Imperial City

Mr. Zhang, the newcomer from the Imperial Hospital, and the people from Qianqing Palace hurried to the other side of the Hall of Mental Cultivation under the moonlight.

The little eunuch of the Qianqing Palace got Wang Fugui's instructions, and now he whispered into Master Zhang's ear and said: "Master Zhang, when I see you later, I will ask you to exaggerate the situation. point."

Master Xiao Zhang is the one who treated Wei Qizheng last time. He has just entered the Imperial Hospital for half a year, and he is still a bit dull.

So he was a little surprised when he heard this, "Why? Little eunuch, this is not very good, isn't this deceiving the emperor!"

The little eunuch is in a hurry, some things are not called bullying, they are called good deeds! Oops! This Mr. Zhang, wooden fish head!

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, you can't say that. I will risk my life to explain a few words to you. The person you want to heal in the Hall of Mental Cultivation tonight is that Wei Qi from last time! He annoyed me a few days ago. The Holy Majesty, tonight the Holy Majesty is furious and wants to question people, and now the Hall of Mental Cultivation is in chaos!"

He explained the matter hastily in a few words, and brought up Anxi, so that he could say something about it, and only then did Mr. Zhang agree.

Not long after, the two rushed to the Qianqing Palace.

The inner courtyard of the Qianqing Palace was brightly lit, and there were slaves kneeling all over the courtyard, and the two stools in the middle were still stained with blood.Master Xiao Zhang was taken aback at first glance, and knew in his heart that tonight was really unusual.

After entering the Xinuan Pavilion, the dragon collapsed three feet away and bowed its head in salute, "Zhang Zhi, a doctor of Chentai Hospital, invites the Holy One to be in Da'an, and the Holy One is blessed with Jin'an."

The emperor sitting next to Long Da frowned, saying that Doctor Xuan Yu was just a doctor. Is this old Anxi deaf? (The imperial doctor is the first class, and the doctor is the third class.)

Although he is dissatisfied, he will not speak out to blame.

"Get up." The emperor tapped his fingers on his knees, "Come and see."

"Hey." Zhang Zhi got up, because it was the first time he met Sheng Sheng, he was unavoidably flustered, his manner was stiff, and he stumbled and staggered after walking a few steps.

The emperor's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, Zhang Zhi was still walking tremblingly with his head bowed, An Xi watched from the side, anxious for him, coughed twice, and said: "My lord Zhang, it's late at night, hurry up stop."

The latter trembled all over, and only then sped up a few steps and rushed to the front of the dragon collapse.

Lying on the wide bed was a small person, tightly covered with a bright yellow brocade quilt, his thin face was pale, the right corner of his forehead was badly bruised, and there was a huge lump oozing blood. It was Wei Wei. seven.

Zhang Zhixin said: "Eunuch Wei Xiaogong is very capable, in the middle of the night, he occupies the dragon and lays on top of it, and asks the sage to watch over him, and even invites doctors to come and see him overnight.

But I'm afraid the injury didn't come from hitting the wall by myself!

It looks like a trauma at first glance, it looks bluffing, but it is actually not that serious, and there is no need to check the pulse, just apply some plaster to stop bleeding, remove stasis and reduce swelling, and prescribe some prescriptions for recuperation.

He elaborated these words to the emperor, who seemed a little displeased.

"If that's the case, why don't you wake up"

Master Xiao Zhang said, this is knocked unconscious, and he will wake up naturally when he recovers tomorrow, if he wants to wake up now, he just pinches him hard.

Just as he was about to speak, Anxi coughed again.

oh!Yes! Bad thing!

Master Xiao Zhang remembered that just now his little father-in-law told him to make his illness worse, and he forgot about the panic.

So he hesitated and said: "Returning to the Holy Father, Wei Xiaogong's injury looks like a flesh injury, but in fact it may be a little serious inside, that's why he hasn't woken up."

