The daily life of the crown prince of the Song Dynasty

isn't it?

Is it so effective?

Brother just told him that he would have calamity, and he would have calamity right away?

An accident happened just after he returned to the palace, should he be so quick?

Also, he is obviously fine, and has no signs of illness at all, so why did he suddenly have a fever?

Could this inexplicable fever be the same as that of King Yu before?

Zhao Yang thought in a daze, the two heavens of ice and fire are too uncomfortable.Damn, why can't he open his eyes, why can't he make a sound?

If you don't make a sound, people will find that he has a fever. He will have a fever all night.Even if it doesn't burn to death, his brain will burn out.

Zhao Yang felt that his whole body was filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all.

The brother said that he was blessed by the relics, so he would not have to worry about his life.

Zhao Yang comforted himself like this in his heart, and then he couldn't stop the menacing fever, and fell asleep.

Before losing consciousness, Zhao Yang silently prayed in his heart that he would not be burned into a fool.

If he is a crown prince who becomes a fool, he will definitely not be a crown prince.A foolish prince, although he will not die, will definitely have a difficult life in the future.

In the bedroom next door, Empress Cao suddenly woke up from her dream.

Tonight, she slept very restlessly, thinking about Zhao Yang's two catastrophes all the time.Although Zhao Yang kept reassuring her that she was fine, she was always anxious.

After Empress Cao woke up, she was so panicked that she couldn't sleep anymore.She glanced at Song Renzong who was sleeping soundly beside her, then sat up very lightly, and got out of bed carefully.

Chunyu stood guard at the door, and when she saw the Empress Empress suddenly come out with her clothes on, she was slightly startled, and quickly asked, "Empress, why are you up?"

Empress Cao became more and more anxious, "I'll go and see Yang Yang."

"The servant will bring you the lamp."

Empress Cao didn't wait for Chunyu to get the lamp, so she went to Zhao Yang's room by the light in the corridor.

Zhao Yang's room is next door to the bedroom of Empress Cao.Empress Cao suddenly opened the door and walked in, awakening Yuan Bai who was sleeping beside the bed.

"Who?" He got up quickly, lit the lantern, and found that it was Empress Cao who came, and hurriedly saluted, but Empress Cao raised her hand to stop her.

Empress Cao walked to the bed and saw her son frowning, his face flushed and in pain, her heart sank suddenly.

She hastily reached out to touch her son's small face, and was scalded by the temperature of Zhao Yang's face, she was shocked immediately, and said loudly to Yuan Bai: "Go and call the imperial physician."

Yuan Bai had just woken up from the fright, and was still in a daze, but was completely woken up by Empress Cao's yell.

"The slave is going here."

"Chunyu!"

Chunyu was shocked when she heard Empress Cao's anxious voice, and hurried in.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

"Hurry up and prepare warm water and towels." Empress Cao's voice was trembling, "I'm getting hot."

"His Royal Highness has a fever?" Chunyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly came back to her senses and said, "I'm going now, servant girl."

Empress Cao reached out and patted her son's hot face gently, "Yangyang? Yangyang? Yangyang..."

No matter what Empress Cao called, Zhao Yang didn't respond at all.

Empress Cao became more and more panicked when she thought of the catastrophe that Zhao Yang said in the afternoon.

"Yangyang, don't scare the lady."

Chunyu moved very quickly, and brought a basin of warm water in a short while.

Empress Cao picked up the wet towel in the basin with trembling hands, twisted it slightly, and then wiped Zhao Yang's forehead, face, and hands with the towel.

Chunyu has served Empress Cao since she was a child, and she has never seen Empress Cao so frightened and uneasy.She hurriedly comforted: "Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince will be fine."

"Yes, Yang Yang will be fine." Empress Cao said this to herself.

After wiping the palms of his hands, Empress Cao was about to untie Zhao Yang's clothes and wipe his whole body, but when she undid Zhao Yang's clothes, her hands shook violently, and she didn't untie them for a long time.

Seeing this, Chunyu stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, it's better to be a slave." After she finished speaking, she quickly untied Zhao Yang's clothes.When her fingers accidentally touched His Royal Highness's hot chest, she exclaimed, "Why is it so hot?"

