Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 360 It's Thighs Not Butt

"Alive?"

"Slave promises."

"But why does he look like a dead man?"

In Concubine Ming's memory, her son had always looked like a pure white boy with a complexion like snow and a face like a crown of jade.

But at this moment, the son's face was gray, as if covered with a layer of dead air.

Even the lip color is completely gone.

What's the difference between this and a dead person?
Concubine Ming asked the imperial physician who was standing there blankly: "What kind of disease does King Xuan suffer from?"

"This..." The imperial physician was in a dilemma, "Forgive me for my incompetence, I really can't diagnose it."

"You..." Concubine Ming said angrily, "With such poor medical skills, you still have the nerve to be an imperial physician. You go back and find another imperial physician with good medical skills!"

The imperial doctor smiled wryly: "The best medical skill in the imperial hospital is Dong Zhangyuan, but he..."

"Then invite him."

"You can't come anymore." The imperial physician lamented, "Director Dong... is dead."

"Dead? When?"

"Your Majesty, don't you know?" Chen Hong answered, "Physician Dong has been missing for several years, because of this, there was a big disturbance between Yannan County Palace and Shu Palace, and even the emperor issued an order to avoid any more trouble. Early this morning, Jin Yiwei fished up the corpse of Imperial Physician Dong from Mawei Lake. That corpse, ah, is too horrible to look at."

Concubine Ming was stunned when she heard this: "So many things have happened. Yannan County Prince's Mansion...why did they also seek Imperial Physician Dong? Who is sick?"

"I heard that the young master of the Prince's Mansion of Yannan County is ill."

"Is it Ci'er?" Concubine Ming's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly asked.

"It seems... right, there is only one young master in the Prince's Mansion of Yannan County." Chen Hong thought to himself, hearing this tone, when did the empress become so familiar with the children of the Prince's Mansion of Yannan County.

Concubine Ming showed anxiety, and murmured: "Ci'er is ill, what should I do, the princess must be dying of anxiety."

Chen Hong said weakly: "Madam, the prince..."

"Ci'er is sick, he's still lying here!" Concubine Ming stared angrily at her son on the bed, "Hurry up and think of a solution!"

Chen Hong was about to cry: "Madam, our lord's illness is even worse, and he's in a coma. You, don't you think about priorities. It's better to ignore outsiders, and think about how to save the lord first. of."

"outsider?"

Concubine Ming frowned, wanted to say something, but held back.

She sat on the edge of the bed and touched her son's face.

On a hot day, his skin felt cool.

He put his fingers in front of his nose again, and there was indeed a little warm breath.

"Yuan'er, Yuan'er!" Concubine Ming called out twice.

Didn't get any response.

Concubine Ming was silent for a while, then slowly raised her hand, grabbed a golden hairpin, and pulled it out——

Chen Hong stared wide-eyed, and said hastily: "Your Majesty, this is..."

"To shut up."

With trembling hands, Concubine Ming aimed the golden hairpin at her son, closed her eyes, and stabbed it hard!

Amidst Chen Hong's screams, Concubine Ming heard a low moan in her ears.

"Mother, what are you... doing?"

Concubine Ming opened her eyes in surprise, and she saw her son open his eyes, full of confusion and astonishment.

Concubine Ming cheered: "Son, are you awake?"

"You won't wake up from stabbing you?" Gu Changyuan moved his eyes, looking at himself, "Why did you stab my ass?"

"I remember you reading when you were a child. There was a sentence that said, the head hangs from the beam, and the awl pierces the buttocks." Concubine Ming explained seriously, "I don't have an awl, so I used a gold hairpin instead. I didn't expect it to be quite effective."

Gu Changyuan: "...Mom, that butt is the thigh, not the butt! I beg you to read more books, okay?"

(End of this chapter)