Chapter 44 Chapter 44 is the only authentic version...
The emperor couldn't help but go to see Gu Zhizhuo.
My mind was filled with the words Qingping said that day at Taiqing Temple, such as "a star of misfortune", "the closer you are to someone, the more unlucky you will be", "it will affect other people's fate"... every word and every sentence echoed over and over again.
Gu Zhizhuo didn't pay any attention to the emperor at all. He had only one thought in his mind: Did the young master take the medicine?
The young eunuch continued to report: "Your Majesty, the eldest son is still spitting out blood, and he doesn't look well."
There was a rustling sound in the water pavilion.
Zhaoyang suddenly laughed, and a low sneer escaped from his bright red lips without any concealment.
He pretended to be arrogant and said that he looked down on his third brother.
Now that’s good, I’m afraid I’ll be left alone.
As the saying goes, if you try to steal a chicken, you will lose the rice!
The emperor gave her a warning look and stood up suddenly, causing the table to shake and the candlelight to sway slightly.
"I'll go take a look."
The imperial physician had told him that Xie Yingchen was frail, but not at the point of dying. If left alone, he could live another four or five years. If he took medication, he could probably hold on for another year or two.
I had just arranged the marriage, and the imperial decree hadn't even been issued yet, and he was already critically ill?
The emperor walked with the swift steps of a dragon and a tiger. When he reached Gu Zhizhuo's side, he turned around and said, "You come with me."
At this moment, Gu Zhizhuo had already forgotten what the emperor had just said.
Even though she made the medicine herself, she knew exactly what the reaction would be after taking it. But even though she knew it clearly, she could not be completely rational when it came to the young master.
"yes."
Gu Zhizhuo suppressed his anxiety and immediately followed the emperor, the pearl flowers in his hair swaying.
After walking across the covered bridge, you will soon reach the water pavilion on the east side.
As soon as he entered the water pavilion, Gu Zhizhuo smelled a strong smell of blood mixed with a faint fishy stench, which lingered at his nose for a long time.
Gu Zhizhuo saw Xie Yingchen sitting in the corner at a glance. His eyes were closed, his skin was pale, and his collar was covered with black and red blood, large patches of it, almost staining the collar red.
This scene was so horrific that it was shocking.
It was as if it had reunited with the young master's previous life before his death.
In her previous life, she couldn't save the young master. In his last moments, the young master would always cough up some black blood. Every time she saw it, it would be like a needle piercing her heart, reminding her over and over again that she was incompetent, a waste, and she couldn't save him.
The only person still alive in this world who couldn't be saved was the one who treated her the best.
At this moment, her pupils were filled with black and red blood. She wanted to rush over immediately, but the last bit of her rationality told her that she couldn't go over, otherwise, all her efforts would be in vain.
Her whole body was stiff and she didn't move at all. She could hear her own heartbeat in her ears, heavy and rapid.
The emperor thought she was frightened, so he ignored her and shouted, "Call the imperial physician!"
The water pavilion was some distance away from the Imperial Hospital, but fortunately, when Xie Jing was injured just now, the emperor had already summoned the imperial physicians, and two imperial physicians arrived in a short while.
Even though the emperor was more worried about Xie Jing's injury, he had no choice but to urge the imperial physician to go and see Xie Yingchen first.
The pavilion was in a mess. Several princes looked at it from afar, and no one spoke.
The imperial physician hurried over to take Xie Yingchen's pulse, while Gu Zhizhuo quietly fell behind.
Her lips were pursed tightly, and her hands, hidden in her sleeves, were clenched tightly into a ball. She could even feel her nails piercing her flesh. It didn't hurt at all. In her previous life, in her short life, she had already experienced all kinds of real pain.
Huai Jingzhi squatted aside.
His face showed a very appropriate panic. His face was pale and he kept wiping the black blood from the corner of Xie Yingchen's mouth with a handkerchief. The panic in his heart was half fake, but at least half real.
If Gu Zhizhuo had not written on the silk paper the various conditions that would occur after taking the medicine, he would now really suspect that Miss Gu had bad intentions.
Even so, seeing the young master's breathing become so weak, all kinds of dark thoughts kept coming to my mind.