Empress Cao waved Chunyu to step aside, and she continued to wipe her son's body with a wet towel.

Chunyu originally thought that His Highness the Crown Prince had a normal fever, but he never thought that His Highness the Crown Prince had such a severe fever. No wonder the Empress Dowager was so scared and worried!

Empress Cao's face turned pale, and her expression was very solemn.Ever since she was a child, Empress Cao has always remained calm no matter what she encounters, but at this moment she has completely lost her composure.

Imperial Physician Wang was dragged all the way to Kunning Palace by Yuan Bai. When he arrived at Kunning Palace, Imperial Physician Wang was so tired that he was out of breath. He didn't dare to delay at all. He was about to salute Empress Cao, but was stopped by Empress Cao.

"Quickly feel the prince's pulse."

"Yes." Physician Wang panted, and put his hand on the pulse of His Highness the Crown Prince.When his fingers touched His Highness's wrist, he was startled by the temperature of His Highness's wrist, "Why is it so hot?" His mood suddenly became heavy and serious.

Empress Cao stood aside, anxiously waiting for the imperial physician to feel her pulse.

At this time, in the bedroom next door, Song Renzong woke up in a daze, and found that Empress Cao was not on the bed.

"Empress?" He sat up in doubt, and found that the lights outside the door were brightly lit. He had a bad premonition, and hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Both Zhang Maoshi and Liang Yin are not in Kunning Palace.Every time Song Renzong stayed in Kunning Palace, they didn't have to be on duty.

Song Renzong walked out wearing a cloak, and saw that there was no one guarding the hall.

What about people?

Why is it so noisy?

It sounded like it was coming from next door.

Song Renzong thought that the next door was his son's bedroom, his heart tightened, and he hurried over.

"I've seen the officials."

"what happened?"

"Officials, His Royal Highness has a fever."

"What?" Song Renzong was shocked, and then hurried into the hall. "Queen, how is Yang Yang?"

Physician Wang just had a good pulse, and when he saw Song Renzong coming, he was going to salute him.

"Don't be too polite, how is the prince?"

"If you go back to the official's house, the crown prince is suffering from evil spirits."

"Wind evil into the bone?" Song Renzong staggered in shock when he thought of King Yu.

Empress Cao also thought of King Yu, and she felt dizzy for a while.

Chunyu hastily stretched out her hand to support Empress Cao, "Your Majesty."

Empress Cao took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.However, her voice was trembling slightly: "Physician Wang, no matter what method you use, I must make the prince's fever go away, you understand?"

"Go and call all the imperial physicians here." Song Renzong's face was very ugly, his hands were clenched into fists, and he said in a deep voice, "The prince can't be cured, you all come to see him."

Physician Wang knelt on the ground, trembling with fright: "Yes, the official."

Song Renzong walked to the bed, bent | down | looked at his son lying on the bed, and found that his son's face was very red, and his expression was very painful. Seeing him was full of distress and fear.

He reached out and touched his son's reddened face, and found that it was extremely hot, which made his heart heavier.

"Yang Yang? Yang Yang? Yang Yang?"

Song Renzong called out several times, but Zhao Yang still didn't respond at all.

Empress Cao instructed Chunyu again: "Go and prepare warm water."

"Yes, ma'am." Chunyu moved very quickly, and brought a basin of warm water after a while.

Empress Cao was going to wipe her son's body again, but she didn't want to be robbed by Song Renzong.

"Queen, here I come."

Song Renzong took the wet towel from Empress Cao, and carefully and gently wiped his son's forehead, small face, behind the ears, neck, and hands.

"Officials, wipe your body too."

Song Renzong untied Zhao Yang's clothes, and wiped every part of his son's body very carefully.

Empress Cao tried the water in the basin, it was still warm, and said to Song Renzong: "Officials, wipe it again."

"Okay." Song Renzong wiped Zhao Yang's body carefully again.

After wiping Zhao Yang's body twice in a row, Song Renzong felt that the heat on his son's body had subsided a little.

"Officials, wipe it in a moment." Although Empress Cao was very flustered, she did not lose her mind.She knew that at this moment, she couldn't lose her composure.