The emperor didn't realize the contradiction between his two words, he only felt that the doctors were still not skilled in medicine.

"I haven't checked the pulse yet." He said in a deep voice.

"Hey." Zhang Zhi hastily reached out, trying to pull Wei Qi's arm to feel his pulse.

The emperor moved his legs slightly, stopped him, frowned and said, "Why don't you know the rules." He was reckless.

"Anxi."

"Hey, the servant is here." An Xi didn't know what the emperor meant.

The emperor turned his head slightly towards Wei Qi, Anxi understood.

"Hey." It turned out that this was taboo.

The emperor got up, turned around and paced in the warm pavilion with his hands behind his back, ignoring the movement on the other side.

Anxi lifted the mattress, gently lifted Wei Qi's arm out a little, took out a clean plain white brocade scarf from his chest, and put it on his wrist.

Master Xiao Zhang: . . .

A few days ago, I was not so particular about private consultations.

Anxi is also helpless, she is not the master and a lady, even if she lacks things, she can still be considered a man, right? She can't even touch her.

Mr. Xiao Zhang took the pulse carefully, and opened Wei Qi's eyelids to take a few glances, it was indeed not a serious problem.

He nodded to Anxi, but Anxi winked at him and shook his head when he saw this.

Zhang Zhi couldn't do it, so he had no choice but to pick up those who were depressed, overly frightened, and lost both blood and energy, and reported to the Holy One, and said that he needed to take care of his life and generals, and he would wake up after two or three days, but his body was too weak to be frightened and tired.

The Holy Majesty believed it all.

Everyone is at ease.

The imperial doctor retired, Anxi asked what should Wei Qi do.

The emperor said: "Take it to the waiter and send someone to look after it."

"Whoo."

It's finally safe tonight.

At noon on the second day, in the small Buddha Hall of Changle Fuhua in Shoukang Palace, Wan Renxiang was reporting to the Empress Dowager what happened in Qianqing Palace late last night.

The latter closed his eyes and knelt in front of the golden statue of Sakyamuni with a benevolent and solemn face and recited scriptures.

After Wan Renxiang finished speaking, the Empress Dowager opened her eyes, and the maids helped her up and walked towards the main hall.

"You just said that the emperor had another lucky eunuch last night."

"If you go back to your ancestors, there is indeed such a thing. The little eunuch is called Xiao Fangzi. A few days ago, he was favored by the Holy One. Furious, he ordered to be immediately executed."

"Hmph, I don't know what is good and what is bad." The Empress Dowager sat down on the Arhat bed, and slowly spun the string of Buddhist beads in her hand.

"How is it now?" If the person is not killed, Shoukang Palace needs to come forward.

"After suffering for dozens of times, maybe there is still some affection. The Holy Majesty is soft-hearted, and the slaves are sent to the Youting Court in one breath. But I think that person has no face to work anymore. A belt is enough for him. gone."

"Assuming he still has a sense of current affairs, lest the Ai family make a move."

"If you go back to your ancestors, you are right."

"A few days ago, the queen sent Wei Qiti to Kunning Palace to ask questions, and the Ai family felt that she had done a very good job. These servants will do evil when they get favored by ideas. If they don't rectify and subdue Luo, how can they serve in peace? Monarch." The Empress Dowager said slowly.

"Old Ancestor, what you said is very true."

"This one is restless, so go as soon as you go, and watch that one closely. Although there are lessons learned from the past, don't be careless. The emperor must not relax."

"Whoo."

Shoukang Palace did not expect that this news was filtered out by Anxi himself and then leaked out through his fingers.

It was already night when Wei Qi woke up.

Although he had the will to die yesterday, but when the collision happened, he was not strong enough, and he still didn't dare to die.Therefore, he kept his sense of proportion and didn't use all his strength. He only thought that if he could slow down on his side, Xiao Fangzi might be able to save his life.

