The villain's self-help guide [Quick Transmigration]

Zuoxiangfu in the capital.

Wei Qinghan looked at his cheeks in the mirror, the scars were no longer visible due to the special medicine and tender skin.However, he has to re-skin every month or it will fall off, revealing an ugly scar.

Because of this, Jin Xuan, who helped him change his skin, didn't suffer much abuse, and stayed in his yard every day to study medical skills.

It's not that Wei Qinghan never thought about forcing Jin Xuan to change the skin, and there are other treatments for intractable diseases, but he couldn't do it if he was asked to take a piece of skin from his body, so he simply "raised" Jin Xuan , Let people strictly observe, when he is no longer needed, just deal with it.

The most important thing now is not to ruin his appearance, otherwise he is nothing in Chu Yiheng's eyes.

"Qinghan," Chu Yiheng walked in from the outside, his footsteps were a little hurried, his expression was both excited and flustered, he sat in front of Wei Qinghan, and said in a low voice: "Father's condition is getting worse, I just discussed it with your father, soon Afterwards, I may... when the time comes, Qinghan, I will definitely not let you be bullied again."

"Really?" Wei Qinghan stood up in surprise, grabbed Chu Yiheng's hand, with a charming expression and eyes full of love, "I said you are the child of destiny, and it is true!"

After sharing the happiness, Chu Yiheng frowned again, "But my father sent someone to Jiangzhou Mansion, probably to recall Chu Jiuzhang to the capital. Although he is disabled, his existence always makes me feel like a thorn in my throat. I can't help but feel unhappy." .”

"He is a useless person. What are you worried about him doing? If you really kill him, the majesty of Mingjun may be ruined by the officials in the future. You will grant him a courtyard in the capital and let him watch you ascend to the throne." , isn't it good?"

Hearing what he said, Chu Yiheng felt that it was feasible. What could be more refreshing than making the enemy miserable?Then spare Chu Jiuzhang for the time being, let him return to the capital alive, and see his father for the last time, and when he ascends the throne, he can rub it as he wants.

The emperor was seriously ill, in order to avoid being seen in his embarrassing appearance, he refused the visit request of his important ministers, even the most beloved imperial concubine was not allowed to see him.

At this time, the emperor in the Tai Chi Hall lay on the imperial bed with a haggard look, and asked the most trusted doctor Fang: "Is there really no cure for this poison?"

The old imperial doctor Fang was skilled in medicine, and he was honest and honest. He only lowered his head and replied: "Your Majesty has been poisoned for five years, and the poison is very strange. I have never seen it before. You must have memorized it every [-] days before, Your Majesty." The abscess is also caused by this poison. In Weichen's opinion, a sudden outbreak is much better than a slow consumption of life, resulting in a silent death."

When he said this, the emperor got some comfort in his heart, "Is there no one in this world who can cure this poison? Even the poisoned person has no antidote?"

"This..." Doctor Fang kowtowed, "I don't know."

The emperor waved his hand and was about to let him out when he suddenly said, "Does your majesty remember the Jingzhou plague?"

"Remember, why?" the emperor closed his eyes and asked casually.

Doctor Fang hesitated and said: "The doctor who solved the plague was a young man. At that time, I asked him about the cure for the plague. I only felt that his ideas were wonderful and admirable. It is said that he is the successor of a miracle doctor, with superb medical skills and quite a lot of knowledge. Talented, it may be helpful to cure His Majesty of the poison."

The emperor's eyes suddenly opened, with a happy expression on his face, "It makes sense, I remember someone rewarded him back then, it was Jiangzhou, yes, it was Jiangzhou's doctor! Get someone to go to Jiangzhou quickly, and ask him to come to Beijing to replace me. Detoxify."

Doctor Fang did not immediately agree. The emperor was surprised, and he continued to babble: "Your Majesty, a few days ago, my minister diagnosed you with a strange poison, and I couldn't find a cure for it. I have already sent someone to Jiangzhou to invite the doctor. It's a pity. But the doctor has been missing for half a year, and I found out that he was kidnapped by someone after I inquired around..."

"What?!" The emperor was furious, "Who is so bold? They openly kidnapped people!"

"Wei Chen has a guess, but..." Doctor Fang lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

The emperor was a little impatient, "Say it!"

"Half a year ago, the eldest son of Zhenbei Hou and the only son of Wei Xiang returned to Beijing from Jingzhou. They were attacked on the way. He was cured, but no one knows which famous doctor it was."

The emperor, who had come out of the conspiracy and trickery, understood his guess after a little thought. He darkened his face and waved his hand to make Imperial Doctor Fang retreat.

If there really is such a genius doctor, now that he is seriously ill, Minister Wei hides the genius doctor at home, regardless of the king's safety, how can he not be angry with such a rebellious minister?

Of course, it was impossible for him to just listen to Fang Yuyi's words.

He called his confidant Mr. Liu, gave him a few instructions, and then Mr. Liu went down, but he came back after a while to report: "Your Majesty, the Third Highness is not in the palace. I heard that His Highness has gone to the Wei Mansion."

Because Wei Qinghan used to be Chu Yiheng's companion, the relationship between the two was very close, this matter was obvious to all, including the emperor, so Chu Yiheng often went to Weifu to look for Wei Qinghan on weekdays, and everyone didn't take it to heart.