"Okay." Song Renzong had lost his sense of proportion because he was too worried about Zhao Yang.Whatever Empress Cao told him to do, he would do.

After a while, all the imperial doctors from the imperial hospital came.As for the imperial physician who is not on duty tonight, he has already gone to call.

When the imperial physicians saw that His Royal Highness had a fever caused by wind and evil, they were terrified just like King Yu a few years ago.

A few years ago, they failed to save King Yu.If His Highness the Crown Prince cannot be saved this time, the officials will definitely chop off their heads.No matter what, they must try their best to make His Royal Highness the fever.

Song Renzong sat by the bed, holding his son's hot little hands all the time.

Empress Cao stood aside, looking at her son nervously and worriedly.

Seeing that the imperial physicians were still discussing and did not prescribe a prescription, Song Renzong said angrily: "What are you talking about, why don't you hurry up and cool down the prince."

"Yes, the official." After some discussion, Wang Taiyi and the others finally prescribed a prescription for reducing fever.

After Chunyu and the others took the prescription, they hurried to decoct the medicine.Soon, a bowl of medicine was cooked.

Empress Cao reached out to take the medicine bowl, and said to Song Renzong who was sitting by the bed: "Officials, you pick up Yang Yang, and my concubine will feed Yang Yang the medicine."

"Okay." Song Renzong hugged Zhao Yang very lightly, letting his son lean comfortably in his arms.

Empress Cao sat by the bed, scooped up a spoonful of the medicine and blew on it, then took a sip of the medicine and found it was still a little hot, so she blew on it again, took another sip of the medicine, and found it was no longer hot, so she fed it to her son.

Zhao Yang, who was in a coma, not only frowned, but also kept his mouth tightly shut because of the fever and pain.

Empress Cao saw that her son was unable to drink medicine with his mouth tight, so she said to Song Renzong: "Officials, open Yang Yang's mouth."

Song Renzong did as he said, and stretched out his hand to squeeze his son's small mouth open.

Empress Cao quickly fed the medicine into her son's mouth.

Zhao Yang, who was drowsy, felt a bitter taste, and instinctively spit out the bitter medicine sent to his mouth.

Empress Cao quickly picked up a towel and wiped the corners of her son's mouth, "Officials, the concubine will feed the medicine into Yang Yang's mouth later, you lift Yang Yang's chin and let him swallow the medicine."

Song Renzong nodded, then squeezed his son's small mouth open again.

Empress Cao quickly fed the medicine into her son's mouth again.Before Zhao Yang spit out the medicine, Song Renzong quickly lifted his chin and asked him to drink the medicine.

In a drowsy state, Zhao Yang felt a bitter taste, frowned deeper, and the expression on his face became more painful.

With the cooperation of Song Renzong, Empress Cao finished feeding her son a bowl of antipyretic medicine.

Song Renzong put his son down on the bed, and carefully tucked the quilt up for his son.

The imperial doctor said that His Royal Highness drank the medicine, and then he would break out in a hot sweat, and then the fever would subside.

Song Renzong and Empress Cao sat by the bed and guarded their son. They kept staring at their son, not daring to be distracted for a moment.

Zhao Yang, who was in a coma, only felt that his body was scorched by the fire and it was very hot.However, after a while, it seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar again, very cold.

His body was "split" into two halves, one half was fire and the other half was ice.

The fire and the ice were fighting for his body, and neither would yield to the other.

Not only that, he also felt that his body was very painful from the fire.Being caught by this ice again, it hurts very much.

His whole body was in great pain, as if someone had driven nails into his body.

"pain……"

Zhao Yang was in severe pain, and a pained sound came out of his small mouth.

When Song Renzong and Empress Cao heard Zhao Yang speak, they shouted nervously: "Yang Yang? Yang Yang? Yang Yang?"

"It hurts..." Zhao Yang's voice was very weak.

"Yangyang?" Song Renzong lowered his head and listened carefully to what his son was saying.

"It hurts..." Zhao Yang groaned in pain, "Uncomfortable..."

Song Renzong heard clearly what his son was saying this time, and called the imperial doctors over.

"The prince is in pain, what's going on?"

"Officials, wind evil entering the bones will make the whole body sore and sore."

