Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

News of Jiangling's army kept coming.

"Report, the Jiangling army has withdrawn from Qianyu City."

"Report, the Jiangling army has withdrawn from Xiao'an Valley."

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The distance is getting farther and farther, the speed of withdrawing troops is getting faster and faster, and Qian Zuisheng's heart is getting more and more empty.

Although Qian Zuisheng decreed that the passes along the way would be responsible for the food and military pay of the Jiangling Army, but the Jiangling Army did not ask for it.

The Jiangling army quickly withdrew silently.

"Your Majesty, have a drink of soup!"

Wei Su carefully held the soup bowl.

Qian Zuisheng waved his hands distractedly: "Have you come back yet?"

Wei Su looked at the sky outside: "It should be soon."

Only then did Qian Zuisheng raise his head. Wei Su had been with him non-stop for the past seven days. After taking care of everything in the Jade Palace, he didn't even change his clothes.

Unkempt and embarrassed.

Qian Zuisheng was stunned for a while, and finally took the soup bowl: "Go back and rest!"

Wei Su's eyes darkened: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Qian Zui's voice is clear.

The soup bowl had completely cooled down, and Nu Yi rushed back in disgrace.

Qian Zuisheng was too eager, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

Wei Su then said, "How?"

Nu Yi hastily gestured and said: "After the prince left that day, he joined the army that came to help at the gate of the palace. He was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood, and the army withdrew back to Xiao'an Valley. The next day they suddenly withdrew, the prince His Highness's body was also taken away."

Qian Zuisheng almost held his breath. Hearing that Jiang Xian was startled and vomited blood, he felt like his chest was on fire.

Wei Su hastily fired a burst of fire: "Then did you catch up? How is the prince doing now? Are you riding a car or riding a horse? Around him... are the people around him okay?"

"The lord is well, take the car..." Nu Yi touched his chubby head, and gestured to Wei Su seriously, "The monk is also very good, and has been taking care of the lord..."

"My lord, have you seen it?"

Nu nodded and shook his head.

Wei Su became anxious: "You child, did you see it or not?"

Nu was aggrieved and gestured: "I see, he was in a hurry, and there were many guards around him, and he didn't see me. When General Li came out to pass on the message, the prince said congratulations to His Majesty on his enthronement..."

"nonsense!"

Nu hadn't finished his gestures when he was suddenly interrupted by Qian Zui's voice: "I'm about to die, how could he leave me behind?"

Wei Su was shocked by these words, and ran around the room like a headless chicken, thinking how to invite the imperial physician to give Qian Zuisheng a pulse.

Nu stared eagerly at the pastry on the table, and his saliva was about to flow out, just when he crawled over slowly to pick up a piece of pastry, and was about to put it into his mouth.

Thousands of drunken voices suddenly bounced from the throne like a corpse: "Quickly, hurry up and send the doctor's pulse to Gu! No one, you go again and tell the prince about Gu's condition. Gu is going to die...he will definitely Lonely."

The pastry fell to the ground again, Nuo's face was blue and purple, and he was about to cry.

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"Bold, what nonsense."

Qian Zuisheng was so angry that he swept his wide sleeves, and the tea cups and snacks on the table were scattered all over the floor.

The new emperor has a strange temperament, and the imperial physician has heard of it for a long time.

But he never thought that Qian Zuisheng's kind face would suddenly lose his temper after hearing him congratulate His Majesty on his health.

There is actually a king in this world who counts on himself to die soon?

The imperial doctor kept kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Your Majesty has learned from you, Your Majesty has strong inner strength, and the health of the Eucharist is indeed no life-threatening!"

Qian Zuisheng kicked him to the ground: "A quack doctor, alone and seriously poisoned, only a few days to live, how can he be healthy? Internal strength? That's even more nonsense, it's just a flashback."

The imperial physician knocked his head off: "Your Majesty, I dare not deceive you, Your Majesty is indeed healthy."

"Pull it down, cut it, cut it..." Qian Zuisheng waved his hand impatiently.

Wei Su stepped forward boldly: "Your Majesty, do you want to invite some imperial physicians over to have a look? Did you have any adventures? What if the poison..."

Adventure?

Qian Zuisheng was taken aback, and suddenly remembered the injury on his wrist.

Not long after, all the famous imperial physicians from the entire Qianyu Kingdom arrived, kneeling densely to fill the Jade Hall, and Qian Zuisheng sat on the dragon chair with his hands down.

The last old doctor who was nearly seventy years old carefully lowered Qian Zuisheng's wrist: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful!"

Qianzui's voice was aroused: "What's so wonderful?"

"Has Your Majesty been poisoned before?"

Qian Zuisheng nodded, he had already given up any hope, but he was still moved when he heard the words.

The old doctor carefully looked at the wound on Qian Zuisheng's wrist: "The body, hair and skin are the parents, I am afraid that no one in this world would dare to use a knife on Your Majesty. The poison on Your Majesty's body is excreted from the body along the wound on the wrist."

The nun who was lying on the ground and biting the cake was shocked one by one.

"really?"

Qian Zuisheng's eyes dimmed.

The old lady doctor was afraid that thousands of drunken voices would become suspicious, so in order to save the lives of all the doctors in the yard, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say nonsense: "Yes, the pulse is exhausted..."

Nu curled his lips in disdain.

Qian Zui was too lazy to listen, Wei Su immediately waved his hand to signal the imperial doctor to retreat.

Qian Zuisheng sat on the dragon chair in a daze, and murmured to himself in disbelief:

"Why don't you be lonely? Wei Su... Wei Su... the prince won't be angry with Gu again? It must be that the method of seizing Qianyu Kingdom's imperial power alone is too radical and hurt his heart... But... but these Everyone will kill him..."

The night gradually opened, and Nu fell asleep after eating enough, and Qian Zuisheng suddenly got up.

Wei Su grabbed Qian Zuisheng: "Your Majesty, you can't do it, Qianyu Kingdom's military strength is weak now, and everything is waiting to be done, so we can't live without you for a day!"

Qian Zuisheng's eyes were bloodshot: "It's a shock."

"Let the general go!" Wei Su knelt on one knee, "The general will go, and I will explain clearly to the prince."

After a while, Qian Zuisheng nodded blankly: "Then you tell him that I am dying."

Wei Su was startled: "This... yes!"

As soon as Wei Su got up, Qian Zuisheng negated nervously: "No... no, since he will leave Gu, he might already know that Gu's poison has been cured. Ah Xiang's bald donkey is proficient in medicine and is very evil, so he can't hide it from him. Yes. You just say... just say that Gu, this majesty, is not happy... Gu... Gu..."

"The last general will tell the prince that the princess misses him."

Qian Zuisheng's eyes suddenly became hot from the sound of "Princess".

It was clear that only a few days had passed, but this title made him feel like a lifetime away.

Qian Zuisheng looked at the crescent moon in his hand obsessively: "Yes, tell the prince that this concubine misses him."