But in the current situation, the emperor was seriously ill in bed, and Chu Yiheng didn't stay in the palace obediently. He even ran to the Wei Mansion, more or less leaving seeds of doubt in his heart.

The emperor is very contradictory now, Chu Yiheng is his most beloved child, he is handsome, smart and courageous, he is a good seedling to be the emperor, the emperor is very relieved when the throne is passed on to him.But if you think about it more carefully, among the princes, only Chu Yiheng is the most powerful and has a lot of supporters in the court, so the person who is most capable of obtaining the strange poison and making him drink it all the time has no choice but the imperial concubine.

There was a sudden sweetness in his throat, and his face changed drastically. Manager Liu hurried forward to ask concerned. The emperor swallowed the blood, his eyes were gloomy, and said: "Send Wei Qinghan to the palace, and call Chen Zhaoyi half an hour later. Come here with Twelve."

Manager Liu was a little startled, but he didn't ask anything, and just stepped back and ordered.

Weifu.

Wei Qinghan, who was exchanging heartfelt feelings with Chu Yiheng, was stunned when he heard the summons, and looked at Chu Yiheng suspiciously.

The palace servant who came to summon was from the Tai Chi Palace, Chu Yiheng looked familiar, so he asked: "Father, can you tell me why you summoned Qinghan into the palace?"

The palace man naturally didn't know anything, just shook his head.

Helpless, Chu Yiheng had no choice but to ask Wei Qinghan to tidy up his appearance, and the two entered the palace together. They planned to accompany him to face the Holy Spirit, but they were stopped by Manager Liu outside the palace, and Wei Qinghan was allowed to enter alone.

As the son of the left prime minister, Wei Qinghan has seen many big scenes, but it is indeed the first time to face the saint alone, and at this moment, a little uneasiness gradually arises in his heart.

"Caomin kowtows to His Majesty." He bowed his head and knelt down.

The hall was filled with a strong smell of medicine, the emperor stared at him for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Raise your head."

A handsome and beautiful face appeared in front of his eyes, the emperor didn't pay attention to it before, but looking at it now, he felt that this Wei family's son was born quite well, that face was indeed written by a genius doctor, without any blemishes.

"Come closer."

Wei Qinghan walked to the bed with his knees, his eyes looked particularly clear and innocent.The emperor sized up his eyes, stretched out his old hand, and touched his face.

"I heard from Yiheng that your face was injured before, and you still have scars. Why do you look at it now, and you don't seem to have been injured?"

Not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the emperor's gourd, Wei Qinghan could only tell the truth: "Your Majesty, Caomin was fortunate to meet a doctor who is proficient in this technique, and he cured Caomin."

"Oh? There is such a magical skill?" The emperor laughed in a deep voice, like a kind elder, and said, "I don't know the name of that magical doctor? I am very happy to have cured the son of Wei Xiang. The bounty is also deserved."

Wei Qinghan was startled, and said after deliberation: "Your Majesty, that miracle doctor didn't leave a name, only a prescription..."

"Where is Fangzi?"

What are you doing so carefully?Wei Qinghan didn't know what the emperor was up to, so he repeated the memorized prescription intermittently, and the emperor listened to him with squinted eyes and a smile.

At this time, Chen Zhaoyi came to the Taiji Hall with the Twelve Princes in his arms. The emperor seemed extremely happy, beckoned, and asked Chen Zhaoyi to sit by the bed, laughing and teasing Twelve.

"You go back first." The emperor teased for a while, then said to Wei Qinghan.

Wei Qinghan kowtowed and stepped back, walked to the gate of the palace, and heard the emperor laugh out loud, and praised: "Little Twelve looks like me, he is the material to be an emperor!"

There was a sudden panic in his heart, he stumbled and almost fell.The door of the palace was closed behind him, cutting off his opportunity to spy. He looked up and saw Chu Yiheng standing at the bottom of the steps, looking at him from a distance, and when he came out, he immediately showed a handsome smile.

The sunlight outside the hall was very warm, but Wei Qinghan suddenly felt that he had fallen into a hole in the ice, shivering all over from the cold.

Chu Yiheng came up to meet him, and seeing his distraught face, he took his cold hand and asked in surprise: "What did the emperor tell you? Why are you so afraid of this?"

After the two walked away, Wei Qinghan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and asked him: "Chen Zhaoyi carried His Twelfth Prince into the Tai Chi Hall, did you see it?"

"I see." Chu Yiheng frowned, "Probably Father wants to see Xiao Twelve... for the last time."

Wei Qinghan grabbed his hand and held it tightly, eyes full of panic, and said in a trembling voice: "Yiheng, do you really think that His Majesty will pass on the throne to you?"

Chu Yiheng was startled, and realized that something seemed wrong, "Qinghan, what happened?"

Taking a deep breath, Wei Qinghan told Chu Yiheng what he heard when he left the palace gate.

"Perhaps the father was just joking, Twelve is still so young." Chu Yiheng felt that it was impossible, and passing the throne to a swaddling baby, wouldn't it be child's play!

"What if it's true?" Wei Qinghan asked back, they couldn't bet on the slightest possibility.

Chu Yiheng pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "Isn't Chu Jiuzhang going to come back? You said, a high-ranking prince who could have obtained the throne at his fingertips, but unfortunately his feet were disabled and he missed the throne. Isn't it normal for him to go crazy after two years of exile? "

Wei Qinghan's eyes widened suddenly, "You mean... regicide?"