"Is there any way to make the prince not hurt?" Song Renzong was very distressed when he heard his son crying.

The imperial doctors looked at each other, and then said: "Officials, only when the fever is gone, His Highness the Crown Prince will not be in pain."

Song Renzong said with a sullen face: "If the prince doesn't reduce his fever, I will never forgive you lightly."

The Wang Tai doctors were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they said tremblingly: "I will definitely let His Royal Highness cool down."

Song Renzong waved his hand and asked the imperial doctors to retreat to the outside room.

"The official family is screaming in pain, and the concubine rubs it for him."

Song Renzong stepped aside and gave up his seat to Empress Cao.

Empress Cao rubbed Zhao Yang's hands gently while praying for her son in her heart.

Yang Yang, you told your lady that you will be fine, you must survive.

pain!

It hurts!

Who the hell is hammering nails into him!

"It hurts..." Zhao Yang, who was in a daze, shed tears silently at the corners of his eyes because of the pain.

Empress Cao cried out when she heard her son cry out in pain, and saw her son in pain, and her heart ached very much.

"Yangyang, where does it hurt?"

"It hurts...it hurts..." Zhao Yang's voice was very weak, "Ma'am...it hurts..."

Hearing her son screaming in pain, Empress Cao couldn't hold back her tears anymore: "Yang Yang, tell me, where is your pain..."

"Yangyang, daddy is here." Song Renzong held his son's other little hand, "Yangyang, tell daddy, where does it hurt you..."

"It hurts..." The drowsy Zhao Yang kept crying unconsciously, "It hurts...it hurts..."

He yelled for pain, and Song Renzong and Empress Cao were both anxious and distressed.

"Doctor, is there any way to make the prince not hurt?" Zhao Yang's pain sounded like a knife stabbing hard into the hearts of Song Renzong and Empress Cao.

"Are you all dumb, talk." Song Renzong said with a livid face, "I asked you to relieve the prince's pain."

Seeing that Song Renzong was furious, the imperial physicians were even more frightened.

"Officials, there is only one way to relieve the pain."

"What way?"

"Acupuncture."

"Hurry up and give the prince acupuncture and moxibustion to relieve pain."

"Yes, official."

Song Renzong and Empress Cao stepped aside, seeing the imperial physicians give Zhao Yang acupuncture and moxibustion, their eyes were full of distress.

Empress Cao saw a lot of needles inserted into her son's body, she didn't dare to look any further, turned her head away, and wept quietly.

Song Renzong reached out and took Empress Cao into his arms, and comforted her gently: "Yang Yang will be fine!" This sentence was for Empress Cao, but also for himself.

Empress Cao wished she could get sick for her son, and let the pain of his son's illness hurt her.

"Yang Yang will be fine!" Empress Cao's voice was full of tears, "It will be fine."

"Yes, Yang Yang will be fine." Seeing his son's body full of needles, Song Renzong's eyes were red.

After the imperial physicians finished acupuncture and moxibustion on Zhao Yang, Zhao Yang, who had been complaining of pain, finally stopped complaining of pain, but his small face was still wrinkled in pain.

Song Renzong and Empress Cao were slightly relieved when they saw that their son didn't cry anymore, but seeing their son's body was full of needles, their hearts felt like they were being pricked by needles, and the pain was severe.

Perhaps the medicine he just drank had an effect, and Zhao Yang began to sweat.

When Song Renzong and Empress Cao saw this, there was a touch of surprise in their eyes at the same time.As long as you sweat, you can reduce the fever.

Seeing that His Royal Highness was sweating, the imperial doctors quickly removed the needle inserted just now, reached out and touched His Highness's forehead, and found that it was still very hot, which made their hearts sink to the bottom of the valley instantly.

Physician Wang quickly checked the pulse of His Royal Highness, and found that His Royal Highness's pulse was still very dangerous.

Song Renzong and Empress Cao saw Wang Taiyi's serious expression, and they hurriedly asked, "How is the prince?"

Doctor Wang's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Song Renzong said sharply: "Say!"

With a plop, Imperial Physician Wang knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and said, "Officials, His Royal Highness has not had a fever, and his pulse is very dangerous..." Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked to the ground by Song Renzong.

