The woman who had stayed in Prince Sheng's mansion did not receive any further favor from the Eighth Prince since that night, as if the man had forgotten her after using her. She lived alone in a desolate little courtyard, staring at the four walls all day long, and her life was lonely and miserable.
But now she no longer cared about being lonely, and she even didn't care whether the Eighth Prince would "use" her or not. She even hoped that the Eighth Prince would never appear. Because her body was abnormal. Her private parts were not only extremely itchy, but also full of blisters, and the color was yellow. When she looked in the mirror, she almost fainted. This was obviously a symptom of syphilis, but why did she get such a disease?
She had a night of pleasure with the Eighth Prince as a pure woman, could it be that one time? Was this disease passed on to her by the Eighth Prince?
This question has been in her mind for many days. She has also secretly inquired about it these days, but she found that Xuan Tianmo was not too abnormal. Logically speaking, her lower body has become like this. If it was Xuan Tianmo who passed it on to her, then the other party should be more seriously ill.
She thought of the concubines of Xuan Tianmo in the mansion. When she found out that she was sick, she immediately thought of those concubines. If Xuan Tianmo was sick, those people should also be infected. She couldn't see Xuan Tianmo, but she could see those women. However, after seeing them, she found that those people were not infected. After asking around, she found that Xuan Tianmo had not entered the rooms of these concubines since she had sex with him.
The woman was confused at the time. What did this mean? It meant that she was the one who got the disease first, and it had nothing to do with the Eighth Prince. But she was still a virgin when she got with the Eighth Prince! She had never been close to any man other than him.
As she was thinking, she started to feel an itch again. She tried to endure it but couldn't bear it anymore. It was the middle of the night and there was no one else in the room, so she simply reached into her pants and scratched. She didn't care if she would break the pustules again. She just wanted to relieve the itch. But at this moment, she heard the door being kicked open with a "bang". Then, Xuan Tianmo came hurriedly. When he walked to her bed, the woman didn't have time to take his hands out of his pants.
When Xuan Tianmo saw her familiar movements, he immediately thought of his own embarrassment in the palace. He quickly understood what was going on and signaled to the attendant beside him. Without saying a word, the attendant took two steps forward and pulled down the woman's pants.
The woman screamed in fear and tried to cover her private parts with her hands, but that was where the man wanted to see her. The follower's hands were as strong as pliers. Even though the woman had some kung fu skills, she was still far inferior to the man. She was restrained by the man without any resistance, and her legs were spread apart. The infected area below was clearly exposed to Xuan Tianmo.
He sucked in a breath of cold air and said angrily, "It is so!" Then he stretched out his right hand and directly strangled the woman's neck - "Bitch! It is you who caused me to be infected with a strange disease. I will strangle you to death today!"
He kept his word and increased his strength. The woman's face became more and more distorted and her face turned bluer. After a few breaths, she stopped moving. But Xuan Tianmo's anger had not yet subsided. Instead of loosening his hand that was pinching her neck, he tightened it even more. He didn't loosen his hand until the neck was deformed and bloody. He took another look at the woman's lower body. In addition to anger, fear also rose in his heart.
This woman's condition is already so serious, how could it be so serious? He gasped and wondered in his heart, with her lower body rotten like this, can there be any hope? Is it because she didn't get timely treatment, or is it because the disease is simply incurable? Thinking of this, the effect of the anti-itching medicine below has worn off. Under this kind of itching, the effect of that medicine can't play a big role. At most, it can relieve it, but it can't completely eliminate it. He began to itch again, and one hand couldn't help scratching. The attendant had to remind him: "Your Highness, you must not scratch it anymore. Look at her--" He pointed at the woman, "It's obvious that she was scratched like this."
"If you don't scratch it, what do you want me to do? Are you dying of itching?" Xuan Tianmo gnashed his teeth and said, "What kind of disease is this? Who can cure it?"
The attendant had been following him in the palace, so he was naturally very familiar with Xuan Tianmo's condition. At this moment, he rolled his eyes and gave him an idea, "Your Highness, in my opinion, there is a place where you can get help for this illness."
"where?"
"Flower House."
Seeking help from brothels for venereal disease was a good idea. Xuan Tianmo thought that people who had been in the red-light district for many years would naturally be well-informed about such diseases, while the imperial doctors in the palace mainly diagnosed the diseases of the concubines, who were so clean, so they had no idea how to treat such diseases. It seemed that he had asked the wrong person for help.
"Okay." Xuan Tianmo nodded, his expression slightly relaxed, "I'll leave this to you. Just go find the most experienced person. Of course, you have to deal with these people one by one afterwards. As for this..." He looked at the woman who was strangled to death, and suddenly felt a little regretful. Why did he strangle her to death in excitement? If he didn't strangle her to death, he could just use her as a test subject, and he wouldn't embarrass himself. But now that the person is dead, there is no point in saying more. He waved his hand, "Throw this out, and everything in this room, throw it all out."
