Chapter 380 Life-Renewing Pill

Sang Luo's words made the eyes of many ministers present light up.

Duke Liu even stepped forward and said to Sang Luo respectfully: "Please help the Third Prince. If the emperor can wake up, I will definitely thank you!"

Sang Luo still looked at An Yunxi with a smile, and his eyes showed his admiration for the beauty.

Ling Fengxun's cold voice seemed to penetrate the space: "You, come in."

He turned and pushed open the door of the room, motioning Sang Luo to come in.

An Yunxi was also very curious about how this person would pull back the little emperor who was wandering at the gate of hell.

Sang Luo noticed Ling Fengxun's intention and hurried to catch up, leaving his two maids waiting at the door.

The two beautiful figures had some worry in their eyes.

"Master, be careful."

Sang Luo waved his hands and smiled casually: "It's okay, the prince won't kill me."

This is Ling Fengxun's territory.

If the other party has murderous intentions, no matter how many people follow him, it will be useless.

After Sang Luo walked in, he finally saw the little emperor's current condition clearly. Even though he was prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when he saw this miserable situation.

"Is this the emperor?"

Sang Luo had not seen the little emperor before.

So he really didn't recognize that the person in front of him was the new emperor of Beiling Kingdom.

Hun was wrapped tightly from head to toe.

Two imperial doctors and a palace doctor made way and followed behind, staring at Sang Luo with eyes that seemed to stare a hole in him.

The reason was simple. They were all helpless about the emperor's injury, but Sang Luo suddenly jumped out and said that he could cure the emperor. Wasn't this a slap in their faces, saying that they were useless doctors?

But there was nothing they could do. If Sang Luo really had a way to cure the emperor's injury, they would kneel down and call him master.

An Yunxi glanced at Sang Luo and said, "Do you need to prepare anything?"

Sang Luo immediately shook his head, "No, no, let me take a look first."

He walked to the bedside, carefully avoided the murderous regent, and walked to the bedside to flip Ling Changyue's eyelids.

After confirming that the person was not dead, he was slightly relieved.

If this person died, even if the Great Luo Immortal came, he would not be able to save him.

He said to the imperial physician, "Pour a bowl of water."

"Ah, yes."

The imperial physician hurried forward to help. Everyone in the room had a high status, so he was the only one who could help.

Sang Luo took the bowl of water, and then took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

He took out a red pill from the green porcelain bottle.

After An Yunxi saw the pill, a look of disbelief instantly flashed in her eyes. She

even clenched her fingers subconsciously.

This pill, she was very familiar with it.

Before An Yunhe left Beiling, he prepared a lot of medicine for her, including internal and external injuries, poisoning and healing.

He left a note, telling An Yunxi how to use and what the medicine does, hoping that when he was not around, these medicines could protect her on his behalf.

Among these medicines, the most precious were three pills called life-saving pills, which were also red in color, and were surprisingly similar in size and shape to the ones in Sang Luo's hand.

An Yunxi narrowed her eyes and asked, "Sang Luo, is that the life-saving pill you took out?"

Sang Luo paused, but he still pried open the little emperor's mouth, put the pill into his throat, and then poured water into it.

Because the action was a bit rough, the unconscious Ling Changyue seemed to be stung and started coughing violently.

In addition, he was covered in injuries, and this cough made his face become more distorted because of the severe pain.

After Sang Luo fed the medicine, he looked at An Yunxi in surprise and asked, "Does the princess know this medicine?"

An Yunxi stared at his face, as if she wanted to see something from his eyes.

"Where did you get this medicine?"

Sang Luo looked very calm and spoke in a calm tone.

"To be honest, Princess, I was taught by the ancient medical family Jiang family and learned some medical skills. The recipe of this life-extending pill is a secret of the Jiang family. Princess, you can tell it, but you have seen this medicine with your own eyes?"

Ancient medical family Jiang?

An Yunxi's eyes flashed.

If what Sang Luo said was true, then where did her third brother An Yunhe's prescription come from? Could it be that he is also related to the ancient medical family Jiang?

An Yunxi pondered for a moment, without revealing the slightest flaw.

"Luckily I've seen you once."

Sang Luo seemed a little curious, and even stood up immediately to ask, "Where is it?"

An Yunxi tilted her head, with a little impatience in her eyes.

"I won't tell you."

Such a crisp and clear refusal made Sang Luo's mouth twitch.

Obviously, the beauty has such a face that could move a country and a city, but her words are really heartbreaking.

It would be great if she didn't have a mouth.

An Yunxi naturally didn't know what Sang Luo was thinking. If she knew, she would have someone sew up his mouth.

After taking the medicine, the little emperor, who had coughed for a while, had a hint of red on his cheeks, and his chapped lips also had a touch of blood color, which showed that the effect of this medicine was quite significant.

A royal doctor came over and examined the little emperor's pulse again. His eyes widened instantly, and he looked in Sang Luo's direction in disbelief.

"The Third Prince knows medicine?"

Sang Luo's eyes flashed, and then he raised his hand to cover his lips and said unnaturally, "A little."

It is true that he is a disciple of the Jiang family.

But his medical skills are not very good.

The only advantage is that he has a master who loves him very much and has given him a lot of powerful self-defense medicine.

Although he has taken the medicine, whether this person can survive depends on whether the little emperor's fever will subside after tonight.

After Sang Luo fed the medicine, there was nothing to do. The group of people outside were waiting for the result, and obviously no one would let him go back to rest.

Ling Fengxun said, "You just wait in the room next door."

Sang Luo did not dare to refuse the proposal of the Regent King, and went to another room, leaving the little emperor's room to the imperial physician again.

He sat on the chair and poured himself a cup of tea. Seeing Ling Fengxun and An Yunxi followed and sat opposite him, his expression was a little uneasy.

"You two want to wait for the result together?"

An Yunxi answered him directly: "No, the prince and I have something to ask you."

Sang Luo's fox eyes flashed with tiny lights, and suddenly he raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

"I see. You two want to know if it was Mobei that cooperated with the emperor to lead away the tens of thousands of troops guarding the capital, right?"

It's really easy to talk to smart people.

An Yunxi and Ling Fengxun looked at each other. After exchanging glances, they both realized that Sang Luo was indeed not simple.

Sang Luo put down his teacup, put away his playful expression, and said seriously: "I say I am innocent, do you two believe it?"

There was a dangerous light in Ling Fengxun's phoenix eyes. He raised his eyes indifferently, stared at Sang Luo, and asked: "What do you think?"