"Quack doctor!" Song Renzong trembled with anger, "If you can't cure the prince, I will kill you nine clans!"

"Forgive the officials! Forgive the officials! Forgive the officials!"

"Prince doctor, think of a way!" Empress Cao forced herself to calm down, forced herself not to panic, with a sullen face and a very stern tone, "I don't care what methods you use, you must make the prince's fever go away, understand?"

"Sir, you understand."

"Don't go soon."

Doctor Wang and the others scrambled out and went outside to continue discussing ways to reduce the fever.

"Chunyu, bring another basin of warm water."

"Yes, ma'am."

Empress Cao calmed down and said to Song Renzong: "Officials, use warm water to wipe Yang Yang's body more, it will make Yang Yang feel better." Wiping the body with warm water can more or less reduce the fever.

"it is good."

Chunyu brought warm water again, and Empress Cao didn't ask Song Renzong to wipe Zhao Yang's body this time.She wiped Zhao Yang's whole body gently and carefully.This time I wiped my face, armpits and thighs.

Wipe Zhao Yang's body twice again, soak the towel in cold water, wring it out slightly, and put it on Zhao Yang's forehead.

Empress Cao sat by the bed, reached out and put the relic worn by Zhao Yang on her son's chest.

Ask Buddha to bless Yang Yang to be fine!

The imperial physicians discussed another antipyretic prescription, decocted the medicine again, and fed Zhao Yang to drink it, but it still didn't let Zhao Yang reduce the fever.

After tossing around in the middle of the night, the imperial doctors thought of two or three prescriptions for reducing fever, but none of them could reduce Zhao Yang's fever.

When Zhang Maoshi saw that it was time to go to the morning court, he hesitated for a while, and decided to remind Song Renzong.

Where did Song Renzong have the mood to go to the court early, "Tell them that we will not go to court today."

"Yes, official." Zhang Maoshi withdrew from Kunning Palace.

The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are already waiting to go to court in the side hall next to the Chuigong Hall.

Zhang Maoshi came in, saluted all the ministers first, and then said: "Masters, today is not an early morning."

When the ministers heard this, they all showed surprise expressions.

Yan Shu stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with the official family? Are you feeling unwell?" Over the years, the official family has never missed the morning court. Even if he was sick, he would force himself to go to the morning court.What's the matter today, is the official sick and unconscious?

Hearing Yan Shu's words, the ministers all showed worried and concerned expressions.

"Mr. Zhang, the official..."

"It's not the official family, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is ill." Zhang Maoshi frowned and said, "Last night, His Highness the Crown Prince suddenly had a fever, and until now His Highness the Crown Prince has not subsided the fever, the official family and the Empress have been guarding His Highness the Crown Prince. "

"What, is His Royal Highness sick?"

"His Royal Highness suddenly has a fever?"

"What's the matter with the imperial doctor, why hasn't His Royal Highness the fever?"

The ministers became even more worried when they heard that His Royal Highness was ill and had a fever.

"Everyone, I won't go to court today, everyone, please go back." After speaking, Zhang Maoshi left in a hurry.

"Mr. Zhang..."

"Yan Xiang, His Royal Highness is ill, what should we do?"

Many ministers suddenly thought of King Yu a few years ago, and they felt very uneasy.

"Yan Xiang, His Royal Highness will not be like Yu..."

Before the minister finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Xiang: "No, His Royal Highness is not King Yu, so nothing will happen."

"Yan Xiang is right, His Royal Highness is not King Yu, so nothing will happen."

"Everyone, let's go back first." They couldn't help if they stayed in the palace.

The ministers left the side hall of the Chuigong Hall worriedly.On the way out of the palace, the ministers were very worried about the condition of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Miao Zhaorong and Princess Fukang woke up in the morning and found out that His Royal Highness had a fever last night.Miao Zhaorong immediately thought of her son King Yu, and almost fainted.

When they came to Kunning Palace, the atmosphere was very oppressive, and everyone's expression was very solemn.

Empress Cao saw that her son's fever did not go down for a long time, and felt that it could not go on like this.

"Officials, please send someone to invite Master Kong Jing."

When Song Renzong heard Empress Cao mention Master Kong Jing, his eyes lit up immediately, as if seeing hope.

