Chapter 116 Crazy
In the East Palace, the sound of things being smashed almost never stopped. The palace servants all walked with light steps, not even daring to breathe.
The prince threw a teacup to the ground, his mood as violent as a storm.
The medical conditions are crappy. Those imperial doctors are really capable, how come they can’t even use acupuncture to relieve pain?
His left hand is broken!
The prince stared at his left arm with an extremely ugly expression. When it was time for dinner, he reluctantly took a few bites and pushed all the cups and plates to the ground.
My left arm started to ache again.
"Where is Mr. Wang?" The familiar pain made the prince like a frightened beast, and he asked in a hissing voice.
Wang Gui, the eunuch, hurriedly said, "Your Highness, Mr. Wang has just arrived—"
"Hurry up and let him come in to give me acupuncture!" The prince interrupted Wang Gui hurriedly.
Soon, Master Mingxin came before the prince, and the eunuch Liu Chuan followed him.
"Your Highness, is your left arm starting to hurt?" asked Master Mingxin.
The prince's face was gloomy: "Sir, why didn't you come earlier?"
Facing the Crown Prince's questioning, Master Mingxin remained calm, "Everyone's constitution is different, and the time it takes for acupuncture to relieve pain will vary. I need to find out how long it takes for pain to return after your Highness's initial acupuncture treatment, so that we can facilitate subsequent treatment."
The prince's tone softened a bit: "Mr. Wang, please hurry up, I'm in so much pain!"
Master Mingxin frowned slightly: "Is it unbearable? This shouldn't be the case. The interval shouldn't be this long."
The prince's face darkened.
"Mr. Wang, you'd better give His Highness acupuncture as soon as possible." It was the eunuch Wang Gui who spoke, with dissatisfaction in his tone.
What's wrong with this person? Can the prince, who is worth a lot of money, be the same as others?
Ming Xin Zhenren said seriously: "We must understand the actual situation of the injured person so as not to affect subsequent treatment."
The prince's expression twisted for a moment, as if he had heard the sound of a slap on the face. He gritted his teeth and said, "I can still bear it."
As he spoke, he glared at Wang Gui fiercely.
Why do you talk so much, you little dog slave!
Wang Gui didn't dare to say anything.
The chief eunuch Liu Chuan was silent for a moment, then handed the box of golden needles to Master Mingxin and asked, "Mr. Wang, may we begin?"
Zhenren Mingxin nodded slightly and skillfully inserted the golden needle into the prince's left arm.
The pain gradually disappeared.
If the prince had no time to pay attention to the first time the golden needles were used to relieve pain due to his suspicion and irritability caused by the long-term pain, this time he clearly felt the pain relief, which made him finally realize the importance of Master Mingxin.
Looking at the old man with an immortal demeanor, he held onto a glimmer of hope and asked, "Can't a miracle doctor like Mr. Wang heal my left hand?"
Master Mingxin lowered his head slightly: "The human body is extremely complex. No one can predict how it will recover."
The prince became angry again when he didn't hear what he wanted to hear. As soon as Master Mingxin left, he kicked a small stool away.
The small stool flew down to the door, startling the Crown Princess who had just walked in.
When the Crown Prince saw the Crown Princess, his face immediately turned cold: "What are you doing here?"
The Crown Princess' heart tightened, but she still walked in bravely: "Is Your Highness feeling better?"
If she could, she would stay away from this madman, but she couldn't.
How to deal with the Wuning Marquisate is still up to the emperor. If she ignores the prince, it will undoubtedly make the emperor even more dissatisfied.
The princess walked up to the prince, concern on her face.
The prince looked at it and felt disgusted: "I told you, I don't want to see you."
There were palace servants standing in the room. The Crown Princess felt a little embarrassed after hearing this: "Your Highness, this was purely an accident. I feel even worse than you that you are injured——"
"Bullshit!" The pain was gone after the acupuncture, but for some reason, the prince's rationality became even more fragile. "I was the one who was injured, I was the one who had the bone scraped to treat the poison, I was the one who couldn't eat or sleep because of the pain. How dare you say you're in more pain than me? Is it just because of your mouth?"
First he was stabbed, then he suffered the pain of having his flesh cut out, and then he was told that his left hand would be disabled. It was already unfair and painful enough, and this bitch still said nice things to him.
Do you really think he is a fool who will soften his heart after hearing a few coaxing words?
The prince's expression was ferocious, his eyes bloodshot, and a cry of surprise rang in his ears: "Your Highness!"
When the prince came to his senses, he found that the princess had been pinched by his right hand by the neck and pressed against a vermilion pillar, with the terrified eunuch Wang Gui standing beside her.
The other palace maids lowered their heads and dared not say a word.
The prince was about to let go of her hand after he woke up, but at this moment, the princess's instinct for survival overwhelmed her fear, and she subconsciously struggled and bent her knees and bumped into the prince's lower body.
The intense pain caused the prince to lose his mind instantly, his eyes filled with madness: "Bitch, bitch..."
Wang Gui looked at the Crown Princess with her eyes rolled back, and was extremely anxious.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, you can't——"
The prince, immersed in madness, kicked over the eunuch who wanted to pull him but didn't dare to.
Wang Gui climbed up and saw that the Crown Princess could no longer struggle. He desperately hugged the Crown Prince's legs and said, "Your Highness, please stop now! The Crown Princess is dying!"
In panic, his voice was high and sharp, and finally brought the prince back to his senses.
His bloodshot eyes regained clarity, and what he saw was the Crown Princess's distorted face with her eyes wide open.
The prince shuddered and released his right hand that was pinching the princess' neck.
The Crown Princess, who had lost her support, slowly slid down the vermilion pillar to the ground, tilting her head silently.
The prince blinked, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.
"Wang Gui!" he shouted, his voice trembling slightly.
Wang Gui trembled all over: "The servant is here."
The prince pointed to the person on the ground and said, "Go check it out."
Wang Gui answered yes, carefully approached and squatted down, reaching out to feel the Crown Princess's breath.
The prince stared intently and saw that Wang Gui's hand, which had just been put close to the princess's nose, was quickly withdrawn as if it was burned.
"Your Highness, the Crown Princess seems to have passed out!" Wang Gui crawled over on his knees, tears streaming down his face.
The prince took a few steps back and fell onto the bed.
There was no more sound of fierce struggle, and the several palace maids in the room seemed to have disappeared. There was only the prince's panting and Wang Gui's sobbing.
The prince couldn't help but look at the people on the ground.
The Crown Princess was lying on her side, with her exposed face facing him.
Those were a pair of eyes that were wide open to the extreme.
The prince withdrew his gaze as if pricked by a needle and looked to his right hand.
He strangled the Crown Princess to death with one hand?
Until now, the prince still felt like he was dreaming. He couldn't remember how he moved his hands, nor how the anger that made him lose his mind arose.
His mind was blank, and he even felt that it was not him who had just done the action.
Looking at the confused prince, Wang Gui asked, "Your Highness, do you want to call the imperial physician—"
"No!" the prince shouted and subconsciously glanced at the princess.
After taking a moment to rest, the prince held the bed frame and tightened the gauze curtains. "The person is dead, why call for a doctor? Wang Gui, I'll leave the rest to you."
"yes……"
At this time, Mingxin Zhenren, who was resting in the East Palace, took out an ordinary golden needle from his hair bun, put it to his lips and blew it.
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