[Rebirth] Chronicle of the Two Capitals

It was as if the fog in front of me was suddenly pushed away with bare hands, and many details that I had repeatedly missed in the past came to my mind like clouds and snow.Thinking back now, there were clues about a year ago, but I ignored and forgotten them time and time again, so that now I know that apart from the surprise and heartache that I should have, it is more regret.

The night is like ink, and the cool wind is howling.

Tang Yu stood there stiffly, she only felt like she was in an ice cave, the blood in her body gradually became cold with the passage of time, she was struggling and at a loss as to what to do.In an instant, there was more than just mixed feelings in her heart, she couldn't figure out what made her nose sour and her eyes moist.The shadow of the whirling tree was reflected on the door of the palace, she moved her eyes to look over it, then stepped forward quickly, clasping the door with her cold fingertips, trying to push it open.

The lights in the hall were turned off one by one until the sound of footsteps in the hall came from near to far to the corner, and finally there was only a faint light left. Even so, a large piece of darkness suddenly poured out, creating a frightening scene in this situation. atmosphere.

Tang Yu bit her lip, she closed her eyes, the boundless darkness never frightened and panicked her, just opening her eyes, she could see again.But what about Auntie?What A Niang said just now is definitely not a joke, if she really becomes blind, she will be accompanied by darkness day and night, flowers bloom and fall in four seasons, and the bustling and bustling world will become a virtual scene that can only be heard but not seen.

Everything is regrettable and irreparable.

Irreparable?

No, it's impossible.My great Jin people, Yin Guo, are rich in talents, even if A Niang suffers from an eye disease, how can there be no medicine to cure it?

The short-lived rationality gave Tang Yu a moment to catch her breath and think about it. She looked inside the hall again, then turned around and walked out resolutely, visiting the Imperial Hospital in the middle of the night.

Why did A Niang suffer from eye disease for no reason, why did she hide it from her, and what drugs she took might be harmful to her body--and so on, she has put aside the matter for the time being.These ins and outs, details and details, so what can I do if I know it, just take the present, nothing is more important than her health.

Even if the medical officials in the Taiyuan Hospital are fatuous, and the folks are crouching tigers, hidden dragons, there must be capable people under heavy rewards.

The servant who carried the footsteps on his shoulders was already nimble in his hands and feet, and his face was sinking like water. It seemed that he was much more difficult than usual, and he dared not neglect even more, so he mustered all his strength and walked quickly on the palace road.After a while, we arrived at Tai Hospital.

It was late at that time, and almost everyone fell into a deep sleep, because a middle official had delivered an oral order, and the doctor was waiting outside in full uniform. When he saw the holy driver, he hurried down the steps to greet him.It stands to reason that His Majesty should be in the suburbs of Beijing today for the festival, but no one told him when he would return to Beijing?If you are sick, you can just summon him, but coming here late at night, it is very abnormal when you think about it carefully.

The doctor was anxious and uneasy, and when he bent down to salute, he also showed enough courtesy.

Tang Yu stepped down and walked up to him, his voice was cold and hard, and his eyes were full of menace: "Your Majesty, please speak inside."

Doctor Yizheng has gone through two dynasties, he can be regarded as a veteran, benevolent and skillful, highly respected, the late emperor suffered from long illness, and because of his request, he treated him with all kinds of courtesy.He never underestimated his abilities, and was conscientious in his duties. Tang Yi followed the style of the previous emperor and treated him with kindness, never being so domineering as he is now.

The doctor was following her, walking step by step, layers of cold sweat slowly seeped out from her back, and she was already undecided.

All the palace people were screened out, only Tang Yu and Yizheng were in the room.

Before the door creaked, Tang Yu asked him eagerly: "What disease is the queen mother suffering from? Is there a way to recover? Tell me quickly!"

Even though he had expected it earlier, Yizheng was still unavoidably surprised.He didn't know how the matter came to light, and he was lucky, so he wanted to pretend to be in a daze, to fool the past first, and then talk to the Queen Mother in detail the next day.After all, Yizheng is not a smooth and sophisticated courtier, the look on his face in an instant has exposed all the thoughts in his heart, which is eye-catching.

Tang Yu took a step closer and scolded him sharply: "Don't hide it from me again! Can you bear the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

This question, and the word "Zai", imply that Yizheng has falsified the pulse case he submitted earlier, which is already a crime of deceiving the emperor. If he does not repent, he will not escape the death penalty.

The doctor knelt down shaking like a chaff sieve, his face was as white as paper, kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty deserves to die for your crimes. Please calm down." If so, stop for a while.Although he didn't raise his head, the invisible oppression of the king's authority around him was like a mighty force. He was so shocked that his breath was short of breath, and he hurriedly told all he knew:

"Your Highness, the residual poison has not been cleared, and it hurts both eyes." The doctor paused, raised his eyelids and looked at Tang Yu's face, his voice lowered a bit, showing lack of confidence, "As for... as for the healing method... I have little talent and little learning, and I haven't learned yet—but Your Highness is rich in gold and precious in jade, and has his own blessings."

Jin Zunyugui, own blessing?

This sentence was nothing more than comforting words, the sneer in Tang Yu's heart didn't have time to surface, she first repeated the first half of the sentence silently over and over again.

The method of recovery has not yet been known... The method of recovery has not yet been known...

She looked at Yizheng, this hale and hearty old man with silver hair on his temples, he is the most skilled person in this Imperial Hospital, this Forbidden Palace, and even in the whole world. Now, he knows that if he makes a slip of the tongue, she will be furious. Angry, he was in danger of his life, but he still confessed the truth that it was a last resort.

Even he is helpless, is it true that there is no cure?

Tang Yu suddenly felt powerless, annoyed, and heartbroken, and the empress dowager's eyes suddenly appeared in his mind.Those eyes are the most exquisite pair of eyes she has ever seen in the second life. They are as cold as the moon and as gentle as water. Every time I look at her, it is like falling into a clear and deep lake and drowning in it willingly. .

Is it possible that such a pair of eyes will no longer be able to see in the future?

The tender flesh on her heart felt like being wounded by a knife, like being rained by arrows, it was riddled with holes, the pain made her bite her lower lip hard.Her footsteps were almost unsteady, she hurriedly supported the wooden table on one side, managed to calm down, and asked: "You said just now, the residual poison is not cleared? What residual poison is not cleared, she lives in the deep palace all day, who dares to wait for the opportunity to poison her?" she!"

Although she forced herself to be calm, the fluctuating and trembling tone of her words sounded very frightening.The doctor's shoulders were trembling uncontrollably, fearing that he might not end well due to a little carelessness, he bent down and his voice trembled: "This, this poison is called 'Zhanji', the poison is overbearing and tough, and it is difficult to find a cure. The thief For whom, I really don't know."

The author has something to say:

The promised update seems to be more than an hour late... The number of words is still a bit short, my fault... I will make it up next time.Happy National Day everyone.

Li Yu died of serving the machine, so the machine has left a name for thousands of years, and it is borrowed here for use.