"Okay, I'll send someone to invite Master Kongjing right away." After speaking, he told Zhang Maoshi, "You go to Xiangguo Temple to invite Master Kongjing."

"Yes, official."

In Xiangguo Temple, Master Kongjing is doing morning classes.

After he finished his morning class, he saw Zhang Maoshi coming.

Just as Zhang Maoshi was about to say something, he heard Master Kong Jing say: "I will follow you into the palace."

Zhang Maoshi was stunned for a moment, and then quickly asked Master Kong Jing to mount his horse.In order to invite Master Kongjing as soon as possible, Zhang Maoshi specially transferred two horses from the Imperial City Department, one for him to ride, and the other for Master Kongjing to ride.

In Kunning Palace, Zhao Yang has not woken up since last night.Not only did they keep having a fever, but they also kept complaining of pain. Empress Cao and Song Renzong were very anxious and distressed.

Miao Zhaorong took Princess Fukang to the Buddhist hall to pray for Zhao Yang.

She knocked her head heavily on the ground, praying to the Bodhisattva to bless Zhao Yang in safety.She was even willing to sacrifice her life in exchange for His Royal Highness being safe and sound.

While kowtowing to the Bodhisattva, Princess Fukang cried and begged the Bodhisattva to bless Zhao Yang.

"Bodhisattva, please bless Yang Yang to be safe and well." Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo "I will study hard in the future and do more good deeds. I beg the Bodhisattva to bless Yang Yang to be fine." After speaking, he kowtowed heavily again.

Both Miao Zhaorong and Princess Fukang had their heads smashed, and their faces were covered with blood.However, the two of them didn't care, and continued to kneel down and pray to the Bodhisattva.

In Mingluan Pavilion, Zhang Cairen had just finished his breakfast and was taking a walk in the yard.

Ju Bai hurried over and reported to Zhang Cairen with a face of panic: "Cai Ren, something happened to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"What happened to the prince?" Zhang Cairen asked indifferently.

"Last night, His Highness the Crown Prince suddenly developed a high fever, and the fever has not subsided until now. Everyone is saying that His Highness the Crown Prince is the same as King Yu a few years ago. I'm afraid it's..."

"Hahahahaha..." Zhang Cairen suddenly laughed out loud, a little maniacally.

Ju Bai was frightened by Zhang Cairen's loud laughter, and asked with some fear: "My lady, what are you laughing at?"

Zhang Cairen said to Ju Bai with a joyful smile, "I'm laughing, this is retribution, retribution, hahahaha..."

Seeing Zhang Cairen laughing a little crazy, Jubai was terrified.She bit the bullet and asked, "Miss, what retribution?"

"This is Cao Yi's retribution." Zhang Cairen smiled ferociously, looking very scary, "Cao Yi framed me and my uncle, and now she has finally received retribution. God really has eyes, hahahaha..."

Seeing Zhang Cairen's crazy appearance, Ju Bai became more and more frightened and uneasy.

Zhang Cairen suddenly started to dance.Although she has a big belly, her body is not clumsy, on the contrary she is very dexterous.

She laughed happily while dancing: "Hahahaha, God has eyes, God has eyes."

Ju Bai secretly rejoiced that no one could come to Mingluan Pavilion, otherwise he would definitely report to the officials when he heard what Mrs. Zhang said, and the officials would definitely be angry with Mrs. Zhang.

Zhang Cairen danced for a while, and then sang a ditty.

Ju Bai stood aside and saw Zhang Cairen dancing and singing a ditty so happily, the panic in his heart grew deeper and deeper.

Ever since Mrs. Zhang was put under house arrest in Mingluan Pavilion, her temperament became more and more weird.One moment he was smiling, and the next moment he went crazy and threw things around.Not only that, but she often cried while laughing, and laughed while crying.

Mrs. Zhang also often cursed the Empress Empress and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in Mingluan Pavilion, and the cursing words were very ugly.

In order to revive Mrs. Zhang, she deliberately stimulated Mrs. Zhang with the Empress Empress and His Royal Highness the Prince, but she didn't want Mrs. Zhang to hate the Empress Empress and His Highness the Prince more and more, wishing that both the Empress Empress and His Highness the Prince would die.