The young master believed her.
I am not familiar with her, we have only met once. Who knows if there is any hidden reason why she is showing kindness to you.
Seeing the imperial physician coming, Huai Jingzhi stepped aside. When he raised his eyes, he found that the Miss Gu, whom he was cursing in his heart, was standing next to him.
Why is she here?
It seems that he was brought by the emperor.
No matter how smart Huai Jingzhi thought he was, he couldn't figure out the reason for a while due to all the situations.
He calmed himself down and just observed Gu Zhizhuo silently. He looked at her tightly clenched fists and her pupils that indicated no one else existed except the young master. At this moment, he felt relieved.
The ones who came were Chen Baishu and another imperial physician named Zhang. They took turns taking the patient's pulse, both with frowns on their faces. Chen Baishu switched to his other hand and then took the patient's neck pulse, his expression becoming more and more serious.
The corners of the emperor's mouth curved slightly, then quickly lowered.
He didn't urge her, but stood silently by with his hands behind his back.
"emperor."
After Imperial Physician Zhang took the patient's pulse again, the two doctors consulted for a while, and Chen Baishu stepped forward and reported, "The eldest son's pulse is like water in a cauldron, boiling with fire. There's outflow but no inflow, it's floating and weak. I'm afraid it's not good." (Note)
"How could this be?" The emperor was incredulous. "It was fine just now."
It's just a cough from time to time, nothing serious seems to be wrong.
Chen Baishu looked reluctant. The eldest son was being cared for by the imperial physician, and he would only go to Xiyunwu occasionally when he needed a consultation. Previously, the eldest son only had yang energy deficiency and imbalance of yin and yang, and his life would not be in danger in the short term.
It's really too fast nowadays.
It was so bad that Chen Baishu couldn't help but wonder if the emperor would not allow him to continue living.
Having been a royal physician in the palace for a long time, Chen Baishu was not stupid enough to ask directly. He did not even answer directly, but only said: "The eldest son has a yin and yang qi pulse."
He shook his head and stood respectfully with his head bowed.
A pulse that boils like a cauldron is a dead pulse. Those with this pulse pattern will die within three or four days. (Note)
The emperor was silent.
It works so well!
He couldn't help but feel lucky that he made a prompt decision, otherwise...
Looking at the now dying Xie Yingchen, the emperor couldn't imagine what would happen if his Jing'er also spit out blood like this. He would definitely be heartbroken.
The emperor's thoughts raced for a few breaths, and he kept saying anxiously, "Why don't you hurry up and give me the acupuncture? Give me the acupuncture, give me the medicine! This is the only flesh and blood left by my royal brother. If anything happens to him, I will bring you here with my head in my hand!"
The emperor shouted angrily, "Go quickly!"
"Come here, call the chief physician. Forget it, call all the doctors on duty."
The eunuchs ran out in a hurry, and the pavilion became even more chaotic.
Chen Baishu took out the needle bag from the medicine box and went over to give acupuncture. Huai Jingzhi glanced at Gu Zhizhuo inconspicuously, as if to ask her if acupuncture was necessary. She blinked slightly.
Li Deshun brought a chair and helped the emperor sit down, saying in a gentle and soothing voice, "Your Majesty, don't worry. The eldest son is a lucky man and will be safe."
As soon as the emperor sat down, he suddenly said, "Zhuo girl, sit over there."
Gu Zhizhuo thought he didn't want her to interfere with the imperial physician's acupuncture, so she took a few steps back, only about seven or eight steps, when the emperor suddenly called her back and said sternly, "Wait."
Hmm?
"Don't stand there. Go over there, to the right."
Well?
Gu Zhizhuo turned her head and saw Xie Jing sitting not far away. He was covering his bleeding arm and sneered when his eyes met hers.
Gu Zhizhuo raised an eyebrow, not bothering to pay attention to him. Anyway, the goal had been achieved, the engagement was canceled, and this person was useless.
Turning around, Gu Zhizhuo understood everything when he saw the vigilance and anxiety in the emperor's eyes.
Is he convinced that he will kill his son?!
She thought and moved to the right silently.
The emperor was very satisfied.