After he finished speaking, he strode out of the room and returned to his bedroom. Then he quickly took off his clothes and took out the spare anti-itch medicine given to him by the imperial physician.
In fact, apart from the people in the red-light district, he also thought of a place that might be able to heal him, that is Baicaotang, Feng Yuheng's Baicaotang. But he and Baicaotang are opposites, Feng Yuheng is not happy to see him suffer, how could she help him? What's more, Xuan Tianmo has always suspected in his heart that his illness may be related to that ghost girl.
The nights in brothels were always very lively, even on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Xuan Tianmo's followers took less than half an hour to tie up five brothel madams and bring them back to diagnose his master that night.
Unfortunately, all five people looked at the affected area in amazement, shook their heads and sighed, saying, "It is indeed a type of syphilis, but we have never seen it before. Since we have never seen it before, we naturally don't know where to start treating it."
One person said, "It's not like we haven't seen it before. Last year, someone had a similar illness, but it was much milder and the pustules were not this big. Unfortunately, even though it was much milder and a lot of precious herbs were used, the patient still couldn't be saved. If you get this kind of disease, you will definitely die, and... die of rot."
The five people didn't know where they were, let alone the identity of the patient they were facing. They were tied up and blindfolded in the dark. If they knew that the patient was the current emperor's favorite eighth prince, they would not dare to say such a thing even if they were beaten to death. They might even choose to protect themselves like the three imperial doctors in the palace.
Xuan Tianmo did not give up, and repeatedly confirmed with the other party whether his illness was really incurable, until he got a definite answer, then he made a gesture of wiping the neck of the follower. Then, a sword shadow flashed by, and the five people were slashed in the blink of an eye.
The attendant threw the body out of the house, and soon the secret guards came out to deal with it. Even the bloodstains in the house were immediately wiped clean by someone. At this time, Xuan Tianmo felt as if he was thrown into death row, and even more uneasy than when he was first in death row. Especially when he thought about what the old procuress had just said, "rot to death", he couldn't help but shiver. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to die like that. This disease must be cured by all means!
That night, the palace was not peaceful either. Emperor Tianwu stayed in Cunshan Palace. This was the first time in more than 20 years that he stayed in the concubine's bedroom after he favored his concubines again.
Concubine Yuan accompanied him in his joy, and Emperor Tianwu fell into a deep sleep. After all, the old emperor drank a lot of wine at the palace banquet, and he had consumed a lot of energy for a while, so he slept very deeply.
After he fell asleep, Concubine Yuan got up and quietly went into the bathroom. The bathroom was still filled with mist, and soon a pair of big hands came up and touched her directly, then said lewdly: "The old emperor is really useful!"
"You are far from it!" Imperial Concubine Yuan said coquettishly, and leaned into the man's arms until he took off her clothes and dragged her into the pool. She watched him take advantage of her by helping her clean her body, and then she asked, "Mo'er has contracted a very strange disease, and her lower body is very itchy. It can be seen that it is syphilis, but no one can explain it specifically, and no one can cure it. Tell me, what is going on? Can you cure such a disease?"
The man raised his head from her chest and said, "I am a Gu master, but not a doctor. If someone is poisoned by Gu, I can cure it, but if they get sick, I can't do anything." After saying that, he was about to pounce on her again, but was pushed away by Concubine Yuan.
"You're going to ignore me just because you said you can't do anything? He's my own son! I was counting on him to sit on the throne and give me a prosperous life for the rest of my life! Didn't you also say that as long as Mo'er sits on the throne, we won't have to be sneaky like we are now? Although it won't be completely aboveboard, at least we won't be locked up in this small bathroom? Why are you not worried at all now that Mo'er is in trouble? I'm telling you, the old man is outside now. I didn't come in to have fun with you, but to ask if you have any solution. I can't watch Mo'er get sick like this. If something happens to him, all our efforts will be in vain."
"I know." The man saw that Concubine Yuan was really angry, so he became serious. He said, "What I said before is also true. Although the Gu Master is half a doctor, most of the treatments are Gu diseases. There is no special method for ordinary diseases. If the Eighth Prince is really infected with that disease, he should either seek help from the imperial physician or go to the red-light district to find someone who specializes in this kind of thing. They will probably have a way. In addition, you have to ask him whether he went to the brothel and where he got the disease from."
"I have never been to a brothel." Concubine Yuan was certain of this matter. "Mo'er never goes to that kind of place. He said that the women there are too dirty."
"That means someone must have tampered with it!" the man said with certainty.
It was this sentence that suddenly made Concubine Yuan think of a possibility...
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