He Yunxiao squatted on Mengbao's bed, listening to the increasingly loud footsteps outside through a curtain, his heart leaping into his throat.
Fortunately, the curtains were of high quality and provided complete coverage, preventing any dangerous light leakage.
As long as we obediently evade the examinations of these imperial physicians and then detoxify the seemingly dead Mengbao, all of this will finally be over. (Biquge)
The bed room became extremely dark after being covered by the curtains, with only a sliver of light shining through the gap created by Meng Qingqian's wrist sticking out of the curtains.
Taking advantage of this gap, He Yunxiao could even watch the imperial physician take Mengbao's pulse.
He Yunxiao heard the sounds outside the curtain and knew that the imperial physicians had arrived at Mengbao's bedside.
Suddenly, a sound transmitted through internal energy entered He Yunxiao's mind.
Jian Ling: He Yunxiao?
He Yunxiao's heart skipped a beat; Jian Ling must have heard his breathing. He quickly explained telepathically: "Ah, Miss Jian Ling, please let me explain. I was about to leave, but unfortunately... I had no choice but to hide here for now."
Jian Ling: Your Highness is not a martial artist and is physically weak. Please be careful in the future.
Jian Ling's irrelevant answer made He Yunxiao blush with embarrassment.
Jianling must have seen it all those times when Mengbao's walking posture became deformed.
Miss Jianling is right. We really need to be more careful in the long run. We need sustainable development; we can't just keep exploiting Mengbao. Speaking of which, after the fake death plan, isn't it almost time for Wuyou's wife to promise to "give us the money"?
While He Yunxiao's thoughts were wandering, the imperial physicians outside finally agreed to examine Mengbao's pulse. Judging from the sounds, it seemed that several of Mengbao's trusted ministers had also arrived. The Empress Dowager was absent, and Yang Zhe was also not there…
Yang Zhe must have gone to chase the assassin. Why didn't the Empress Dowager come?
He Yunxiao had no idea that the troublesome Empress Dowager had already been knocked unconscious by Jian Ling and left in her palace.
If the Empress Dowager were alive, it's uncertain whether he could have kept it hidden.
Regardless, the pulse diagnosis finally began.
He Yunxiao peered through the gap in the curtain at Mengbao's arm, quietly observing the entire process. After all, he had nothing to do hiding on this bed; why should he check Mengbao's pulse? It was too dark for him to see anything.
He Yunxiao saw that Mengbao's hand was first placed on the chair that had been moved over, and then a hand was placed directly on Mengbao's wrist.
Holy crap?
Does the imperial physician not use a fine thread to transmit pulse when taking Mengbao's pulse?
Haven't you learned etiquette? Don't you know that men and women shouldn't touch each other?
Is my Dream Baby safe for you to touch?
Outside, Imperial Physician Zhou, with superb acting skills and tears in his eyes, said, "Your Highness has been harmed by the Yan Kingdom, which is truly a misfortune for our Great Qi!"
He Yunxiao was relieved upon hearing the voice: Oh, so it's the female imperial physician. Then it's alright.
After a period of mourning outside the curtain, someone questioned the physician Zhou's competence and then stepped in himself.
The man honestly tied a thin thread to Mengbao's wrist and felt the thread to take Mengbao's pulse.
The result was obvious: the eldest princess was indeed beyond saving.
The imperial physician on the Prime Minister's side clearly had doubts. Only after personally confirming the Princess's death did he finally feel relieved. With the Princess dead, the entire Qi court would henceforth follow the Prime Minister's lead. Good days were coming!
He Yunxiao was also curious: was this fake death medicine really that miraculous? One imperial physician couldn't do it, and neither could two?
He Yunxiao reached out and grabbed Mengbao's little hand, activating the skill "Misfortune and Fortune are Interdependent".
Li Qingmeng's stamina: 0
He Yunxiao: ? ? ? ? ? ?
He Yunxiao panicked and hurriedly tried to check Mengbao's breathing. Although he couldn't detect her breathing, touching Mengbao's nose with his finger refreshed the skill interface of "misfortune and fortune are intertwined".
Li Qingmeng's stamina: 0.1
Further down, it touched Mengbao's neck.
Li Qingmeng's stamina: 0.15
Seeing that Mengbao still had energy, He Yunxiao finally felt relieved.
This medicine does have some effect; at least judging from the pulse in her hand, Mengbao is "doomed." However, the closer to the heart, the stronger the body's vitality will be. This drug for faking death is ultimately just faking death; it can't actually kill someone.
As long as you don't touch the artery in Mengbao's neck, then...
Before He Yunxiao could relax, the argument among the imperial physicians outside immediately heightened the tension of the situation.
"Lord Jianling, may I lift a corner of His Highness's bed curtain and check His Highness's pulse?" Lin, the young imperial physician who was still an apprentice at the Imperial Hospital, asked respectfully.
Physician Zhou's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Isn't that unnecessary? His Highness's appearance may have changed due to poisoning. You are being very disrespectful to His Highness."
Physician Lin said, "The pulse at the wrist is weaker than that at the neck. How can we know if the Princess is dead if we don't try? If Her Highness still has a breath left, and I, Lin, knowingly do not save her, I and my Lin family are afraid we cannot bear that responsibility."
No one present was a fool. Lin Xiao Taiyi's words, seemingly directed at herself, were actually a warning to everyone present: anyone who dared to stop her would be irresponsible towards the Princess and would be deliberately trying to kill her.
Upon hearing this, the two imperial physicians, who were close to the prime minister, immediately realized what was going on.
If they wanted to confirm the princess's death, checking her pulse would indeed be a more accurate method. They were constrained by their male status and couldn't easily lift the princess's curtain, but Physician Lin was a woman; it was convenient for her!
"That's right, Miss Lin is right!"
"Yes. Although Physician Lin is young, her ability to diagnose pulses is no less than that of us elders. Besides, the Princess's life is at stake, so we cannot be careless. I support letting her give it a try!"
"Lord Jianling, please lift the curtain."
"Yes, please lift the curtain and let Physician Lin give it a try."
Jian Ling remained silent, and the atmosphere immediately became awkward.
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