The pulse was extremely weak, and it would be difficult for her to detect it without the help of energy.
"How is it?" The Seventh Prince leaned close to her and asked in a low voice, "Can my mother be saved?"
Shang Ruoyi was speechless. At this moment, she was not completely sure.
"How exactly?"
Shang Ruoyi shook her head: "This disease came so strangely that I couldn't figure it out for a while." She took out a needle and gently pricked her forehead.
In an instant, the woman on the bed suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes, opened her mouth, and bit Shang Ruoyi's hand.
Upon seeing this, Shang Ruoyi immediately pulled her hand back. She almost got bitten by her.
The cause of the Seventh Prince's mother's illness is still unclear. Although she is immune to all poisons, it is not appropriate for her to be bitten.
Everyone around was shocked and couldn't help but exclaim.
He Jingheng stood not far away, his heart sank, and just as he was about to move forward, he heard Shang Ruoyi say loudly: "Back off!"
The servants in the room rushed out, only to see the woman on the bed stand up, full of hostility, and run towards Shang Ruoyi.
"How could this happen!" The Seventh Prince cried out, "Mother! Mother!"
"This is neither poison nor disease." Shang Ruoyi whispered, "Your mother is being controlled by witchcraft." She dodged nimbly, flew into the air, and slapped her chest with a palm. The crazy body slowed down a little. Shang Ruoyi thought she would stop and faint, but the next moment, the woman's body moved even faster.
What's going on?
There was a flash of hesitation in her eyes. What kind of poisonous insect could be so powerful?
At this moment, her gaze fell on the woman's eyes, only to see that her eyes were bloodshot and filled with endless pain.
"Save, save..." The woman squeezed out these words from her throat with difficulty.
She still had some consciousness of her own.
Shang Ruoyi narrowed her eyes slightly: "How can I save you?"
"Kill, kill me!" After saying that, she began to hit her head frantically.
"Mother!"
The woman stopped tapping her head and slowly looked in the direction where the sound came from. She looked at the Seventh Prince in confusion, as if wondering who he was.
"Mother, I am Xi'er!" The Seventh Prince said softly, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"
"Xi'er, Xi'er!" There was a look of struggle in her eyes. She held her head and groaned in pain.
Seeing this, Shang Ruoyi took out a tranquilizer from the space.
When she was not prepared, he flew forward and injected the sedative into her body at lightning speed.
Before long, her movements began to slow down, and her body fell straight down.
"Mother, Mother?" The Seventh Prince walked quickly forward and carried his mother to the bed. Turning to look at Shang Ruoyi: "What's going on?"
"This insect controls her thoughts and actions. I think it might be her head."
The Seventh Prince was about to refute, but when he recalled what had just happened, he had no choice but to believe her.
"What should we do then?"
The Seventh Prince looked at the person on the bed in pain, clenching his fists: "How could my mother gather Gu? Who did she do it to? Who did she do it to?"
Shang Ruoyi narrowed her eyes slightly. The only one who could do such a thing except the Queen was Imperial Concubine Xiao. But at that time, Imperial Concubine Xiao had not yet entered the palace. The only one who could do such a thing was the Queen. However, she was a little puzzled. Why would the Queen cast a curse on an ordinary concubine? If the prince under him was feared because of her, then the Seventh Prince was not favored. Besides, there were more than one concubine of the prince under him in this palace, so why was he targeting her?
"You just said that the poisonous insect was in her head. Is there any way to get it out?"
Shang Ruoyi pondered for a moment and whispered, "If we want to remove it, we have to open the skull."
Craniotomy?
The Seventh Prince was horrified.
If the skull is really opened, can the person still survive?
"Little Princess, Little Ancestor, do you know what you are saying?" The Seventh Prince said tremblingly, "How could someone here be able to survive with his head cut open?"
"I can only say that you are shallow in knowledge. There are all kinds of wonders in the world. You haven't seen or heard of them, so it doesn't mean you don't know them." A cold light flashed in Shang Ruoyi's hand, and a sharp dagger appeared in her palm: "The poisonous insect should be on the surface. If it really grows in the brain, it would have died long ago." She looked at the Seventh Prince: "This is the only way now. Your mother's pulse is almost undetectable. If you delay any further, she will definitely be beyond help. Think about it, whether to save her or not." As soon as the words fell, Empress Qing on the bed began to frown.
"Make a decision quickly, time is running out."
The Seventh Prince clenched his fists and whispered, "Save."
"You get out."
"Don't you want me to help you?"
Shang Ruoyi glanced at him and said, "It's good that you don't make things worse."
The Seventh Prince looked at him with some concern. Upon seeing this, Shang Ruoyi mixed some energy in her hand and swung it vigorously, directly blowing the Seventh Prince out of the room.
Before the Seventh Prince could even react, he was already outside the door.
He Jingheng stood outside the door and saw this scene. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and sneer at the corners of his lips.
"What are you laughing at?" The Seventh Prince stood up from his seat and looked at him from behind: "Are you a guard from the Prince's Palace in the city?"
He Jingheng glanced at him and asked, "What does it have to do with the Seventh Prince?"
"You, slave, don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you have the support of the emperor's uncle." He pointed at He Jingheng and said, "You are just a guard, not the master. Put yourself in your own position and look after Ruoyi. The prince will not bother with you."
He Jingheng sneered and said nothing.
The seventh prince 녤늀 was angry, and seeing his attitude, he said in a deep voice: "How is your kung fu?"
"improvise."
"Let's have a fight with Your Highness."
He Jingheng smiled and said, "Seventh Prince, are you sure? If you lose, you are not allowed to be upset."
"If Your Highness cannot defeat a mere attendant like you, then you may as well not take the throne of the prince."
"good."
Half an incense stick of time had passed, and the Seventh Prince had been thrown away by He Jingheng countless times. He lay on his back, coughing uncontrollably.
"Are you coming again?"
Upon hearing this, the Seventh Prince quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, cough, cough."
He reluctantly sat up, looked at He Jingheng, and whispered, "When did you come to the Western Regions?"
He Jingheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "What does your highness mean? Why don't I understand?"
"You are pretending to be ignorant while knowing the truth, He Jingheng. Do you really think I am a fool so easy to fool?" The Seventh Prince glared at him. He just felt strange. According to the character of that little ancestor, how could he allow a guard to be so close to him? Besides, even if the uncle ordered someone to protect her closely, he would definitely not find a man, because there were definitely female secret guards in the City Prince's Palace.
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