During this period of time, Mrs. Zhang became more and more weird, and she didn't know what to say.Also, Mrs. Zhang always smiled before going to bed every night, and her smile was so eerie that she couldn't help but feel creepy.

Since Mrs. Zhang was placed under house arrest, the officials have not come to see her, perhaps this is why she has become strange.

Although Mrs. Zhang has her long hair loose and her belly upright, her dancing posture is still as graceful as before.However, there is a bit of weirdness in this beauty.

"La la la la la... the crown prince is going to die... la la la la la, the prince is going to die..." Zhang Cairen sang cheerfully.

Ju Bai heard Zhang Cairen's lyrics clearly, and was terrified, and quickly stepped forward to dissuade him: "My lady, what are you singing?"

"La la la la la... The prince is going to die... Great... The prince is going to die... My son is going to become the prince... When I become a queen, I will make your life worse than death Cao Yi... "

"My lady, don't sing any more." Ju Bai was scared out of her wits by Zhang Cairen's appalling libretto, "My lady, please don't sing any more."

Zhang Cairen seemed not to have heard Ju Bai's words, and continued to sing loudly and happily.

Ju Bai was worried that the women who were guarding outside would hear her, so she had to cover Zhang Cairen's mouth with her hand to prevent her from singing.

Zhang Cairen, whose mouth was covered, saw a flash of madness in his eyes, and then opened his mouth and bit Orange Bai's hand fiercely.

"Ah..." Ju Bai yelled in pain, "Lady... the servant is wrong, please spare the servant."

Zhang Cairen bit the orange-white hand, and the look in his eyes became more and more sinister, and the smile on his face became more and more distorted and crazy.

Zhang Cairen let go of his mouth only when Jubai's hand was bleeding from the bite.Her hair was disheveled and her face was pale, but her lips were very bright red because of the orange-white blood, and there was a weird smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ju Bai was startled by Zhang Cairen's coquettish and treacherous appearance, "My lady..."

Zhang Cairen suddenly put his face in front of Ju Bai, even licked the blood from his mouth, and smiled softly at Ju Bai: "I'm happy today, don't spoil my interest, you know?"

It was obviously a very gentle tone, but it was terrifying to Orange White's ears.

"Slave...knows..."

Zhang Cairen stretched out his hand to lightly touch his orange-white face, and asked her with a smile, "Do you think it's a good thing that the crown prince died?"

Ju Bai felt that she was being stared at by an evil spirit, she stiffened her hair and said tremblingly: "Yes..."

Zhang Cairen raised her blood-stained red lips and smiled very seductively, but at the same time it was very cold: "That's good." After speaking, she stood up straight and continued dancing.

Ju Bai couldn't bear it any longer, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

terrible!

It's really scary!

Zhang Cairen returned to the hall after dancing for a while, and sat in front of the dowry to dress up.Looking at her blood-red lips in the bronze mirror, she was very satisfied, and smiled with the corners of her mouth raised.

Ju Bai resisted the fear in his heart, and walked in lightly.

"Miss, do you want to do your makeup?"

Zhang Cairen turned his head to look at Ju Bai, who immediately froze in fright.

"Your hand is broken, let's deal with your hand first." Zhang Cairen said, taking out a small medicine bottle from the drawer, "Apply this medicine."

Ju Bai took the medicine bottle Zhang Cairen handed her with trembling hands, "Thank you, madam."

"Go down."

"Yes, lady." After Ju Bai withdrew, his legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground.Just now the lady was obviously normal, but she felt very scary.The lady is getting more and more scary.

Zhang Cairen sat in front of the dowry, humming brisk ditties to paint his eyebrows, powder and rouge.When she finished putting on her makeup, her whole body instantly became bright and flamboyant.

She smiled at herself in the mirror, but soon the smile on her face disappeared and was replaced by a coldness.

Zhang Cairen picked up Shi Dai and fiercely painted on his face.The originally delicate face instantly turned into a ghastly face.

She seemed to be very satisfied with this face, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled in satisfaction, and then took Shi Dai to scribble on the face.

When Ju Bai returned after treating the wound on his hand, he was so frightened by Zhang Meiren's face that he almost screamed.

