I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 1 Chapter 001 I am the Seventeenth Prince
The grand hall is carved with gold and jade.

The white bed gauze was folded to one side, and a boy with a pale face, even faintly purple in color, was lying on the slightly round big bed. He was estimated to be about seven or eight years old.

"Doctor Lu, how is my emperor? Is he all right?"

Standing beside the bed was a graceful and luxurious lady with delicate skin, which was already gorgeous without makeup.

However, at this moment, her face was haggard, crow's feet were faintly exposed at the corners of her eyes, her eyes were full of worry, her beautiful eyes were a little red and moist, and she was looking directly at the boy on the bed.

Also beside the bed was an old man with gray hair on his temples. He crouched down and placed his fingers on the boy's wrist, diagnosing the boy's condition.

The old man's face was also extremely ugly, full of surprise and doubt.

He didn't answer, but hastily opened the bamboo medical box he brought with him, took out a blue jade bottle, poured out a blue pill with vaguely printed patterns, and pinched the boy's lips to feed.

Then, apply several needles in a row.

"Your Majesty, please back off a little bit, I want to use my skills to save the prince."

After the needle was applied, his clothes bulged like an invisible strong wind, forcing the other people present to retreat again and again.

"How did this happen? How did this happen? How did this happen."

Zhou walked back and forth in a panic, muttering.

Not long after, there was a singing and shouting outside the hall.

"The emperor is here."

The voice fell, and a man in black casual clothes walked in.

Judging from his appearance, he is about 40 years old, with very clear cheeks, medium build, a little fat, and well maintained, but his every move reveals a power without anger.

The person who came was Li Yuan, the current emperor of the Yu Dynasty.

"Meet Your Majesty." Everyone saluted.

Li Yuan looked at the lovely and pitiful lady, his heart full of anger couldn't bear it, and he stretched out his hand to help the somewhat disrespectful woman.

"Get up, Concubine Yi, how is Seventeen?"

He looked at the young man lying on the bed, and the suppressed anger in his heart suddenly rose again.

Speaking of which, he had many princes and daughters.

In terms of cruelty, he didn't feel anything if one or two died, but he couldn't bear to have his authority challenged.

He had a lot of guesses about what happened tonight.

Today, he just praised the seventeenth prince's outstanding martial arts talent, how can he not be annoyed by such an incident at night.

"Going back to the emperor, Imperial Physician Lu is still treating me. According to what Imperial Physician Lu said before, my emperor's son is poisoned. Seventeen is really suffering. He is only under eight years old. Why is someone so cruel? He"

Li Yuan patted his favorite concubine in the past, hugged her slender waist, and let her tears wet his chest.

"Okay, okay, I know about this, and I will deal with it."

His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something, he turned his head to look at the old eunuch following behind him.

The eunuch seemed to have received some instructions, and walked out of the palace slowly.

As the night deepens, the lanterns are on the moon.

Unknowingly, the time had come to the middle of the night, Imperial Physician Lu wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up and came to salute in front of Li Yuan.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

Li Yuan lightly raised his wrist, looked at the weakened Imperial Physician Lu, and asked quickly.

"Seventeen, what kind of poison did he get?"

Doctor Lu said with a serious face.

"The Seventeenth Prince was poisoned by the Chilling Grass in the Far West, and now he has saved his life, but the Seventeenth Prince will not be able to practice martial arts in the future. This poison will absorb the internal force cultivated by people and strengthen it, weakening the body and bones.
Therefore, the seventeenth prince's martial arts journey has come to an end, and he still suffers from the cold poison invading his body. "

Li Yuan was startled, somewhat understood the intention of the poisoner.

Practicing martial arts is the custom of all the countries in the Central Plains, especially in the Yu Dynasty, which respected martial arts even more, and established a country with martial arts. A prince who lacks martial arts cultivation almost cut off his qualifications to inherit the throne.

"The poison of the cold heart grass? What kind of poison is this, why have I never heard of it? Why does the cold poison invade the body?"

