beauty bible

Chapter 331 Better Than Die!
In the resplendent palace.

Sima Zhen sat sideways in front of the small red lacquered table, his face turned pale, and his brows were slightly frowned.He placed one hand on the pulse table, and let the imperial doctors step forward one by one to feel his pulse.

The huge pearls adorning the corners of the bright yellow dragon robe seemed to have attracted the candlelight, concentrating all the light in the palace on the young and handsome emperor's cheeks, making his face look paler.

A Xia knelt in front of Sima Zhen, his expression suddenly changed slightly, he got up and took the white silk handkerchief on the side tray, and wiped the bright red under the emperor's nose.

Sima Zhen sat still, and lit a candle to illuminate his face, with the straight bridge of the nose as the boundary, half of his face was bright and the other half was dark.Sima Zhen didn't look sullen, he looked at a little red candle in the hall, and there was a hint of melancholy in his expression.

Not long after, a group of imperial doctors kneeling on the ground took their pulses. They looked at each other and communicated for a while.

Sima Zhen withdrew his hand, straightened his sleeves slowly, looked down at the imperial doctor on the ground slightly, and said calmly: "How?"

Several imperial doctors looked at each other for a moment, and the oldest old dean knelt and took a step forward. He put his head on the ground, and his voice trembled: "This humble minister is incompetent."

Sima Zhen glanced at the old dean: "Speak carefully."

The old dean raised his head, looked at Sima Zhen with a frown, and carefully said: "Your Majesty's pulse condition today has changed from yesterday's pulse condition, and it has changed in a bad direction."

"According to the pulse, His Majesty suffered a head injury due to unknown reasons." The old dean frowned tightly. He fell on the ground with both hands and hit his head heavily on the floor: "We dare to speculate that Your Majesty was hit by a stroke." A kind of unknown poison."

Hearing this, Sima Zhen was startled instead.

A-Xia's complexion turned cold immediately, and there was a murderous look in her eyes.

A thoughtful look flashed in Sima Zhen's eyes: "An unknown poison?"

The old dean fell on the ground and never got up: "Yes!"

Sima Zhen slightly curled his lips: "No solution?"

The old dean's body trembled on the ground, and his voice trembled: "Yes!"

Sima Zhen raised his head slightly: "Tell me what you know."

The old dean still lay down on the ground: "Your Majesty... I have never seen this kind of poison before. According to yesterday's and today's pulse records, this poison changes very slowly in the human body. Your Majesty has symptoms since yesterday. The poison must have been hidden in His Majesty's body for a long time—"

"Long time?" Sima Zhen snorted, "How long?"

The old dean paused, and said, "Your Majesty was poisoned within about three months."

Sima Zhen nodded: "Within three months? On the way to move the capital... Yes, after entering Jinlin City, the things sent by the imperial dining room are regulated. If someone wants to poison me on the way to move the capital, there is a chance When touching chaos.”

The old dean took a deep breath: "The nature of this poison is extremely strange, but it hurts your majesty's head. I don't know what symptoms your majesty will have next. I speculate that your majesty may have had a nosebleed at first. After that, Either they have low energy, are prone to drowsiness and fatigue, or they gradually cannot remember things, or they may go blind, or they may have a splitting headache, and then they lose the ability to move their whole body and limbs, until finally..."

Axia's face was as white as snow and she knelt on the ground again.

Sima Zhen raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows: "It sounds like this, the poison is intentionally to torture me, not to kill me right away."

Asia and all the imperial doctors put their heads to the ground, and the hall fell silent.

There was some indifference in Sima Zhen's eyes, and his voice was calm: "How much time do I have?"

The old dean swallowed, and said, "It took two or three months for your majesty to have nosebleeds after being poisoned. Therefore, I speculate that your majesty will have nosebleeds for no reason in the next two or three months."

"Then the toxin spread in the brain. I don't know where the poison has hurt His Majesty's brain. It may be the beginning of drowsiness, it may be the gradual inability to remember things, it may be blindness, or it may be a splitting headache. These symptoms It may be one, or several outbreaks at the same time, and these symptoms are also slow for two or three months."