"My lady, your face..."

Zhang Cairen reached out and touched his face, smiling brightly: "Am I beautiful now?"

Ju Bai was stunned, staring blankly at Zhang Cairen.

"Orange, am I beautiful now?" Zhang Cairen's tone became cold again.

Ju Bai only felt that her scalp was numb, and with a pale face, she said tremblingly: "Beautiful..."

Zhang Cairen was very satisfied when he heard this answer: "I also think I am beautiful like this."

"My lady..."?

Zhang Cairen lay on the bed, waved to Ju Bai, and signaled her to back down.

Ju Bai didn't dare to say anything, so he could only retreat obediently.

In the Kunning Palace, Master Kongjing has arrived.

He took out a blue medicine bottle from his arms, took out a pill from it, and fed it into Zhao Yang's mouth.

"Master, Yang Yang will be fine, right?" Song Renzong asked eagerly.

"Officials, this old man's medicine can reduce Fuhui's fever..."

Master Kongjing hadn't finished his words. After Song Renzong and Empress Cao heard this, their faces showed delighted expressions.However, Master Kong Jing's next words froze the smiles on their faces.

"Officials, the old monk's medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause."

"Master, what do you mean by that?"

Empress Cao frowned and asked, "Master, what does it mean to treat the symptoms but not the root cause?"

"The old monk's medicine can reduce Fuhui's fever, but soon Fuhui will have a fever again." Master Kongjing sighed softly and said, "Fuhui is not a wind evil."

"Isn't it wind evil?" Empress Cao hurriedly asked, "What is that?"

Master Kong Jing looked at Empress Cao and said nothing.

Song Renzong asked anxiously: "Master, Yang Yang is not wind and evil, what is it?"

Empress Cao saw Master Kong Jing watching her silently, she suddenly thought of something, her face became terrified, and she said in disbelief: "Master, you mean someone cursed Yang Yang?"

Seeing that Empress Cao guessed it, Master Kongjing nodded slightly.

"The art of witchcraft." Empress Cao gritted her teeth with a gloomy face and said, "Someone used the art of witchcraft to curse Yang Yang."

Song Renzong couldn't believe it: "The witchcraft cursed Yang Yang?"

"If you want to reduce Fuhui's fever, you must treat the root cause." Master Kong Jing couldn't say much.

Empress Cao already guessed who it was, and said with a stern face: "Check it out, check it out, check it out from room to room! Even if you dig three feet into the palace, you have to find it out for me!"

"Yes, empress." Zhang Maoshi retreated, and then led people to search room by room in the palace.

Song Renzong also guessed who it was, his face was full of disbelief.

impossible!impossible!

When Empress Cao saw Song Renzong's unbelievable look, she knew who he had guessed.Seeing his unacceptable expression, her eyes were cold.

"Officials, the use of witchcraft is prohibited in the palace. Now someone is cursing Yang Yang with witchcraft. His heart is to be punished, and he must not be forgiven lightly." If it weren't for Zhang Cairen, she would never make things difficult for her.However, if it was Zhang Cairen, she would never spare her lightly.

Song Renzong stabilized his mind and said: "The empress is right, and she must not be lightly spared."

After taking the medicine of Master Kongjing, Zhao Yang woke up not long after.

"Fu Hui."

"Yang Yang."

Empress Cao and Song Renzong hurried to the bed, and when they saw their son waking up, they both had expressions of surprise on their faces.

"water."

After Empress Cao heard this, she hurriedly brought a glass of water to Master Kongjing.

Master Kong Jing took a spoon and carefully fed Zhao Yang water.

Zhao Yang drank a few sips of water and felt better.He blinked and looked blankly at Master Kong Jing: "Brother?"

"It's brother." Master Kong Jing reached out and touched Zhao Yang's small face, "How do you feel now?"

Zhao Yang just woke up, his mind was still groggy, and he didn't remember what happened for the time being.

"Uncomfortable...painful..."

"Where does it hurt?"

Zhao Yang said weakly: "My whole body hurts..." After finishing speaking, he pursed his mouth and looked at Master Kong Jing pitifully, "Brother, someone nailed me, it hurts so much..."

Master Kongjing comforted him: