Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 532 The Great Reversal of Ouyang Shaoling’s Miserable Loss (5)
"No one lives in?" The emperor frowned tightly, how could there be no one in such a good room.

"Prince Chuxuan's mansion has always had a small population, with many houses and few rooms. The owners choose their favorite courtyards to live in. It is said that the second day after the concubine married into the mansion of Chuxuan, she took a fancy to the vacant Anyan Hall and moved her to the palace. It was her residence there..."

"It's just a rumor. Is there any evidence?" The secret road was dug so early, and the North County King came so coincidentally. His identity is very doubtful, confusing the royal blood, but the capital crime of beheading, the North County King has a certain influence in the court. , unless strong evidence is presented, the emperor cannot easily move him.

"Not yet!" Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoxian killed all the powerful nuns beside the concubine, and the matter of witnesses became a big trouble.

"Investigate this matter secretly first, and don't spread it out until you find the real evidence!" The royal blood was confused, and if it was revealed, it was also a member of the Ouyang royal family. He will not be tolerated, and the untouchables are not eligible to become county kings and enjoy royal treatment.

"How is Nangong Mo?" After explaining the matter, the emperor changed the subject.

"It's still the same, shutting the door all day long, Er Chen once asked the secret guard to sneak into the post house to check, and found that Nangong Mo didn't know whether he was poisoned or had a strange disease. His left shoulder was rotten, and his right arm seemed to be rotten too. ..."

The emperor lowered his eyelids: "Didn't he invite a doctor?" His body rotted, he must have suffered it himself!
Ouyang Yechen thought for a while: "Ordinary doctors shouldn't be able to cure his illness, otherwise, how could he be bored in the room and suffer!"

"What kind of disease or poison does Qingsong have that can make people rot?" The emperor was good at handling state affairs, so he didn't have much research on poison and disease.

"I don't know what kind of disease will make people rot, but I have heard from Imperial Physician Chen that some poisons will indeed make people rot!" The poison did not touch the exposed hands, Instead, it got on the right arm and left shoulder which were wrapped in clothes. It was really strange that Nangong Mo was poisoned.

"Find an opportunity to test Nangong Mo. If he dies of serious injuries, send him back to Liyue. Don't let him die in Qingsong!" The emperor's eyes were rare serious and dignified.

"I understand!" Even if the emperor didn't mention it, Ouyang Yechen wanted to find a chance to meet Nangong Mo!
In the post house, thick curtains were drawn in the room, and it was pitch black everywhere. The faint candlelight was shining on the bedside, illuminating the small place beside the bed.

Nangong Mo was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, his face was pale and bloodless, his forehead was sweating profusely, the brocade mattress on the bed was crumpled a lot by him, his clothes were half open, revealing the rotten and shocking wound on his left shoulder, bursts of The stench emanated from the wound. While Nangong Mo was in pain, he gritted his teeth angrily: Why hasn't Imperial Physician Chen returned to Beijing yet!

Knowing that only Imperial Physician Chen can heal his injury, Nangong Mo sent someone to find Imperial Physician Chen, but Imperial Physician Chen's hometown was far away, even if the guards went back and forth at the fastest speed, it would take nearly a month.

During the recent period, his wound has deteriorated faster and more seriously, but Imperial Physician Chen won't be back until a few days later, and he doesn't know if he can survive until Imperial Physician Chen returns to Beijing.

Ouyang Shaoxian, just wait, when I get back to normal, I will definitely make it impossible for you to live or die!
"Seventh Prince, Ouyang Yechen, Prince Qingsong, please see me!" The guards of Liyue Kingdom reported worriedly. His master had locked himself in the room for several days and nights. Even if they brought him food, they only needed to leave it at the door. That's right, they are not allowed to enter the room.

If they hadn't been familiar with Nangong Mo's voice and back, they would have suspected that the person inside was not Nangong Mo, and rushed in to question him, what's wrong with the master, not long after arriving in Qingsong, it became so strange.

What did Ouyang Yechen come to the posthouse to look for me? Could it be that he knew about my injury?Ouyang Shaoxian clearly promised not to tell anyone about this matter, the guy who broke his promise: "Let him wait in the living room, I will be there soon."

Soldiers came to block, water came to cover, although he was seriously injured, his martial arts were still there, and most of the posthouses were guards from the Liyue Kingdom that he brought. Ouyang Yechen didn't dare to do anything to himself.

After bandaging the wound, changing clothes, and washing up briefly, Nangong Mo walked out of the room, and a ray of sunlight hit him head-on, making him almost unable to open his eyes. Thanks to Ouyang Shaoxian, he is like a person living in the dark , I haven't come out to bask in the sun for many days, and while my body is smelly, it's almost moldy.

The living room is not far from the bedroom, only a few dozen steps away, but to Nangong Mo today, it is very far away, and he walked slowly to the living room with difficulty.

In the living room, Ouyang Yechen was drinking tea. Seeing Nangong Mo walk in, he stood up with a smile, "Seventh Prince, I heard that you are ill, are you feeling better?"

Nangong Mo smiled, and the smile was a little unnatural: "I feel a cold occasionally, it's nothing serious, just rest for a few days!"

"Do you want to invite the imperial physicians in the palace to make a diagnosis and treatment?" Looking around the capital, most of the imperial physicians in the palace are highly skilled!
"It's just a small wind and cold. After drinking the medicine, it will be cured soon. There is no need to bother your teachers and mobilize everyone!" Except for the imperial physician Chen, no one can cure his injury. It will expose his injuries and make the Qing Emperor suspicious, and he will not do things that make big mistakes because of small losses.

Nangong Mo sat on the seat, separated from Ouyang Yechen by two small tables, a strong breath wafted into his nostrils as the breeze blew, Ouyang Yechen frowned slightly: "Where did such a strong smell come from? "

Nangong Mo smiled: "It's the incense on my body!"

"The Seventh Prince likes strong incense?" Ouyang Yechen's smile deepened: "When you first came to Qingsong, didn't you smell this kind of incense?"

"I'm a little interested in incense from various countries. Everywhere I go, I will find some unique fragrances to try. Now, what I smoke on my body is the fragrance of jasmine. It is said that many people in Qingsong like it!"

Accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, a vaguely rotten smell floated into his nostrils, and Ouyang Yechen was no exception to expose it, and smiled lightly: "There are indeed many people in Qingsong who like the fragrance of jasmine flowers. Is it getting worse?"

(End of this chapter)