Chapter 795 - 795: It Begins (2)
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The weather at the end of April shouldnât be like this.
It must be an illusion!
He cringed and continued to listen intently.
Then, he felt the temperature around him drop again, as if it was about to freeze him into ice.
Surrounded by that cold aura, the imperial physician could not calm down at all. He looked around and unexpectedly met a beautiful face that was as cold as ice.
He clearly knew that His Highness could not see, but he felt that the other party was staring at him.
The imperial physician wiped his cold sweat and something flashed across his mind. He quickly waved his hand and said, âNo, no. Iâm old and my eyesight isnât good. Why donât you do the acupuncture for His Highness in the future?â
The imperial physician wiped his cold sweat and something flashed across his mind. He quickly waved his hand and said, âNo, no. Iâm old and my eyesight isnât good. Why donât you do the acupuncture for His Highness in the future?â
With that, he glanced at Xuanyuan Ce without a trace. Indeed, his expression had improved.
His life was saved, but the imperial physician wanted to cry. This learning opportunity was so rare.
Ji Luo didnât stop what he was doing. âThere are so many imperial physicians in the imperial hospital. Since itâs inconvenient for Senior, letâs get someone else.â
In other words, if your eyesight isnât good, find someone with good eyesight.
âThose young juniors are inexperienced. I donât dare to let them inject His Highness. What if something goes wrong when theyâre nervous?â At this point, he looked troubled.
He didnât dare to curse, as long as the meaning was there.
Ji Luo was speechless.
Shen Yijia and Song Jingchen returned and happened to hear this conversation. She rolled her eyes. âIsnât there anyone in the entire Imperial Hospital who has good eyesight and experience?â
The imperial physicianâs heart was crying. He braced himself and said, âNo.â
Shen Yijia muttered in disdain, âThe people from the Imperial Hospital are so useless!â
The imperial physician was speechless.
âYour Highness, for you, Iâve lost the reputation of the entire imperial hospital.â
Shen Yijia frowned. âWe canât ask Mother to enter the palace every day, right?â
Song Jingchen, who had seen through everything, said in amusement, âItâs indeed inconvenient for Mother to enter the palace every day to give His Highness acupuncture.â
He paused and noticed Xuanyuan Ceâs expression instantly darken. He continued, âWhy donât you let His Highness recuperate at our place for the time being?
âAfter all, itâs not easy to insert a needle into your head. You wonât feel at ease leaving it to others.â
Xuanyuan Ce was satisfied.
The imperial physician quickly added, âSir, youâre right. Thatâs what I mean.â
Xuanyuan Ce, who had been silent all this while, suddenly sighed and said, âIf thereâs really an accident, itâs my fate. Itâs no wonder that there are others.
Imperial Physician Meng, you donât have to feel pressured.â
Song Jingchen thought to himself, âI didnât know you were so good at acting.â
Xuanyuan Ce thought, âSame to you.â
Ji Luo had already placed the last needle. She glanced at Xuanyuan Ce and said indifferently, âWeâll leave the palace after 15 minutes.â
Xuanyuan Ce said, âAlright!â
Shen Yijia looked at the imperial physician, then at Xuanyuan Ce. She whispered in Song Jingchenâs ear, âHubby, why do I feel that something is wrong?â
Song Jingchen smiled. âI think somethingâs wrong too.â
If Xuanyuan Ce wanted to leave the palace to recuperate, he naturally had to obtain the permission of the emperor and Empress Dowager Zhou. As soon as Ji Luo agreed, Chu Feng went to report.
The emperor was easy to talk to, so Chu Feng chose to tell the truth.
However, it was different when it came to Empress Dowager Zhou. He made sure to mention that Xuanyuan Ceâs condition was serious, so serious Ji Luo was the only one who could treat him. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
As expected, Empress Dowager Zhou agreed. She even asked him about the environment of his small courtyard and if there was anyone serving him. If there was really no other way, they could move to the residence.
Chu Feng did not dare to make this decision. He could only say that he would ask His Highness for his opinion.
Thinking of Ji Luoâs presence, Empress Dowager Zhou suppressed the thought or maK1ng a trip to tne yurple mansion Hall personally. sne glancea at enu Feng and said, âGo back and ask Ce l er how to deal with the Yu family.â Chu Feng was stunned and retreated.
When he returned to the Purple Mansion Hall, Ji Luo had just finished acupuncture for Xuanyuan Ce.
âYour Majesty and the Empress Dowager have agreed to let His Highness leave the palace to recuperate.â
With that, he whispered something in Xuanyuan Ceâs ear.
Xuanyuan Ce frowned. âWhere is she locked up?â
There was a secret room in the palace of the Xuanyuan Kingdom for important prisoners.
There was no daylight inside. It was made of stone bricks on all sides, and there was only a bowl-sized hole in the door. Apart from being used for ventilation, it was also to facilitate the delivery of food to prisoners.
In the dark room, Xuanyuan Ye buried her head in her knees and curled up into a ball. She did not even look at the steamed bun Madam Yu handed over. Madam Yuâs heart ached and she felt helpless. She advised, âYeâer, please eat.â
âWhy did you do that?â Xuanyuan Ye interrupted her coldly.. âSince you did it, why couldnât you hide the secret well?â