The Stratagem of the Concubine of the Cold King

Chapter 172: Morning King's poisonous hair (3)
"Yan'er has a heart." After hearing this, Feng Yixiao really showed a look of pity towards Xi Zhuyan. He stretched out his hand to hold Xi Zhuyan's face lightly, pitying his forehead, eyes, and nose all the way down lightly. kiss.

Xi Zhuyan raised her face, and matched Feng Yixiao's movements very softly, her fragrance melted into her bosom, and Xi Zhuyan was so charming, she soon teased Feng Yixiao so that her whole body became hot.

In the morning palace.

Feng Yichen sits in the study and traces a picture delicately. His movements with the brush are extremely gentle. As the tip of the pen wanders, there is a gentle smile on his face.

Under his pen, the beautiful figure is slowly being completed. On the scroll, the woman smiles like a flower, her eyes are like bright stars, and every frown and smile are vivid.

"If there is an afterlife, you would be willing to fall in love with me." After the finishing touch, Feng Yifeng stared at the picture with a little affection, and he talked to himself with the person in the picture, his language was a little pale.

Cough, cough... There was a long series of coughing sounds in the study, and with the severe coughing, Feng Yichen spat out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood stains just fell on the scroll, and the bright red color just stained the white skirt of the person in the painting red.

"My lord." Zhan Feng waited at the side, seeing Feng Yichen vomit blood, he cried out in fright.

After Feng Yichen vomited a mouthful of blood, his pale face turned even paler, almost to the point of being transparent, and he fainted weakly in front of the desk.

Zhan Feng was anxious, stepped forward and picked up Feng Yichen, turned around and left the study quickly.

"Come here, come here, hurry up and pass on the imperial doctor." Zhan Feng carried Feng Yichen to Feng Yichen's bedroom. While running fast, he ordered the guards outside the study to pass on the imperial doctor.

Seeing Feng Yichen fainted in Zhanfeng's arms, the guards of the Prince Chen's Mansion were all the more frightened, and they didn't dare to delay for a moment, so they sent people to the palace to teach the imperial physician non-stop.

The news of Feng Yichen's coma soon reached the ears of Emperor Xuande, and almost all the imperial doctors in the palace entered the Chen Palace.

Emperor Xuande also went to the Chen Palace in person, and he waited anxiously in the flower hall next to Feng Yichen's bedroom.

The imperial doctor took Feng Yichen's pulse, prescribed a prescription, and ordered his servants to immediately take the medicine and decoct it, and feed it to Feng Yichen.

"How is King Chen's condition?" The imperial doctors went to the flower hall to report the situation to Emperor Xuande after seeing Feng Yichen's illness. Before the imperial doctor could speak, Emperor Xuande asked first.

The doctor of the imperial hospital is kneeling in front of Emperor Xuande with a group of imperial doctors: "Forgive me, Your Majesty, Prince Chen has suffered from cold poison since childhood, and the cold poison has only been suppressed these years, and it has not been completely eliminated at all. The attack of the poison is violent, and the ministers and others are really helpless."

After hearing this, Emperor Xuande was furious, and with a snort, Emperor Xuande stretched out his hand and smashed the teacup beside him to the ground: "What use are you imperial doctors? If you can't cure King Chen's illness, all of you Come and see me."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Facing Emperor Xuande's furious anger, the doctor of the Imperial Hospital had to bite the bullet and respond.

"Cough cough cough..." At this moment, several violent coughing sounds came from Feng Yichen's room.

The doctor of the imperial hospital was looking up at Emperor Xuande slightly, and reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Chen Wang has woken up."

"Zhao Quan, help me to see King Chen." Emperor Xuande did not let the imperial physicians get up, but only asked Eunuch Zhao to help him to visit Feng Yichen.

A group of imperial physicians knelt in the hall, facing Emperor Xuande's furious anger, all of them felt their scalps tingling. After Eunuch Zhao helped Emperor Xuande leave the flower hall, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Yichen lay weakly on the bed, he had already slightly opened his eyes.

"I will see my father." Eunuch Zhao walked in while supporting Emperor Xuande, Feng Yichen wanted to get out of bed and salute.

"Chen'er, you are not in good health, so this great gift will be waived today." Seeing Feng Yichen was about to get out of bed, Emperor Xuande quickly told him to lie down and not move.

Feng Yichen looked at Emperor Xuande, and said softly, "Father, my son is suffering from cold poison, which cannot be cured by the imperial physicians, so you can let the imperial physicians go."

"Okay, my father agrees to you." Emperor Xuande nodded in agreement with Feng Yichen's request. His face was a little old at the moment, not at all like the shrewd old emperor who was full of scheming at Qiongfang's feast, but more like a Father.

After Feng Yichen woke up, Emperor Xuande drove back to the palace, and the Imperial Hospital and several imperial doctors were left in the Palace of Chen to take care of Feng Yichen's condition at any time.

After all the people in the room had retreated, Feng Yichen slightly said to Zhan Feng: "This king wants to see Qing'er, so you should go to An Guohou's mansion for a while."

"Yes, my lord." Zhan Feng stood in front of Feng Yichen's bed, and received the order respectfully. He knew that his lord had admired Miss Xi Wu for a long time, and if Miss Xi Wu could share his heart with the lord more, the lord would not Will be so painful again.

Zhanfeng sighed deeply in his heart, and quickly turned around and left the room.

After Zhan Feng left, Feng Yichen lay alone on the bed. If he had never been afraid of disappointment in the past, but ever since the surprise in front of the gate of An Guohou's mansion, he had nostalgia for this world.

Zhan Feng didn't disturb the people of An Guohou's mansion, he broke into Ziyuexuan directly from the backyard of An Guohou's mansion.

Xi Wanqing glanced at Zhan Feng standing in front of her, and instantly felt that one head and two big, what's wrong with these people, could it be that her Ziyue Xuan has good Feng Shui, and everyone likes to come here for a while.

"Fifth Miss, please go and see our prince, our prince is dying soon." Zhan Feng stood in front of Xi Wanqing and sobbed, almost crying as a big man.

Xi Wanqing quickly pulled back her thoughts from the fugue, and asked, "What's wrong with your prince, wasn't he fine a few days ago?"

"My lord's cold poison broke out again yesterday, and this time the cold poison broke out so fast that even the doctors in the imperial hospital were helpless." Zhan Feng told Xi Wanqing about Feng Yichen's situation.

Xi Wan stood up abruptly, and said to Zhan Feng, "Then why are you still talking, let's go now."

"Mo Yu, bring the Linglong Guqin with you." Xi Wanqing casually ordered Mo Yu to bring the Linglong Guqin.

Although Mo Yu was puzzled, why did his lady bring the Linglong Guqin with her when she went to the Chen Palace to visit His Highness the Prince of Chen, but the lady must have her reasons, so she followed Xi Wanqing's order.

The reason why Xi Wanqing carried the Linglong Guqin was because it was recorded in Qinsha's ancient sheepskin scrolls. Qinsha's sound wave skill, if practiced to the intermediate stage, can help people expel poisonous and cold air from the body, and she listened to it again. Zhan Feng said that what Feng Yichen was suffering from was an extremely rare cold poison, maybe Qin Sha could help him get rid of the cold poison.

A group of people copied the small door in the backyard of An Guohou's mansion and left Ziyue Xuan silently, went straight to Chen Wang's mansion, entered Chen Wang's mansion, Zhan Feng led Xi Wanqing, and Mo Yu went straight to Feng Yichen's house bedroom.

(End of this chapter)