"Your humble servant pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Crown Princess." Murong Qingyu bowed with a smile on his face.
"Father-in-law, there is no need to be so polite. I am here to pay my respects to you." After Murong Qingyu paid his respects, Qian Yeming, as the son-in-law, bowed to Murong Qingyu again.
"Xiao'er greets father." Murong Xiao on the side suppressed the impatience in her heart and bowed slightly.
"Good, good, good!" Murong Qingyu said three good words in satisfaction and welcomed the prince and princess into the Marshal's Mansion.
After entering the mansion, Murong Qingyu began to exchange pleasantries with Qian Yeming, and then asked the kitchen to prepare lunch, insisting that Qian Yeming and Murong Xiao stay in the Marshal's Mansion for lunch.
Under Murong Xiao's slightly pleading gaze, Qian Yeming readily agreed to Murong Qingyu's request.
After about a cup of tea, Qian Yeming's complexion suddenly turned ugly and his breathing became disordered.
"Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Murong Xiao hurried to Qian Yeming and asked worriedly.
Qian Yeming's chest heaved violently, and after a long while he said, "I... I feel chest tightness and discomfort..."
"Someone, come quickly!"
Hearing the Crown Princess's shout, the imperial physicians and guards outside rushed in. Seeing that the Crown Prince's face was ashen and his breathing was difficult, they were frightened and their faces changed instantly. They hurriedly took his pulse.
Just when the imperial physician felt Qian Yeming's pulse, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth. The imperial physician was so frightened that he screamed and fell to the ground.
After vomiting blood, Qian Yeming could no longer speak. He leaned in the chair, gasped for breath, and then fainted.
"Imperial Physician, please take a look at the prince to see what happened. Why did he suddenly become like this?" Murong Qingyu asked with a pale face.
The imperial physician, with a pale face, carefully felt Qian Yeming's pulse and examined his eyelids. After a long pause, he asked, "Crown Princess, may I ask if His Royal Highness has been feeling unwell these past few days?"
Murong Xiao was also frightened to the point of turning pale. He nodded and said, "The night of the first day of the new year, His Highness's cold relapsed and he vomited a lot of blood. The next day I told him to rest, but he insisted on going to the morning court. He stayed in bed after the morning court yesterday. Seeing that he didn't look well today, I wanted to ask him not to come, but he insisted. As a result, he just walked in and became like this."
The imperial physician nodded in understanding and said, "Don't worry, Princess. The Crown Prince has been suffering from a severe cold, and his Qi and blood are greatly depleted. He must have been a little tired from the journey, and he was excited about meeting the Grand Marshal, which led to his unstable pulse."
However, His Highness's spitting out of the blood actually opened up his heart meridians. Now let His Highness rest for a while. Once he wakes up and feels comfortable, he can go back to bed and rest more."
Murong smiled and nodded: "Thank you, doctor."
"The Crown Princess is in serious condition. This is my humble servant's responsibility."
"Xiao'er, let Doctor Yang take His Highness's pulse again. You know that Doctor Yang is quite proficient in difficult and complicated diseases."
Murong Xiao glanced at Murong Qingyu, nodded, and said to Yang Yi, "Thank you, Doctor Yang."
Yang Yi sat in the cart, his whole body hidden in the black cloak. He glanced at the elegant Murong Xiao, and his already hoarse voice became even hoarser.
"Miss, you're welcome. I'll do my best."
After taking the prince's pulse for a long time, Yang Yi gave Murong Qingyu a reassuring look and said to Murong Xiao, "As the imperial physician said, the prince's pulse is too chaotic.
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