Waiting before the collapse was an unfamiliar eunuch who looked about 30 years old.Seeing Wei Qixing at this time, he leaned over and asked, "Master Wei, are you awake? Are you thirsty?" His tone was flat but somewhat respectful.

Another servant sitting at the square table got up and left after hearing this, probably to report to the superior.

Wei Qi slowly rolled his eyeballs, taking a rough look at the current situation.It wasn't his own tank, but that wasn't the most important thing.

"Eunuch, where's Xiao Fangzi?" He asked a little cautiously, as if he was afraid of hearing some bad news.

"Returning to you, slave... already gone."

"Gone... Gone?" Wei Qi's lips trembled, "When... When did you go?" After saying these few words, he was already short of breath.

"Returning to your words, last night after something happened on your side, the Holy Majesty ordered people to stop the rod punishment, and ordered the slaves to be dragged to the secluded courtyard. After receiving the order to kill the rod, the slave who held the rod was executed immediately. He didn't show mercy. After being hit more than [-] times, he was still breathing, but this morning, the slaves of Ye Youting came to report that he hanged himself on the beam with a pair of trouser belts."

Wei Qi was terrified, staring blankly at the beam above his head, he really couldn't imagine how desperate Xiao Fangzi hanged himself in the cold Yeyou courtyard.

It was I who killed him, but I still couldn't escape. Although I expected it in advance, but it really happened, but I was still stunned.

Wei Qi's heart is as dead as withered.

His head was wrapped in white gauze, his face was pale and thin, and his bones became more and more slender under the clean pure white obscene clothes, which was unbearable.

The new residence is spacious and luxurious, but it is like a cage, locking a small person in it and never being free.

Anxi came to visit at noon on the second day.

He just sat by Wei Qita's side for a while, didn't say anything, and sighed, "Wei Qi, accept your fate." The person the emperor likes, accept his fate.

Wei Qi accepted his fate.

Three days later at night, he left the inner court prison and was carried to Longta by the concubine and eunuch.

The two eunuchs who were carrying the man looked at each other, and they both felt the weight of the man on his shoulders was so light and weightless.

The peace in the Hall of Mental Cultivation was as usual, but Wei Qi started to tremble even before he arrived at Xinuan Pavilion.

It's really pitiful to shake like this, the concubine Tuo eunuch sighed.

When people fall, the bed curtains hang down, when people retreat, the palace gates are closed.

There was still no movement for a while, the emperor put down the scroll in his hand, and looked up to his feet.

Wei Qi huddled beside his legs and trembled, his head couldn't be seen, it was just a small lump.

This is fear.

The emperor raised his foot to touch his exposed long hair, and stepped on it lightly, it was very cool and slippery.

Wei Qi seemed to be pricked by someone with a needle, and he huddled tightly in one place, but he couldn't escape.

"Come out." The emperor said in a deep voice.

After another two moments, there was a suffocated sound from the mattress.

After the events of the previous few days, no matter how frightened he was, he would never dare to delay until the second order from the emperor.

Wei Qi crawled out with his head down, trembling as if he had entered an ice cellar.

The emperor looked at him coldly, the spine on his back appeared, his waist and abdomen became thinner, and there was not even a trace of extra flesh and blood.

The former frowned, and after only a few days of hard work, he sent someone to take care of him but failed to bring him back.

Wei Qi crawled slowly along the little gap beside the mattress, not touching the emperor for a moment.

No matter how slow you climb, there is a moment to see the light.

The white veil fell from his eyes, Wei Qi opened his eyes in a daze, and the emperor's eyes became deeper and deeper, which had accumulated power for a long time, and no one could fathom it.

The moment their eyes met for a brief moment, Wei Qi's face turned pale, and he hastily lowered his eyes.

He shrunk slightly to the side, tears slid down and fell on the square pillow embroidered with dragon and phoenix auspicious patterns in bright yellow.

This is too much.

The emperor frowned.