The two doctors discussed it, and Chen Baishu took out the silver needle. The first needle was placed on Baixue. He twisted the needle slowly and carefully. In less than three breaths, Xie Yingchen spat out another mouthful of black blood. His face turned pale all of a sudden, and it seemed that he could not catch his breath.
Chen Baishu hurried to feel his pulse. The skin his fingers touched was extremely cold. If it were not soft and touchable, it would have been like a dead person.
Black blood left spots of blood on Chen Baishu's official uniform.
Chen Baishu swallowed his saliva, holding the silver needle, not daring to give the second injection.
Young Master Chen's yang energy is almost gone now. He can only hold on for three or four more days at most. Even acupuncture will be useless and he might even die faster.
No doctor could save him.
"emperor."
Chen Baishu bowed and had to explain the situation again.
The emperor scowled.
There is no doubt that all the disputes and conflicts in the court today are caused by Xie Yingchen. Because he, the former crown prince, is still alive, it is difficult for the court to be united. There are always people who try to win the credit of following the emperor, and party struggles continue.
It’s not that he can’t tolerate Xie Yingchen.
But it’s for the country and the people!
It is my father's wish that the Great Qi Dynasty will be peaceful and prosperous, and Xie Yingchen is the grandson appointed by my father himself. It is his duty to make sacrifices for the prosperity of the Great Qi Dynasty and the well-being of the people.
The emperor's original plan was for Xie Yingchen to gradually become ill. At an appropriate time, the emperor would have him move out of the palace and establish his own residence. After a year or two, he would die. Then, the emperor would grant him the posthumous title of prince and adopt a child from the imperial clan under his name, thus continuing the lineage.
But now, it happened too fast and too suddenly.
If Xie Yingchen died inexplicably in the palace, he would face suspicion from future generations and the sound of candlelight and axes.
Not only in later generations, even in the imperial court, those so-called Crown Prince's party will not keep quiet.
The emperor pondered for a moment and ordered, "Come here, send Chen'er back to Xiyunwu first."
"Announce Prince Jin, Prince Li, Prime Minister Song, Duke Wei..." He finished speaking in one breath, and then added, "Announce the Immortal Qingping to enter the palace."
When he heard the word "Qingping", Gu Zhizhuo's eyebrows twitched.
Gu Zhizhuo hesitated for a moment and felt that it was better not to ask his cheap senior brother for information. The fewer people who knew the truth about this matter, the better.
Senior Brother Qingping is not an expert in medicine, so he shouldn't be able to tell anything from the pulse.
Moreover, he was very tactful. Even if he saw something, he would not say it directly. He would only say what the emperor wanted to hear and was willing to hear.
The emperor issued a series of orders and told the eunuchs to bring the dragon chariot directly.
In Xie Yingchen's last moments, the emperor showed no mercy.
The eunuchs carefully lifted Xie Yingchen onto the dragon chariot, and the group went straight out of the water pavilion.
Except for the imperial physician, no one else went with him.
This time, the emperor didn't even call Gu Zhizhuo. He was afraid that it would be too effective. If Xie Yingchen died on the way, it would be really difficult to deal with!
Gu Zhizhuo stood where he was and lowered his eyes silently.
First, he would vomit black blood.
This blood is the residual poison that has been accumulated in the young master's body for a long time. In fact, the safest way is to slowly remove the poison over a year or two, and at the same time recuperate the foundation. This is the least harmful to the body.
This poison is very deadly.
The young master was extremely lucky to have survived the poisoning, but the remaining poison was constantly consuming his lifespan, causing him to suffer from a serious illness. Therefore, he could not withstand the strong medicine, and his yang energy was completely weakened and his pulse was dead.
This pill will help boost yang after removing the toxins.
In four days at the least and eight days at the most, his pulse will gradually improve.
Gu Zhizhuo knew all of this, but she was still panicked and afraid. She wished she could stay by the young master's side and see him wake up with her own eyes, instead of just standing here from afar, anxiously waiting for her fate.
"Are you satisfied now?"
Xie Jing's sarcastic voice sounded behind him. Gu Zhizhuo turned his head and found that Xie Jing was very close to him. There was an indescribable emotion on his handsome face, like ridicule, and also like irritability.
