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Deep in the cabinet of the Imperial Hospital, there is a small house covered by flowers and trees. It turned out that the purchasers from outside the palace transported medicine into the palace.

There are now two men living in the cottage.

Zheng Xiao, who was dressed as a little eunuch, curiously fiddled with the little black pompom on the hat, always feeling inexplicably familiar.

Nan Xiang was dressed in the clothes of an imperial physician. He went to the dressing table and sat down, took out a small bag, opened it, and there were some makeup tools inside. Zheng Xiao's attention was immediately attracted, and he moved a stool to sit Beside Nan Xiang, she watched him skillfully fiddle with his face in surprise.

I saw that he first applied a layer of fragrant medicinal juice on his face, then took out a thin and transparent skin, stuck it on his face, squeezed out the air bubbles in the middle of the mask, and after a while, the mask was firmly attached to the skin. up.

At this time, Nanxiang,

He has an ordinary face, with a few deep marks on his forehead, and lines drawn from the corners of his mouth, he looks like a serious middle-aged man.

Seeing the process of Nan Xiang's disguise again, Zheng Xiao opened his mouth in surprise, stretched out his hand to touch his face, the touch was warm, without a single gap, as if he had grown up like this before,

"It's amazing! If I hadn't seen you disguised with my own eyes, I would have thought you would have grown up like this, Anan, you are so amazing~"

Nan Xiang glanced at him with a smile, his pair of radiant eyes were brilliant.

"Not only me, but also Ah Xiao."

"Hey? Do I want to turn into a middle-aged person too?"

Nan Xiang shook his head, put his hands on top of his head, and said with a smile: "You are too small and too thin. You obviously look like a young man. If you pretend to be a middle-aged man, you will be exposed."

Although what he said was very reasonable, but seeing Nan Xiang's hand resting on his head easily, why was he so unhappy.

Following the same steps, after a moment, Zheng Xiao turned into an ordinary boy with a pale complexion.

Curiously touching the mask with almost no strange feeling on his face, Zheng Xiao couldn't help asking: "What is this mask made of? It's very soft."

Nan Xiang was busy braiding Zheng Xiao's hair behind him, and said casually, "It's Tianshan ice silk."

Hearing this, Zheng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, it's not just human skin.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Nan Xiang pinched his pink earlobe and said with a smile: "The kind of pickled things are made by ruthless poor people. Your man has enough silver, and a thousand pieces of ice silk can be used."

It is rare to see Nan Xiang showing off his wealth, but Zheng Xiao smiled at Nan Xiang in the mirror, he liked it.

The middle-aged man made up by Nanxiang is Kong Chang, one of the three imperial physicians of Taiyuan Hospital. Kong is always proud of his talents and has no one in his eyes. Therefore, from the other two imperial physicians to the [-] doctors in the imperial hospital, they are often ridiculed by him. Naturally, no one wants to be with him. They usually pass by with their heads bowed when they see each other. , not even saying hello.

Such an excellent goal, of course Nanxiang did not let it go, while Kong Chang was out of the palace, he was secretly knocked unconscious and tied in the secret room of Feng Yaxuan. Looking at Zheng Xiao, he only said that he was a boy who transported medicine outside the palace, and he easily entered the palace.

The emperor is ill, and all forces are preparing for it, except for the Snow Country people, and the prince.

Inside the Prince's Mansion,

His Royal Highness, as if drinking alcohol, his face flushed slightly with excitement, he was talking to his staff,

"Father is old, his illness is dangerous."

The aides looked at each other, the prince said this, but Sima Zhao's heart, passers-by knew it, but, even if it was the prince, the emperor died and he would naturally succeed him.

Tang Yizhi was also sitting below, but his expression was not as relaxed as the others. Recalling the emperor's love for the third prince, he frowned and said, "Don't be careless, the situation is not completely stable yet."

The eyes of the prince and his staff all focused on him. The prince has always valued this cousin, and now he restrained his smile and motioned him to continue.

"If the emperor dies in a dream without saying a word, the crown prince will still succeed on the throne. However, Prince Cheng holds the iron guards guarding the capital. If he wants to change the world," he looked up at the prince, slowly Say four words,

"easy."

The prince's eyes widened, and cold sweat broke out on his back. If the third brother rebelled against him without any soldiers, he would definitely be invincible. If he failed, with the third brother's ruthless temper, he would definitely die!The dream was shattered in an instant, and the prince couldn't recover for a while.

The hall was quiet and silent. As a staff member, everyone who lacked ingenuity and intelligence had figured it out. The crown prince looked the most promising, but in fact he was the most dangerous.

Tang Yizhi said again: "There is still the worst situation. If the emperor wakes up and issues a summons to allow Prince Cheng to succeed him, then."

Everyone's heart trembled, then becoming a prince took the justice and righteousness, and he ascended the throne directly without even plotting against him.

It's none of their business.

Absolutely not, all the staff are on the side of the crown prince for the sake of glory and wealth, there is absolutely no reason for the duck to fly away when they see it.

All the staff members used their brains with all their strength, and you discussed with each other, and the hall instantly turned into a vegetable market.

The prince sat blankly on the upper seat, his hands and feet were cold,

It's over, the third brother has the military power in his hands, and he wins on both sides. Should he take the initiative to give him the throne in order to save his life?

