Chapter 210 – Six Levels of Steps in Front of the Temple

When King Yu returned to the compartment given to critically ill patients to rest, Crown Prince Zhu Hailin was guarding Su Yan’s bedside, compressing his forehead with a wet and cold cotton towel.

Seeing King Yu come in, the Crown Prince hurriedly asked, “What did the doctor say to you?”

King Yu faintly said, “Said Qinghe fell into the water by the cold, coupled with shoulder injuries soak some infected, so the fever.”

The Prince was half-convinced, “That’s it? But I see that the doctor looks so grave ……”

King Yu replied without a word, “How serious do you expect it to be?”

The Crown Prince snorted coldly and turned his head to continue holding Su Yan’s hand.

A medicine boy knocked on the door and brought in a decoction of antipyretic medicine. Seeing him skillfully picking up a funnel-like artifact and shoving the tip into Su Yan’s mouth, the Crown Prince stopped him and said, “Just pouring it in so hard? What if you choke!”

The medicine boy respectfully said, “Reporting back to Your Highness the Crown Prince, I have fed more comatose patients and my hands are familiar with it. The soup medicine goes in from both sides of the teeth column, the patient will swallow unconsciously and won’t choke.”

The Prince said unreasonably, “Little master doesn’t care, how hard the copper pipe of your funnel is, you might poke him in the throat. Take it away take it away!”

He blasted away the medicine boy, picked up the medicine bowl, took a look at Su Yan whose eyes were tightly closed, then looked at King Yu, and said with a smelly face, “Please trouble Uncle Fourth King to lift his upper body up, I’ll feed him the medicine.”

King Yu asked rhetorically, “How come you’re not the one to help and this king is the one to feed?”

The Prince was annoyed, “He fainted at your hands, and the young master is relieved to have you feed him?”

King Yu lightly kindly took a bed of quilts from the side closet and padded it on Su Yan’s back, and snatched the medicine bowl from the crown prince’s hand in a swift and thunderous manner, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said, “This king teaches you how to feed medicine to an unconscious person, watch.”

He pinched the two cheek car points on the side of Su Yan’s face with one hand, and with a bit of dexterity, the tightly closed lips and teeth opened, then he took a sip of the soup, lowered his head to nurse and feed, and his movements were clean and sharp, and a little bit of the medicinal juice didn’t leak out.

The crown prince finished his dismay and became furious, swinging his fist over, “Why take advantage of him, you shameless old man!”

King Yu leaned back to avoid the wind of the fist, the bowl of medicine in his hand rippling, his mouth mocking, “Your Highness the Crown Prince is also trying to take advantage of this? I’m just afraid that you won’t be skilled enough to spray the entire bowl of medicine in his face.”

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The van pulled by a team of horses arrived outside the forbidden gate, and Emperor Jinglong got out and changed to the shoulder carriage.

Lan Xi had been waiting for a long time and was busy going forward to help the emperor board the carriage.

The Emperor waved his fingers, signaling that there was no need for assistance.

Blue Xi ordered to carry the carriage of the service to ensure that to maintain a smooth and steady, his own follow the side of the carriage, while walking with a worried face: “His Majesty had a headache last night, the morning court today as usual, and at the end of the micro-suits out of the palace. The body of the dragon is important, the slave girl will send someone to send the doctor to come?”

The emperor reclined on the armrest, with a hand on the forehead, eyes slightly closed, voice through a trace of fatigue: “do not have to, the doctor looked at and looked at it that way, the prescription can not be cured and cure, but to seek a stable just, the effect is not as good as a hot cotton towel of the Qinghe it.”

“Su Shaoqing’s hands quite a few partial prescriptions, strange prescriptions really work, even Mr. Yingxu is also quite respected for his insights on the medical path.” Lan Xi rolled her eyes and said with a smile, “I heard that he came back unharmed, why don’t the slave girls go and summon him to the palace again and give the imperial master another hot compress?”

The emperor opened his eyes and glanced at him for a moment, then closed them again, “There is no need. He has suffered some minor injuries, let him rest well.”

Lan Xi saw the wind and immediately replied, “Yes, the slave girl turned back to let the eunuch make a trip to the Su Mansion, and then bring some medicinal herbs to warm the qi and blood.”

The emperor faintly “Well” a sound, neither said yes, nor said no. Blue eunuch secretly happy to know that they are in place, the emperor looked non-committal, in fact, the heart of the saint is very happy.

In the slightly swaying shoulder carriage, the Emperor seemed to doze off.

Not long after arriving at the jade steps in front of the Yangxin Hall, the shoulder carriage landed. The emperor raised his eyelids and said, “I’ve slept for so long? What hour has it been?”