"My poor son." Concubine Yi cried and howled, arousing Li Yuan's compassion.

Li Yuan quickly comforted him.

Doctor Lu said.

"Cold Heart Grass is a rare poison in the world. Even in the extreme west where it grows, it rarely appears. This is the first time I have encountered it."

He paused and continued.

"Although I saved the seventeenth prince's life, I'm afraid that every seven days he will trigger a cold poison in his body that is difficult to eradicate. It's true that his whole body is extremely cold."

He hesitated.

"Say." Li Yuan said in a deep voice.

"The pain is no worse than a thousand cuts, and it is absolutely unbearable."

When Concubine Yi heard this, her heart felt like a knife was being twisted, her eyes suddenly went dark, her body was unable to support herself, and she fell towards Li Yuan's body.

"Concubine Yi, Concubine Yi."

Li Yuan supported Concubine Yi's body, and hurriedly asked Imperial Physician Lu to come forward to check.

Busy.

Li Yuan continued to look at Imperial Physician Lu, and asked, "Is there nothing we can do?"

Imperial Physician Lu showed a distressed face, faltering and hawing.

"Well, please forgive me for my inexperienced medical skills. According to rumors, only the same rare heart-burning flower can cure the cold poison. There may be other ways, but I don't know.

Now, the only way to make the prince feel better is to use the Huoyong Spring in the Shangshu Hospital on Ladong Mountain, ten miles outside the city, to reduce the coldness during the onset of illness with the help of the firepower of the spring water. "

Li Yuan looked at Imperial Physician Lu who had become terrified, and he didn't feel too embarrassed.

"I see."

He walked forward and looked at the young man lying on the bed, there was not much sadness in his eyes.

The person in front of him was just the prince whom he praised once in a while. The family relationship between the two was weak, but what happened to the seventeenth prince made him feel a little compassionate, after all, he was his own son.

Then he left.

Time passed.

Three days passed.

The seventeenth prince who was lying on the sickbed woke up, and it might not be called that another person woke up.

Gao Zhiming looked at the splendid palace in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

He crossed.

During these three days, he accepted the memories of the Seventeenth Prince on the hospital bed, which were not very useful, most of them were some memories of playing, and a little memory about Mengxue.

The person who was replaced by him was Li Ye, the seventeenth prince of the Yu Dynasty.

He compiled the information he had learned.

The world he traveled through was an ancient martial arts world that Gao Zhiming, a person on earth, had never heard of. It seemed that there were martial arts about flying over eaves and walls.

And his body-traversing made a splash in the martial arts performance in front of the palace, and then he just drank a bowl of medicinal food at night, and when he fell asleep, he had abdominal cramps, and then he felt as if he was in the cold, his whole body was frozen, and he couldn't move.

At least, when Gao Zhiming woke up, he accepted Li Ye's deep or shallow memory fragments.

"The imperial palace really has to walk on thin ice. This poor little guy only got a little limelight during the day, but died at night. It's too damn dangerous."

Gao Zhiming, no, Li Ye muttered.

Based on the experience he had seen or heard about the evil heart palace fighting drama, he could use his toes to know that the original owner 'Li Ye' violated the taboo of some people, so he died.

He grimaced.

No matter what martial arts may exist, or the three wives and four concubines who lived in ancient times, he has been crooked, but if he really wants to choose to travel through ancient times.

This is not what he wants.

Just imagine, without a mobile phone, without a computer, without those cool white and tender dresses with bare legs and breasts. All kinds of modern life, in exchange for the status of a prince who has died once.

Damn, he still wants to live a few more years.

Who knows, when will he die again? At that time, it is unknown whether he will be able to travel through.

Just when Li Ye was thinking wildly, a maid came outside the door, carrying a tray.

The maid looked at Li Ye who had opened his eyes, and hurriedly shouted.

"The Seventeenth Prince is awake."

(End of this chapter)