Gu Zhizhuo clapped his hands lightly: "Satisfied. Very satisfied."
She deliberately glanced at his still bleeding arm, her provocation obvious.
Xie Jing was so angry that his teeth were itching.
He had worked so hard for so long, had hurt himself so much, and now he could finally pursue Ke'er with a legitimate reason. This should have been a happy thing. Ke'er had always been reluctant to agree to his request because she was too chaste to be a concubine. But now, she could finally be his legitimate wife.
Just now, when he saw Gu Zhizhuo also coming with his father, he asked a eunuch who was accompanying the emperor.
The Emperor actually promised Gu Zhizhuo to Xie Yingchen!?
Now, Xie Yingchen is about to die.
He came here to laugh at her, to laugh at her wasted efforts, and wanted to see her regret it, but in the end, she was still so arrogant!
She didn't even try to hide her dislike for herself!
I only hurt her face, and she retaliated several times over. Is it really necessary to keep being so unreasonable?!
Xie Jing sneered and said coldly, "Once the emperor issues a decree, even if Xie Yingchen dies, you will not be able to remarry. Those old stubborn people in the court will not allow you to remarry either. You will be left as a widow. No, you will have to marry a rooster and guard his tablet for the rest of your life!"
I'm better than a dead person, right?
"You've put so much effort into this ending. Do you regret it?"
"What a pity! Xie Yingchen is dying. The dead will never…"
“Ah!”
Xie Jing's unfinished words turned into a scream, attracting many people's attention.
Xie Jing quickly shut his mouth, not wanting to appear timid in front of others.
Gu Zhizhuo stepped hard on his instep with her butterfly-embroidered shoes, and she stepped hard with her heels, stepping on it again and again.
Xie Jing grimaced in pain, but he endured it again and again and refused to make a sound.
"If you can't talk, then keep quiet. Otherwise, it won't just hurt your feet." Gu Zhizhuo said slowly and quietly, "Do you think that now that our engagement is over, I can no longer control you?"
The veil covered half of her face, and Xie Jing could not see her expression, but the coldness in her eyes could not be ignored.
If she had shown her viciousness in the past, as if she was playing with him in the palm of her hand, then now, emotions so cold that they seemed to want to kill him kept surging in the depths of her eyes, almost about to burst out.
Xie Jing didn't even dare to meet her eyes. As soon as this thought came to his mind, he was overwhelmed with embarrassment and shame.
He pulled his foot back from under her feet, snorted twice, and walked away.
Just a short-lived ghost!
Gu Zhizhuo will regret it! But it's no use regretting it, the Third Prince's wife can only be Ke'er.
Even if she came back to beg him, he wouldn't even look at her again!
Gu Zhizhuo didn't even turn her head. She kept staring in the direction of the imperial carriage until it disappeared from the end of her sight.
A crowd of people accompanied the emperor to Xiyunwu.
Soon, the imperial physician also arrived, and all the imperial physicians on duty in the entire Imperial Hospital came. They all gathered around Xie Yingchen, felt his pulse one by one, and then gathered together for a consultation.
There is still only one result.
"Your Majesty, the eldest son has lost his pulse and I'm afraid he won't last more than five days."
The imperial physician was wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and reporting in a trembling voice.
After Gongzi Chen returned to Beijing, he was in charge of his care. He would check Gongzi Chen's pulse every day and the emperor would examine his pulse every day.
Many people in the court said that the emperor treated Gongzi Chen as close as a father and son, but in fact the emperor had hinted to him, causing Gongzi Chen's condition to gradually worsen.
Therefore, he used slightly more cold medicines on the basis of Taifang. Logically speaking, it would only make him gradually weaker in the next one or two years, and his life would not be in danger.
It shouldn't be like this!
The situation shouldn't have deteriorated so quickly. It will take at least until the end of next year for the situation to become incurable.
This is too fast.
"Save him!" the emperor ordered solemnly, "No matter what medicine you use, you must save Chen'er for me."
"today……"
"Nothing must happen to Chen'er, you hear me!"
The imperial doctors agreed and hurried in for another consultation.