"In the end, I lost control of my body and limbs. This took about half a year... Then, and then I lost all vitality." After the old dean finished speaking, his body trembled slightly.

Sima Zhen shook his hand slightly, and with a "pop", the small red square table in Sima Zhen's hand immediately split in two!

Sima Zhen's eyes revealed a trace of killing intent: "I would rather die!"

The emperor was furious, and several people kneeling in the palace felt their hands and feet were cold, and their backs were chilled.

However, when encountering such a thing, no one could say the words "Your Majesty calm down".

A-Xia and many other imperial physicians were almost stuck to the cold ground, tremblingly said: "I am incompetent... I am incompetent..."

Sima Zhen was silent for a long time, he stood up, and walked a few steps with his hands behind his back: "Is there a way to temporarily cover up my symptoms?"

The old dean lay down on the ground, not daring to raise his head: "Your Majesty, I am incompetent... But, Your Majesty has martial arts to protect his body. If he can take good care of himself, eat properly, don't overwork, and don't get too angry, it should be able to delay the symptoms." onset..."

"Delay..." Sima Zhen took a breath: "Can't even cover up the symptoms?"

The old dean fell on the ground: "The ministers are incompetent... This, this poison is really weird, I have never heard of it, I have never seen it..."

"That's all!" Sima Zhen closed his eyes: "Back off, don't talk too much."

"Yes, yes, yes." The doctors slowly stood up and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads with pale faces.

"Wait!" A-Xia was still kneeling on the ground, but stopped the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctors stopped and turned to look at A-Xia.

A Xia quickly said: "If you can catch the poisoner, if you can know the formula of the poison, can you be sure to detoxify?"

The imperial doctors looked at each other, but no one could say the word "can".After a long time, the old dean bowed to A-Xia and said, "...the nature of this poison is really weird... I am really not sure about it. But if we can find the poison earlier, maybe, maybe, maybe there is a [-]% chance ...If you find it later, then..." The old dean shook his head: "The brain has been injured, even if an antidote can be found, it will not be able to restore the existing brain trauma..."

A-Xia's body softened, she turned her head and cupped her hands towards the imperial doctors.

The imperial doctors retreated silently.

"Bang bang bang bang," Axia kowtowed to Sima Zhen in a muffled voice, "Your Majesty has made such a mistake, and I must die!"

Sima Zhen shook his head, his eyes were clear, and his voice was very calm: "Go find the person who poisoned me. This is the first priority. If someone stops you, you will be killed without mercy."

A Xia put her head on the ground: "Yes."

Sima Zhen said indifferently: "If there is a solution to the poison in my body, these imperial doctors would have asked you to find the poison. They have nothing to do, so it is useless to find the poisoner."

Asha's body trembled.

Sima Zhen shook his head and smiled: "It seems that I, the short-lived emperor, won't last long. It's just... I don't know if I will have the opportunity to implicate the nine clans when I am in power."

A Xia took a deep breath: "Chen Wan is dead. I will definitely find that person and execute him Ling Chi, implicating the nine clans!"

Sima Zhen closed his eyes: "Back off, I want to be alone for a while."

A Xia glanced at Sima Zhen, and retreated silently.

With his hands behind his back, Sima Zhen paced slowly in the hall, and walked to the palace with burning incense burners. Sima Zhen looked up at the picture of beauties hanging in the hall.

The beauty is like a flower, like a heaven and a man.

Sima Zhen took a step forward, sticking one hand to the blank space of the picture scroll, his eyes showed tenderness, and his voice was soft: "I think I still have time. I think I still have a chance. I think that as long as you give me time, No matter if it's sincere, no matter if it's all means, I can always gain a point in your heart slowly."

Sima Zhen put down his hand and leaned his cheek against the scroll: "But the look in your eyes, let me know that when I'm no longer obedient, it turns out... I'm just another Yuan Jun..."

Sima Zhen's eyebrows darkened: "I am the emperor!"

For a moment, Sima Zhen's face was stained with bitterness: "I'm already the emperor, what else can I do...you can see me..."

"Too much...I really can't die." Sima Zhen closed his eyes, walked slowly a few steps, and leaned on the soft bed.

(End of this chapter)