Lan Xi felt a little strange: the imperial master just squinted for more than a quarter of an hour, where is it long? Probably sleepy. He smiled and said: “back to the emperor, si time has not yet passed the end of it, back to Yangxin Hall, just so that the Imperial Catering Room in the morning meal.”

The emperor stood up violently in the shoulder carriage, his eyes widened, and a hint of cracks actually seemed to appear on his eight winds of immobility.

Lan Xi saw him looking around blankly, seemingly in search of something, his feet also slightly stumbled, busy stepping forward to assist: “Imperial Master, but the headache again?”

The emperor took hold of Lan Xi’s wrist. Only after several breaths did he whisper, “Lan Xi, help me back to the hall.”

Lan Xi supported the emperor, his heart always felt a bit wrong, but he couldn’t say exactly.

The emperor at the first step, toe kicked the side of the step, the whole body leaned forward. Lan Xi lightly shouted “Emperor be careful”, fortunately the emperor reacted quickly, immediately stabilized his body.

Lan Xi said with concern, “The Imperial Master must be suffering from a headache, come, slave girl carry you up.”

“No need, I’m not so sick that I can’t walk.”

This is said to be heavy. Blue happy ass patted to the horse’s leg, a shock was about to apologize, the emperor suddenly said, “There are six layers of steps in front of the Palace of Nurturing Heart.”

Lan Xi froze: Isn’t it obvious? What’s wrong with the Imperial Master today, as if he’s lost his mind. His mouth respectfully said, “Imperial Master is right, it’s the sixth floor.”

The Emperor let go of his wrist and took a step up the steps, pausing slightly before the threshold before lifting his leg and stepping in.

Lan Xi followed closely behind, that little sense of oddity in his heart becoming more and more obvious, but then he heard the emperor say without looking back, “Summon Wang Chunfu.”

The emperor is finally willing to declare the eunuchs, Lan Xi has not had time to be happy for too long, and then heard the emperor change his words, “Forget it, I’m a little sleepy, wait to wake up and then say.”

The emperor slowly stepped into the inner hall, and the attendants came forward to wipe his hands and face with hot towels and undress him.

“Lunch ……” hesitated Blue Hi.

“Not yet.” The Emperor headed for the bed and lay down on the couch, closing his eyes without further words.

Lan Xi stepped forward to tuck him into the corner of the quilt and did not retreat, but waited outside the bed curtains for a long time until she heard the emperor’s breathing become deep and long before she tiptoed out of the inner hall.

The emperor slept for more than two hours this time, and woke up at shenzhen.

The palace attendant heard a movement within the bed curtains and softly knocked to ask, “Is the Imperial Master about to get up?”

The drapery lifted, and the Emperor squinted into the light of the sky coming in at the door of the temple, seeing countless tiny flying dust floating in the light like swimming threads.

The courtesan seemed to see a look of relief on the emperor’s face, and after a moment’s pause, it was gone again.

The emperor’s expression was calm and quiet as usual, commanding, “Wash and bathe, pass the meal.”

The courtier remembered what Eunuch Lan had explained and asked again, “Then, on the side of Ambassador Wang, is the emperor still summoned?”

“…… It’s not necessary.” The Emperor said.

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Shen Fu.

Shen Qi was carried into the main room by the frightened group of servants, and the maidservants were busy shuttling around the room by fetching water and undressing.

Jing Hongchou hugged his sword and leaned against the window to watch coldly.

Not long after Su Yan got off the bus earlier, a brocade guard secretly came to report:

“Lord Su got into a carriage at the corner of the street, looking at the specifications and style, it’s a carriage from the palace.”

“The eunuch who came to deliver the message said that there was water and clothing in the carriage that could be washed and replaced, but after Lord Su entered the carriage, he never came out.”

“There are masters secretly guarding the vicinity of the carriage, and my humble servants are unable to get close enough to see what’s going on.”

Every so often, the intelligence is updated:

“It’s been more than half an hour, and Lord Su still hasn’t shown up.”

“The carriage is moving, heading toward the Su Mansion.”

“The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Su Mansion, and Lord Su got out alone. After opening the door, he also turned back towards the carriage and greeted him. However, the man inside the carriage did not show his face, and the humble officers do not know his identity.”

“The carriage left Huang Hua Fang, entered the palace straight from Dong Hua Gate, and stopped in front of the forbidden gate. The person in the carriage …… is the royal master!”

After Su Yan returned to the mansion, the Jinyiwei scouts tailed the carriage until the forbidden door, and finally knew the identity of the people inside the car, no one dared to follow them any further, and the last piece of news was only up to here.

Shen Qi expressionlessly sent the scout away, his fists clenched tighter and tighter on his thighs. A few moments later he opened his mouth, his voice sharp and scary: “More than half an hour! There are enough clothes to change a few rounds throughout the year.”

