Chapter 264: The Emperor is always thinking of you
Ji Qingwu walked into the magnificent Zhaoyang Palace carrying a large package half a person's height.
Several people's eyes fell on her.
The green hairpin on her head had long disappeared, and her hair was tied up with a ribbon. Her dark green silk dress with wide sleeves did not look dirty, but it had patches of dark and light stains, and if you looked closely you could see mud on her feet.
Looking so miserable, Ji Qingwu seemed more like someone who had suffered a disaster with Emperor Wu Su.
Yuan Heng took a small step towards her, then stepped back, not wanting to waste time at this moment.
Wei Ting's eyes were fixed on her right hand, on the palm of which there were blood marks from pulling the reins too hard.
Princess Huachang said to her: "The emperor's condition..."
Ji Qingwu nodded and said, "I heard everything."
There was no other emotion in her tone.
She had been at the door a long time ago and heard with her own ears that the emperor suffered such serious injuries in order to save Concubine Wei.
Does he value Concubine Wei more than his own life?
When Li Yuzong saw her, he said with tears in his eyes: "Miss Ji..."
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her: "The emperor's life is hanging by a thread, only you can save him, please follow me in."
No one raised any objection because none of the imperial doctors could cure the disease, not even the skilled Li Yuanzheng.
Ji Qingwu said: "That's why I came here."
Wei Liru held her back and said, "Miss Ji, I beg you, you must save the emperor..."
Without waiting for Ji Qingwu to speak, Prince Yong went up and frowned and pulled Concubine Wei away. Why was she coming out to cause trouble at this time?
Ji Qingwu didn't look at anyone and walked into the bedroom without looking around.
On the dragon bed.
Emperor Wu Su lay there with his eyes closed, his face pale, his breath weak, his lips like frozen frost.
Ji Qingwu placed the bundle on the carpet and lifted up his undershirt.
There was a cross-shaped arrow wound on his strong and full left chest. The skin around the wound was abnormally red and bruised, but the bleeding had stopped now.
This position is aimed at his heart.
What Xijin assassin wanted was to kill with one strike.
Her hand touched his wrist, and this body had lost its original warmth, and was even cooler than her fingers that had been touched by the cool breeze.
Ji Qingwu sniffed, his eyes ached, but there were no tears.
She frowned as she looked at the wound. Logically, it shouldn't have touched the heart meridian, but the pulse showed signs of heart failure and exhaustion.
But it is also possible that Emperor Wu Su's heart was a little biased.
She really wanted to cut open his heart to see if it was wrong or not and who lived inside.
Ji Qingwu blinked his dry eyes.
She squatted on the ground and placed the bottles and jars in the package on the ground.
Li Yuzong stepped forward and asked, "Miss Ji, is there anything I can do?"
Ji Qingwu shook his head, and then his men quickly poured several kinds of medicinal powder into the mortar, added a dozen fresh herbs pulled from Wutong Garden, ground them into powder and pounded them together.
Ji Qingwu kept his head down, not paying attention to anything else, and didn't notice that Li Yuzong was sweating from his forehead due to anxiety.
I saw her take out another bottle of colorful powder.
Li Yuzong whispered in her ear: "Miss Ji, the emperor has always been thinking of you."
Ji Qingwu's hand holding the medicine bottle froze slightly.
Li Yuzong lowered his voice and continued: "It makes me feel very uncomfortable to see you like this. In fact, His Majesty..."
As he was speaking, Li Yuzong stopped talking abruptly, thinking of what he had been told before, he sighed deeply, and stood there with his head down helplessly.
The medicinal mud in Ji Qingwu's hand was finally ready.
She looked up and said, "Eunuch Li feels sorry for me, so he wants to comfort me? I don't need it."
She applied the medicinal mud to his wound, and when her fingers touched Emperor Wu Su's cool skin, she stopped trembling.
"This medicine is very effective in treating internal injuries. It can even save women from heavy bleeding due to metrorrhagia. But I'm not sure if it can cure heart disease. I can only give it a try first."
Ji Qingwu spoke clearly: "I am doing my duty as a doctor. The emperor is the ruler of a country. If something happens to the emperor, the people of Beili will be in trouble. I am here for the people."
But these words were more like trying to convince herself so that she could calm down.
After Ji Qingwu finished applying the medicine, he washed his hands.
Then I heard the sound of many people talking outside the temple gate.
The news of the emperor's assassination was not completely blocked and had already spread. Important officials of the previous dynasty gathered outside the palace to ask for an audience.
The Queen Mother sent someone to tell them to wait in a side hall. But none of these old stubborn people, led by Prime Minister Su, were willing to move, so the Queen Mother simply stopped caring.
Ji Qingwu lifted the gauze curtain and came out, and everyone looked over at him.
Princess Huachang asked, "Is there any way to treat the emperor's injury?"
Ji Qingwu's palms were wet and she felt pain. She said with pain, "I can only try it. I'm not sure if it will work."
Princess Huachang sat back in disappointment.
Yuan Heng walked to Ji Qingwu and took her hand with red eyes.
Ji Qingwu suddenly pushed Yuan Heng away, frowned and shook his head at him.
At this time, it would be dangerous for the little guy to get close to me.
The Queen Mother, who was sitting at the top, did not miss this scene and said, "Qingwu, come to me."
Ji Qingwu walked over and stood beside the empress dowager. She looked around at the people in the room.
After Emperor Wu Su was assassinated, the battle without gunpowder really began.
The Queen Mother said, "The ministers are still waiting outside. I think you all know why they are here."
Prince Yong said without hesitation: "Don't worry about this, mother. My brother has the protection of a real dragon and will be well tomorrow. My brother will explain to the court officials in the morning court."
Princess Qingyun also nodded: "My royal brother has always been in good health, he will be fine."
But the gleam in their eyes betrayed them. So much blood had been lost and the heart meridian was injured. Even if Hua Tuo and Bian Que were alive, it would be difficult to cure. They could only hope that God would perform a miracle.
Princess Huachang could not fail to understand the meaning of the Queen Mother's words, so she asked, "What do you mean, Madam?"
The Queen Mother's eyes fell on the figure behind the gauze curtain and she said carefully, "The Emperor is in his prime, so he has never appointed a crown prince. Now that he has encountered an accident, the candidate for the succession to the throne should be decided."
Princess Huachang said coldly: "The country cannot be without a ruler for a day, so we must make plans early."
The Queen Mother continued, "Yuan Heng is the Emperor's only son, but he is still young. Ming Hong is the Emperor's younger brother, Yuan Heng's uncle, and also -"
Zhao Minghong suddenly stood up and said in horror: "What! Mother, what are you talking about!"
When Wei Liru heard that the Queen Mother was planning to nominate Prince Yong to the throne, she did not dwell on her sorrow for too long and said, "Young Prince Yuan Heng is the Emperor's biological son, so it is fitting that he ascend the throne."
Wei Ting also said: "If we talk about bloodline orthodoxy, he should be the prince."
Because Emperor Wu Su was injured and unconscious, the originally harmonious scene began to fall apart and several people argued with each other.
Ji Qingwu lowered her eyes. On the surface, she seemed to be an outsider, but she knew what was going on in her heart.
She is the one at the center of the vortex...
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