The imperial physician understood the emperor's meaning. The emperor was saying that at least nothing should happen today. This was still possible.
Not long after, the Prime Minister and others arrived one after another.
Zhenren Qingping arrived quite late. Taiqing Temple was outside the city. They rode their horses at full speed to bring him here. Qingping's bones, which were not too old, were almost broken.
When Qingping walked in, rubbing his old waist, everyone else had already arrived. The Prime Minister and Prince Li even went in to see Xie Yingchen and asked about the imperial physician's condition. Everyone's face was full of powerlessness and worry.
"Master, you're here."
Without waiting for Qingping to greet him, the emperor let him in to take a look.
Qingping wanted to say that he was not good at medicine, but since he was already there, he went in anyway.
Qingping looked at the grayish look on Xie Yingchen's face and the black blood at the corner of his lips, then pulled his wrist over and felt his pulse.
He is not good at medicine, but he does understand it. All the doctors in Tianxin Sect are Taoist doctors, so he knows Taisu pulse and other things.
Huh.
A fleeting look of surprise flashed across his narrow eyes, and his other hand, hidden in his sleeve, quietly calculated. Immediately afterwards, this look of surprise intensified.
strangeness.
This young master's pulse is already showing, and compared to a dead person, he is just hanging on to one breath.
But the breath that was hanging on to him was life! More than just life, this life also carried a hint of destiny. If he could survive this calamity, then he would most likely become a fish leaping over the dragon gate and a hidden dragon in the abyss.
"How about it, real person?"
The emperor could no longer wait and walked in and asked in a deep voice, "Can Chen'er be saved?"
The reason why Qingping can now move freely in the palace is certainly not because of his "faithful advice and courage to criticize", but because of the emperor's will.
Simply put, it is the king's heart.
Otherwise, he rashly said that if Gongzi Chen could survive, he could turn a fish into a dragon, and it would be strange if the emperor did not kill him afterwards.
"The eldest young master's pulse is about to die." Qingping touched his raised beard, sighed and shook his head.
This is a fact.
As for the rest, Qingping plans to wait and see.
Exactly what the imperial physician had said. The emperor, his face filled with sorrow, repeatedly confirmed, "Is there really no cure?"
Qingping looked like a sage, his mustache sticking up like rat whiskers. He said bluntly, "The imperial physicians must have felt his pulse."
He cautiously passed the question back to the imperial physician.
The emperor sighed.
He turned his head to look at Xie Yingchen lying on the couch. Xie Yingchen was still sleeping quietly as before, with his eyes tightly closed as if they would never open.
"emperor."
A voice filled with anger suddenly rang out.
"Why is the young master so seriously ill?"
"When the young master returned to the capital, he was a little tired from the long journey, but he still arrived in good health. He had been in Liang Kingdom for eight years without any life-threatening danger. How could he be in critical condition after only a month in the capital?"
The emperor's eyes were grave.
He recognized this man, who often followed Xie Yingchen.
Huai Jingzhi.
Yes, that's the name. His surname was Huai. When the late emperor was on his southern tour, his grandfather accompanied him. After the late emperor died, his grandfather sacrificed himself by hitting his coffin.
"Since returning to the capital, the young master has been taking bowls of medicine after bowls of medicine, and seeing one imperial physician after another, but his health is getting worse day by day."
At this moment, Huai Jingzhi frowned and questioned like a fool.
The emperor's face was ashen and his eyes were as cold as ice.
If one has experienced the ups and downs of the court, no matter what he thinks in his heart, he will start with temptation.
And Huai Jingzhi was simply heading towards a falling out.
These words were all bouncing on the tip of his heart.
Huai Jingzhi stiffened his neck, seemingly unconcerned about life or death. He simply shouted, "Young Master always said that returning to the capital would be like returning home. He no longer had to be on guard and worry like he did in Liang. His family is in the capital, and the one sitting on the throne is his uncle. He can live a good life from now on."
His face was filled with grief and indignation, and he spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice: "From Liang Country to Daqi, this journey has been full of hardships and dangers, but you are safe and sound!"
"I've only been in this imperial city for less than two months, and my life is already in danger!"
"Your Majesty, why is this happening?!"
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