"His Royal Highness the Prince!" With a shout, the prince's soul was called back, and all the staff members knelt on the ground with a plop, their eyes were reddened, and each of them said:

"Your Highness, there is only one plan available for now!"

"Tang Guogong has a [-] army at the border, and he can order [-] to return to Pingliu City."

"Prince Cheng only has [-] iron guards, and the [-] army will cooperate with us inside and out, and we will surely win."

"The journey of [-] troops will take about a month."

"The emperor cannot die this month!"

"The emperor is not dead, Fang Heng, as the servant of the loyal imperial party's military department, will definitely not launch the iron guard."

"So," Tang Yizhi stood up, looking directly at the prince with firm eyes, "give me an order, Your Highness."

The prince was overwhelmed by what everyone said, and finally, his ambition overwhelmed his timidity. He slammed the table hard, stood up and said, "Okay! Tang Yizhi obeys the order, and I order you to go to the border as soon as possible, take the prince's seal, and quickly mobilize [-] troops Go back to aid Pingliu City. All the consequences will be borne by myself alone!"

"Yes, Your Highness." Tang Yizhi half-kneeled and cupped his fists

He replied, not daring to delay, turned around and went.

The prince watched Tang Yizhi disappear outside the door, his body went limp, and he slumped on the seat.

This month, he had a hunch, would be the most difficult month in his life.

It has been five days, and the emperor has not woken up. The crown prince and Prince Cheng have to visit it every day and inquire about the emperor's condition.

The three imperial physicians with the best medical skills in the imperial hospital were all there, and the fake Kong Chang, who was transformed into "Nanxiang", stood at the end with his head bowed, listening to other imperial physicians answering the prince's inquiries.

"The emperor's body and bones are inherently weak, and he is short of breath and attacking the heart. As a result, the heart and brain are affected by evil spirits, the orifices are blocked, and the gods are blinded. When you look closely, it is actually the surge of liver yang, which arouses liver wind and disturbs the heart and brain. The gods don't need it..."

The prince's complexion was very bad, and he finally heard him finish, and said: "When will the father wake up?"

"This..." The old doctor carefully glanced at the prince, lowered his head and said, "I'm not good at medicine, so I can't tell."

Nan Xiang noticed with sharp eyes that the prince breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. It seemed that everything was going smoothly.

The prince got the answer he wanted, casually asked the imperial doctors to treat him carefully, and left.

All the imperial physicians breathed a sigh of relief, straightened their backs, and complained to each other in whispers, the emperor was sick, and they were the ones who suffered the most.

After the crowd, Nan Xiang quietly came to the emperor's bed, stretched out three fingers, and felt the emperor's pulse.

When other people saw it, they curled their lips and shook their heads. Kong Chang was only good at flying needles with one hand. When it came to pulse detection, they dared to say that any one they picked out would be better than him. People dislike him, and no one is free to trouble him.

After taking a look, they were not interested, and everyone gathered together to discuss the prescription.

Nan Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, opened the old emperor's eyelids to examine carefully, and confirmed for a while that the old emperor's illness was coming to kill him this time. It was the day of death, but Nan Xiang withdrew his hand and looked coldly at the unaware old emperor.

You, but my biggest enemy, how could you die so easily.

With a movement of the fingertips, the cold-glowing silver needle exposed the needle tip, sealing three large acupoints on the chest in the blink of an eye. Now, the old emperor's air valve was closed, and the outlet of Yu Qi was blocked, and could no longer be released.

Nan Xiang withdrew the silver needle with a blank expression, walked to the side, watched the group of imperial doctors discuss the prescription, went to take the pulse again, confirmed that the prescription was correct, and gave the old emperor to drink it after decoction.

Although it is a prescription for clearing heat and dispersing qi, it is useless.

The heat-clearing effect can only stay on the surface and cannot reach the internal organs at all.

After the old emperor drank the medicine, the imperial physicians stayed there for another hour. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, they left one imperial physician to sleep outside in order to take care of him, and the other imperial physicians went back with the medicine box.

Back at Tai Hospital, Nan Xiang took advantage of everyone's inattention and turned a corner, making a big circle before returning to the small house.

Opening the door, he saw Zheng Xiao who was changing clothes behind his back.

Although Yi Rong turned into a strange face, but the back is still familiar,

Nan Xiang's eyes darkened, he dropped the medicine box, stepped forward, and hugged Zheng Xiao, who was only wearing obscene clothes.

"Ah!" Zheng Xiao was taken aback, and felt relieved when he smelled the familiar smell.

"It's scary to hug a strange face all of a sudden!"

Nan Xiang rested his head on his shoulder, closed his eyes, and replied casually with a smile: "Yes, yes, it won't be like this in the future, this time, just let me hug you."

Sensing that something was wrong with Nan Xiang, Zheng Xiao calmed down and relaxed his body, making it more comfortable for Nan Xiang to hold her.

After a long time, Nan Xiang suddenly said: "Ah Xiao, what if one day you meet a person who you really want to kill, but you have to save his life?"

Zheng Xiao blinked, pondered for a moment, and then said: "I hate him so much that I want to kill him. This person must have done something that is too much for me. If I can't touch him for a while, then I will wait until the time is right to kill him."

Nan Xiang laughed, the chest vibration was heard clearly, he turned Zheng Xiao's face, Nan Xiang kissed him softly,

Lips parted, Nan Xiang's eyes are clear,

"That's right."