Chapter 264 His Majesty has always been thinking of you.
Ji Qingwu carried a large package that was half a person's height as he entered the magnificent Zhaoyang Palace.
Several people's eyes fell on her.
The jade hairpin in her hair was long gone, her hair was tied up with a ribbon, and her dark blue silk robe was not dirty, but it was patchy with dark and light stains. If you looked closely, you could see that there was mud on her feet.
In such a sorry state, Ji Qingwu seemed more like someone who had suffered a great calamity alongside Emperor Wusu.
Yuan Heng took a small step toward her, then stepped back, not wanting to waste any more time at this moment.
Wei Ting's eyes were fixed on her right hand, where there were bloodstains on her palm from the force of pulling the reins too hard.
Princess Huachang asked her, "The Emperor's condition..."
Ji Qingwu nodded and said, "I heard everything."
Her tone revealed no other emotion.
She was already at the door and heard with her own ears that the emperor had been so badly injured while saving Consort Wei.
He valued Consort Wei more than his own life...
Upon seeing her, Li Yuzong, his eyes blurry with tears, said, "Miss Ji..."
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her: "His Majesty's life hangs by a thread. Only you can save him. Please come in with this old servant."
No one raised any further objections, because none of the imperial physicians could cure the patient, not even the highly skilled Imperial Physician Li.
Ji Qingwu said, "That's why I came here."
Wei Liru grabbed her arm and said, "Miss Ji, I beg you, you must save the Emperor..."
Before Ji Qingwu could speak, Prince Yong frowned and pulled Consort Wei away. Why was she causing trouble at a time like this?
Ji Qingwu walked into the bedchamber without looking at anyone.
On the dragon bed.
Emperor Wusu lay with his eyes closed, his face pale, his breath weak, and his lips like frozen frost.
Ji Qingwu placed the bundle on the carpet and lifted his inner garment.
On his strong, full left chest, there was a cross-shaped arrow wound, with abnormal red bruising around the wound, but the bleeding had now stopped.
This position is aimed at his heart.
The Xijin assassins wanted to kill with a single blow.
Her hand touched his wrist; his body had lost its original warmth and was even colder than her fingers that had been exposed to the cool breeze.
Ji Qingwu sniffed; her eyes stung, but no tears came.
She frowned as she looked at the wound. Logically, it shouldn't have grazed her heart, but the pulse indicated signs of heart failure and exhaustion.
But it's also possible that Emperor Wusu's heart was somewhat skewed.
She really wanted to cut open his heart to see if he was biased or not, and who lived inside.
Ji Qingwu blinked her dry eyes.
She squatted down and laid out the bottles and jars from the package all over the ground.
Li Yuzong stepped forward and asked, "Miss Ji, is there anything this old servant can do for you?"
Ji Qingwu shook his head, and then his subordinates quickly poured several kinds of medicinal powder into the mortar, added more than a dozen fresh herbs pulled from Wutong Garden, ground them up and pounded them together.
Ji Qingwu kept his head down, oblivious to everything else, and even broke out in a sweat because he hadn't seen Li Yuzong.
Then she pulled out a bottle of colorful powder.
Li Yuzong whispered in her ear, "Miss Ji, His Majesty has always been thinking of you."
Ji Qingwu's hand holding the medicine bottle paused slightly.
Li Yuzong lowered his voice and continued, "Seeing you like this makes this old servant extremely uncomfortable. Actually, His Majesty..."
As he was speaking, Li Yuzong abruptly stopped. Remembering what he had been instructed to do, he sighed deeply and stood there helplessly with his head down.
Ji Qingwu finally finished making the medicinal mud in his hands.
She looked up and said, "Does Eunuch Li feel sorry for me and want to comfort me? I don't need it."
She applied the medicinal mud to his wound, and when her fingers touched Emperor Wusu's cool skin, there was no longer a trace of trembling.
"This medicine is remarkably effective in treating internal injuries, and can even save women from severe metrorrhagia. However, I am not sure if it can cure heart disease, so I can only give it a try first."
Ji Qingwu said clearly, "It is my duty as a doctor. The emperor is the ruler of the country. If something happens to the emperor, the people of Beili will not be at peace. I came here for the sake of the people."
But these words seemed more like an attempt to convince herself, to calm her down.
After Ji Qingwu finished applying the medicine, she washed her hands.
Then they heard a cacophony of voices outside the palace gate.
The news of the emperor's assassination had not been completely suppressed and had already spread, with important officials from the previous dynasty gathering outside the palace to request an audience.
The Empress Dowager sent someone to instruct them to wait in the side hall. However, none of these stubborn old men, led by Prime Minister Su, were willing to move, so the Empress Dowager simply stopped interfering.
Ji Qingwu lifted the gauze curtain and came out, and everyone's eyes turned to her.
Princess Huachang asked, "Is there a way to treat His Majesty's injuries?"
Ji Qingwu's palms felt swollen and painful after getting wet, and she said through the pain, "I can only try, I'm not sure if it will work."
Princess Huachang sat back down dejectedly.
Yuan Heng walked to Ji Qingwu's side, his eyes red, and took her hand.
Ji Qingwu suddenly pushed Yuan Heng away, frowned, and shook his head at him.
At this time, it is a dangerous move for the little one to get close to you.
The Empress Dowager, sitting at the head of the table, did not miss this scene and said, "Qingwu, come to my side."
Ji Qingwu walked over and stood beside the Empress Dowager, looking around at the people in the room.
After Emperor Wusu was assassinated, the real struggle without gunpowder began.
The Empress Dowager said, "The ministers are still waiting outside. I think you all know why they have come."
Without hesitation, Prince Yong said, "Mother, there is no need to worry about this. My brother is protected by the True Dragon, and he will be fine tomorrow. He will explain to the court officials at the morning court session."
Princess Qingyun nodded in agreement: "My brother has always been in good health, he will be fine."
But the glint in their eyes betrayed them. They had lost so much blood and their hearts were injured. Even if Hua Tuo and Bian Que were alive, they would have difficulty curing them. They could only hope that God would perform a miracle.
Princess Huachang could easily understand the meaning behind the Empress Dowager's words, and asked, "What does Your Majesty mean?"
The Empress Dowager's gaze fell on the figure behind the gauze curtain, and she said thoughtfully, "The Emperor is still in his prime, so there has been no decision on establishing an heir. Now that he has suddenly met with an accident, the choice of successor should be decided."
Princess Huachang coldly replied, "A country cannot be without a ruler for a single day; we must make plans as soon as possible."
The Empress Dowager continued, "Yuanheng is the Emperor's only son, but he is still young. Minghong is the Emperor's younger brother and Yuanheng's uncle, also—"
Zhao Minghong suddenly stood up, exclaiming in horror, "What! Mother, what are you saying!"
When Wei Liru heard that the Empress Dowager intended to recommend Prince Yong to the throne, she did not dwell on her grief for too long and said, "Prince Yuanheng is the Emperor's own son, and it is only right that he ascends the throne."
Wei Ting also said, "If we are to talk about the legitimacy of bloodline, it should be the prince."
Because Emperor Wusu was injured and fell into a coma, the previously harmonious situation began to fall apart, and the group was unable to reach an agreement.
Ji Qingwu lowered her eyes, appearing to be an outsider, but she knew the truth in her heart.
She is the one at the center of the vortex...
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