Inside the Cunshan Palace, the Eighth Prince was lying on a bed in a side hall. Two imperial physicians were surrounding the bed examining him, while Emperor Tianwu and Concubine Yuan were anxiously waiting not far away.
Because the Eighth Prince's injury was in a special location, no one except the two imperial doctors was allowed to come forward, and even the curtains beside the bed were lowered. But even so, Xuan Tianmo had a dark face and felt very embarrassed.
He is the eighth prince, His Highness Prince Sheng, and yet something goes wrong in this place. He has to have two imperial doctors standing by and watching, and they even touch it with their hands from time to time. How can it be so disgusting?
He was very resistant to this! But what could he do? He was a patient and they were doctors. Since he had invited a doctor, he had to let them see him. It was you who got sick in that place. Xuan Tianmo stared at the two doctors for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said, "Have you seen enough? What disease do I have?" While he was talking, the itch came again. He couldn't help it, so he simply reached out and scratched it.
The two imperial doctors said cautiously, "Your Highness, please be careful. Don't use too much force! You just did it three times, and each time you did it for a long time. The skin at the top of the head has already been broken. If you use more force, it will probably bleed."
Another person said, "Two pustules have been scratched and dissolved. I will give Your Highness some anti-itching medicine first!"
Xuan Tianmo was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up, "Why didn't you use the anti-itching medicine earlier? You made me suffer for so long, what do you think?"
"Your Highness, please calm down! Your Highness, please calm down!" The two doctors wiped the sweat off their foreheads and said quickly, "It's not that I don't want to give Your Highness the medicine. It's just that if the medicine is used first, it will be inconvenient to check the symptoms!"
"Then what disease do I have? Why is it so itchy?" He wanted to continue scratching, but when he raised his hand, he saw pus on his hand. He suddenly felt sick again, and his heart was in turmoil. There were pustules and pus, what was going on?
"This..." After hearing Xuan Tianmo's question, the two doctors hesitated again and looked at each other, neither of them sure whether they could tell him. Later, one of them was a little bolder, stamped his feet, and said simply: "Your Highness, please forgive me for being frank. I have never seen this disease in my medical career and I can't name it. But even if I can't name it, I can still tell you for sure that this disease falls within the range of symptoms of venereal disease."
“Venereous diseases?” Xuan Tianmo was so angry that he was shaking. “I never go to brothels. There are only a few concubines in my house. How can I get venereal diseases? I…” He suddenly stopped talking here, and suddenly thought of the woman who suddenly appeared on his bed a few days ago and was originally assigned to Feng Zirui. Xuan Tianmo’s mind suddenly exploded. Could it be her? But, it shouldn’t be! The women who are trained in the palace are clean and innocent. What’s more, there are rules in the palace. Every woman who is trained will be checked again before arranging a task to ensure that the master being served gets a healthy woman. But if it wasn’t that woman, where did his disease come from?
For a moment, Xuan Tianmo's mind turned over and over, thinking of countless possibilities, and finally fell back to the woman from before. Could it be that the nanny who trained people with knowledge specially sent a sick woman to Feng Zirui in order to please them, originally intending to harm Feng Zirui, but unexpectedly, by some strange coincidence, she actually harmed him?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible. He wished he could chop the manager off right now. Unfortunately, it was impossible. This was something that he and Concubine Yuan did in secret. After all, they didn't dare to make it public. Although Emperor Tianwu was on his side now, there was no guarantee that something would suddenly irritate the old emperor. He and Concubine Yuan were always worried. It was not as glorious as outsiders imagined. No one had an easy life.
Emperor Tianwu heard roughly what was said. He asked the two doctors loudly in disbelief: "What did you say? What disease did Moer have? Venereology?" Then he looked at Concubine Yuan and asked: "How could he have that disease?"
Xuan Tianmo's face was flushed. He thought to himself, "Doesn't this old man know how to be more subtle? Is he deliberately embarrassing him in front of so many servants?" He secretly decided that he would execute all the servants in this room to relieve his humiliation today.
Faced with the questioning of Emperor Tianwu, Concubine Yuan was also confused. She said puzzledly: "It's impossible! Mo'er never goes to places like brothels and prostitutes. The maids in the mansion are all maids who have served for many years. How could he be infected with this disease?" After that, she glared at the imperial physician in the curtain and said: "All of you come out! Tell me clearly, what disease does the Eighth Prince have?"
The two of them quickly came out and knelt before Emperor Tianwu and Concubine Yuan Shu, trembling as they said, "Your Majesty, Concubine, the Eighth Prince has contracted a venereal disease, but the symptoms are strange, and I cannot say exactly what kind of venereal disease it is. Anyway...anyway...it's very serious."
"Very serious?" Emperor Tianwu frowned, "What do you mean by very serious? Can it be cured?"
The two imperial doctors raised their hands to wipe their sweat and said tremblingly, "Your humble servants... are not sure."