Since Shen Qi in the Lantern Festival night in front of Jing Hong chasing face, pointing out the emperor on Su Yan’s mind, Jing Hong chasing surface mockery “he is the emperor, you do not still want to go up to the open robbery”, the actual matter of this matter plus a heavier binding stone, heavy pressure in the heart.

At this moment, listening to Shen Qi’s words, Jing Hong chased like a large clump of thorns, and those sharp, hard, and good-looking thorns on the stems all flared outward angrily, stabbing a heart hanging in the thorns full of holes, and the blood flowed more than once.

To be fair, he didn’t want Lord Su to get involved with anyone else, especially a power-hungry superior.

But what he was more worried about was whether the Emperor, if he really had intimate contact with His Excellency, would discover the traces he had left behind last night and thus relent and chastise His Excellency?

Fortunately, after the carriage went to the Su Mansion, the adult got off the carriage and entered the house peacefully, and heard the scouts say that there was no abnormality in his demeanor. This made Jing Hongchou and Shen Qi both relieved in a rare common aspect.

After the worry, there is an unspeakable resentment and anger-

Calling Su Yan away from them only required a word or even a look.

No matter what you want to do, no one dares to say half a word. If it is tough, I’m afraid that even Su Yan himself may not dare to firmly resist, and there is a high probability that he will just go along with it and admit it.

It’s easy to come back and clean them up, again, just a word, a look, and they’re like fish on a chopping block, pulverized.

–This is the supreme power of the Son of Heaven.

Jing Hongchou was not afraid of this monstrous power, but worried about the harm it might do to Su Yan. Unless he takes Su Yan away, and then wanders off to the ends of the earth, or goes into hiding, he will not be able to get rid of the spell of “Mo Fei Wang Chen”.

At this moment, he read from Shen Qi’s eyes a surprisingly consistent mindset with his own, so he made a common enemy like never before.

“I dare to pull the Emperor down from his horse if I can fight to the death. But if you can’t even stand up, what can you fight for?” Jing Hongchou said coldly and stiffly, “You’d better recuperate from your injuries first, and then plan for the aftermath!”

“I know, I don’t need you to remind me.” Shen Qi said.

The two of them were speechless relative to each other all the way back to the Shen Mansion.

Shen Qi was carried off the car, Jing Hong chased not far and not close to follow, also entered the Shen residence.

Shen Qi mocked, “I invited you?”

Jing Hong replied after him, “Your lord’s orders must be carried out, it’s none of my business if you invite or not.”

Once again, the two were speechless, and they both entered the main room.

So there is the picture above, one starry-eyed and one cold-eyed.

Was sent to ask the doctor’s Shen House steward hurried back, reported: “Mr. Yingxu said that there is a patient in hand, can not spare time, sent his disciple over to give your lord a follow-up consultation.”

Shen Qi didn’t care and asked the steward to bring someone in.

This disciple is a middle-aged doctor who is rich and strong, his hands and feet are numb, after checking the injuries on Shen Qi’s body, he spoke like hard beads popping out one by one: ”The wound is cracked again! The blood vessels are broken again! If Lord Shen keeps trampling on himself like this, it will be hard for the immortals to save him!”

Shen Qi had a black face, and the steward next to him rounded up the situation, “I still hope that the doctor will try his best to save my lord and bring him back to life with his wonderful hands.”

The middle-aged doctor finished taking his pulse and said, ”Don’t worry, Lord Shen can’t die! There is an external true qi in his body that is preserving his heart veins. I’ll re-stitch his wounds and pour him some tonics, and in a few days he’ll be able to sprout new shoots from his withered branches and continue practicing on himself.”

At critical times, the doctor is like a judge of life and death, the steward held back his anger and didn’t dare to have a seizure, and smiled apologetically, “No, no, don’t worry, doctor, my lord will definitely follow the doctor’s advice this time, and recuperate his injuries properly.”

Only then did the middle-aged doctor’s face look better, treating Shen Qi’s injuries and prescribing medicine.

Before he left, he said, “Stay in bed for a month, not a day less!”

One month! Shen Qi stared at the roof of the tent with murderous anger.

Jing Hong chased him over and patted his arm with his scabbard, “I’ll go back and resume my orders to His Excellency. You lie down honestly, and if you have any relevant news, have someone come and inform me.”

“Relevant” refers to which people and which things, Shen Qi and his heart, but put on a look of non-committal.

Jing Hongchou was about to walk out of the room when Shen Qi said abruptly, “Qinghe has always been weak, labor, falling into the water, shoulder injury, which one is bad enough, if you touch him again without any sense of propriety, the next top evil on the wanted list of the Northern Zhenfu Division will be the remaining member of the Hidden Sword Sect – Nameless!”

Jinghong chased the silent stop and walked away with an equally noncommittal grunt.