, "You also enter the palace."

The chief guard glanced at him in confusion, but still answered immediately, "Yes!"

If they enter the palace together, they must give orders together, do they need to order again separately?

"Doctors outside the palace are indeed not as good as those in the imperial hospital." The prince turned his gaze, looked forward and said, "My wound still hurts."

The head guard immediately understood, "Your subordinate will go and invite the imperial physician."

The prince nodded casually, and walked out of the East Palace door without looking sideways.

Wu Da thought about it seriously, and was half a step behind, and told the chief guard: "Remember, we need to invite Doctor Song."

The chief guard clasped his fist at him, and said in a powerful voice, "Yes!"

He immediately went to the palace to invite people.

Too the hospital is very busy.

After all the injured were registered in the register, they all waited for the imperial physician to treat them one by one.

There was an endless stream of wounded in front of the gate.

The head guard dodged several maids who came out of the room after dressing up, and stood by the door to look around.

The court judge got up and wiped his sweat. Out of the corner of his eye, he vaguely saw a person standing outside the gate, so he walked out quickly.

The chief guard looked around, but he didn't see Song Chunjing's figure. Just as he was about to look again, the court judge stretched his head out from the inside.

A head popped out of nowhere, almost startled him, "Hey, you are..."

"Why are you here?" The court judge recognized the chief guard of the Eastern Palace, came out from the door, and asked politely, "Has the injury on the emperor healed?"

Chief Guard: "..."

It took him a while to realize that the 'emperor' refers to the prince.

"It's precisely for this matter," the chief guard straightened out, happy in his heart, but with a very painful expression on his face, he said: "Just now the emperor called out that the wound hurts, and asked me to call for the imperial doctor."

He hesitated and looked at the judge in embarrassment: "But this is busy..."

"If you don't take precautions, don't take precautions," the court judge hurriedly invited him in, "You can find any imperial physician you want."

"You can just go to Physician Song." The head guard stood at the door, not intending to go in. "Go and have a look. If he is free, send him to follow me."

The court judged: "It's really a coincidence that someone from Qingyu Hall asked Imperial Physician Song to ask for the nobleman's pulse."

"Why don't you wait a while?" He asked hesitantly.

The head guard thought about it.

The court judge suggested: "Or... find the imperial physician Xu Zhuo Xu?"

The chief guard took a deep breath and seriously considered the feasibility.

The judge tilted his head and looked at him questioningly.

Although when he came out, Chief Wu Da reminded him to ask for Song imperial physician, but he didn't say that other imperial physicians would definitely not be able to do it, and he was also invited in the morning.

"Okay." He breathed a sigh of relief, "Doctor Xu can also make do with it."

The court judge snorted, "Wait a minute, I'll call him out."

"Thank you." The chief guard said politely.

The court judge strode across the spacious courtyard and quickly entered the inner room.

"Doctor Xu." He cleared his throat and called out.

Xu Zhuo was cleaning and wiping the wound of a court lady, and he glanced at the source of the voice indifferently.

When he found out that the court judge had called him, he immediately smiled with a very respectful expression, "Please speak."

The court judge straightened his robe and walked up to him.

Cleared his throat.

Xu Zhuo stopped what he was doing, kept smiling, and waited intently.

"Someone is coming from the East Palace, the prince invites you to come over."

As soon as the sentence of the court sentence fell to the ground, Xu Zhuo staggered in horror. The injured court lady was unprepared, and he stabbed the wound with his hand holding cotton gauze.

Immediately, he howled like a pig, "Ah——"

Countless people in the courtyard crowded to the door to watch the excitement.

The judge who was stunned by fright finally came back to his senses, and scolded: "What are you looking at! What should you do!"

The people outside the door parted reluctantly.

Tears fell from the eyes of the injured maid, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Hey," the court judge hurriedly cleaned her up and reprimanded Xu Zhuo, "Why did you do it so carelessly?"

As soon as Xu Zhuo came back, the stool under his buttocks was not warm yet, and his first reaction was that the prince regretted it.

Wanting to arrest him and continue beating him to death, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

The court judge sent the little palace lady away, looked around and saw that there was no one around, then whispered: "What are you afraid of? Song Taiyi has been there [-] times if not a thousand times, and I have never seen such a panic."

Xu Zhuo said that he was suffering, and squeezed out an expression that was uglier than crying, "I... can I not go?"

Judge: "Do you know who the person who told you to go?"

Xu Zhuo: "Prince Hall..."

"It's the emperor!" The court judge gritted his teeth, hating that iron could not become steel: "Your Highness is only a matter of the enthronement ceremony. Everyone has already called him the emperor in private. From now on, the title 'His Royal Highness the Prince' will no longer be used. Well, if you didn't go before, you could still be considerate for you, but if you don't go this time, you are openly resisting the order."

Xu Zhuo took a deep breath and let it out long.

The court judge was frightened by the ashen expression on his face, and asked in surprise: "It's just a visit to see the injury, why is it like going to die?"

"...It's almost the same." Xu Zhuo said dejectedly.

The court judge rolled his eyes in his heart, and even looked down on this newcomer with high eyes and low skills.

"Let's go." He urged Xu Zhuo to pack up the medicine box, thinking that his movements were slow, so he held the medicine box in his hand and pushed him.

The two walked to the door.

The head guard immediately took the medicine box and said, "Let's go."

Xu Zhuo drooped his shoulders and looked at him dejectedly.

They walked out and met Song Chunjing who was walking back at the corner.

The chief guard opened his eyes wide in surprise, before he could speak, Song Chunjing nodded politely towards the two of them.

His expression was very polite.

"Physician Song!" The chief guard called to stop the person who passed by him.

So Song Chunjing stopped in his tracks, lowered his head slightly, and said with a smile, "Please tell me."

Chief Guard: "..."

He had forgotten how long he hadn't seen this expression.

Ever since several people went south together, he was sent to carry bags for Song Chunjing... Carrying a medicine box, sharing weal and woe for many days, he felt that he was already very cordial.

When Zha Ran saw this alienated and polite look, he almost couldn't react.

This treatment couldn't help but make the chief guard touch his nose.

He asked with some embarrassment: "Are you done with your work? Can you go to the Ministry of Punishment with me when you are done?"

"I'm not done." Song Chunjing glanced at Xu Zhuo behind him, lowered his eyes again, and said coldly.