"Not sure?" Bang! Bang! Emperor Tianwu stepped forward and kicked the two men to the ground. "Why did I raise you? How dare you tell me you're not sure?"
The two kicks were powerful, and Emperor Tianwu had fought in the battlefield when he was young. Although he is old now, his kicks are still very strong, and the two doctors almost vomited blood. The two covered their chests with their hands, their faces pale, but they still had to answer Emperor Tianwu's question - "Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince's disease is very difficult, and I have never seen it before! Based on the symptoms, I can tell that it must be a type of syphilis, but I don't know how to treat it for the time being. We need to observe more before we can prescribe the right medicine."
The two were honest. They knew that Emperor Tianwu didn't like to hear such words. Emperor Tianwu wanted to hear that the Eighth Prince was healthy, but they didn't know how to lie. They had to explain the Eighth Prince's condition clearly. One of them even said, "There are many pustules on the Eighth Prince's Yangfeng. Some of the pustules have already spread and bloomed. This is a sign of a serious illness. If it continues, I'm afraid... Yangfeng will be in danger!"
Emperor Tianwu almost fainted after hearing this. His most beloved son actually said that Yang Feng was not safe? How could he pass on the throne? Without Yang Feng, the new emperor could not have children. Moreover, the eighth son had not yet married and had children. What should he do?
Emperor Tianwu swayed three more times, and Concubine Yuan quickly helped him sit down. But she was also worried. She believed seven points of what the imperial physician said, and the other three points were not disbelief, but fear. Concubine Yuan suppressed her grief and said to Emperor Tianwu: "I suggest that we change the imperial physician to diagnose, and it is better to call all the imperial physicians. I don't believe that Mo'er will have such a disease!"
After he finished saying this, Xuan Tianmo on the bed also said loudly: "Father! I have never been to a brothel, so there is no way I could be infected with venereal disease. Please believe me, I am not sick!"
Emperor Tianwu was of course willing to trust his eighth son, so he immediately adopted Concubine Yuan's suggestion and shouted, "Go! Call all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital to Cunshan Palace and have them diagnose the eighth prince!"
Soon, three more doctors came here. They were not on duty, but they were originally on the side of the Eighth Prince. Seeing that something happened to the Eighth Prince, they were worried for a while. After the palace banquet, they did not leave the palace immediately, but returned to the Imperial Hospital to wait for news. When these three came, they had already heard the eunuchs on the way to tell them the situation. Compared with the two honest doctors before, the three of them were much more tactful. After just one look at each other, they immediately made up their minds and quickly decided what to say after arriving at Cunshan Palace.
So, after the three carefully examined Xuan Tianmo's lower body, they gave Emperor Tianwu the following answer: "Your Majesty, although the Eighth Prince's symptoms are very similar to venereal disease, they are not true venereal disease, but a rare allergy. Your Majesty must have accidentally eaten or touched something special, causing an allergy, which is why you have a rash. Although this allergy is not easy to get rid of, it has nothing to do with venereal disease, and it will not affect Your Majesty's marriage and childbearing. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Emperor Tianwu felt relieved and asked quickly, "Then how can we cure it? We can't let him itch like this all the time. It hurts me too."
"Your Majesty, because the allergy is in a special location, we need to discuss the treatment plan when we return to determine the most reliable one before giving the Eighth Prince medication. However, before that, we can use anti-itching drugs to prevent the Eighth Prince from being too embarrassed."
Emperor Tianwu nodded, satisfied with this. He said to Concubine Yuan: "Did you hear that, my beloved concubine? Our prince is fine. Let him rest here tonight! I will stay with you too. Don't worry too much. I believe the prince will get better soon."
After he said this, the imperial doctors immediately said in unison: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please rest assured that we will do our best to cure the Eighth Prince's strange illness."
After hearing what Emperor Tianwu said, Concubine Yuan didn't know what to say. Although she didn't agree with the three doctors in her heart, she believed in the two doctors' words, but she couldn't expose them at this time. After all, she wanted her son to sit on the throne, so she couldn't hold on to this matter and conclude that there was really something wrong with her son. These three people were helping her, and she had to cooperate with them to play this drama. As for what was going on, she would ask Emperor Tianwu when he left. "Your Majesty, I will listen to you." Concubine Yuan said sweetly, and Emperor Tianwu felt relieved again.
But the Eighth Prince was determined not to stay in the palace. After the imperial physician gave him an anti-itching medicine, which temporarily relieved his itch and allowed him to move freely, he stood up and said goodbye to Emperor Tianwu and Concubine Yuan. Emperor Tianwu did not stay for long. After all, he wanted to see his son in good health. What was the point of him staying in the palace to recuperate?
The Eighth Prince left the palace like this, and then went straight to Prince Sheng's Mansion, full of anger, ready to find the person in the mansion to vent completely -
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