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Of course Jiang Yuebai didn't really faint.

But she really had a fever, smoke was coming from her throat, her head felt like lead, she felt dizzy, heavy and heavy, her eyelids dropped and she couldn't open her eyes.

Rolling fatigue hit her, reminding her of the feelings she had before her sudden death in her previous life.

You should rest when you need to.

Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she fell into a light sleep, letting Liang Xiaobao carry her to the west hall.Li Chun followed closely, holding her hand and trotting all the way, anxious.

When Li Beichen arrived at the West Side Hall, Han Ziqian followed him.

Jiang Yuebai was lying on the couch in the side room with a wet towel on his head. Li Chun was wiping Jiang Yuebai's face with the wet towel.

Jiang Xian lowered his hands and stood some distance away from the bed, seeming to be thinking about something.There were two little maids and two little eunuchs standing in the room, all of them were very scared.

With so many major events happening in a row, everyone in the palace was cautious about their words and deeds.

The atmosphere was heavy.

Seeing the Holy One coming in, everyone in the room knelt down.

"Jiang Xian, have you seen it? How is Concubine Jianing doing?"

Jiang Xian was a little dazed upon hearing this.In such a short period of time, she actually advanced again?Promoted to concubine?Is there still a ban?

Jiang Xian looked surprised, as if he was thinking about it, and then reported Jiang Yuebai's condition to the emperor.

It was probably the golden sore on the left arm that was not sutured in time, and the dirty water had become pus-filled and inflamed. At the same time, he suffered from wind and cold, and evil spirits entered the body, so he developed a high fever.Coupled with excessive sadness, he fainted.

He has already prescribed the medicine, and Mao Yuliang has arranged for a bodyguard to ride on horseback and take another imperial doctor to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine. When he comes back, he can cook the medicinal soup on the spot.

But the wound on his left arm needed to be stitched up by his brother Jiang Yu after the numbing was done.

Li Beichen stared at Jiang Yuebai on the bed with his eyes closed and a look of pain on his face, speechless and heartbroken.He suffered such a serious injury, but he didn't say a word and just endured it.He accidentally pressed her left arm several times last night, and he never saw her cry out in pain.

Jiaojiao, why are you so stupid?

It wasn't just Li Beichen who thought Jiang Yuebai was stupid, but also Han Ziqian.

Looking at Jiang Yuebai coldly, he hated that iron could not become steel.

In Han Ziqian's eyes, Jiang Yuebai was not only stupid, but extremely stupid.You save this and that all day long, but you don’t know how to deal with it when you are injured?You worked your butt off to be promoted to the concubine position, but if you die from this illness, all your efforts will not be in vain, making others gloat and laugh at your misfortune.

Li Beichen sat next to Jiang Yuebai, held her hot hand and said, "Jiaojiao, you should rest in peace and recover and get well soon."

Jiang Yuebai was in a daze due to fever. Hearing the emperor's voice, under conditioned reflex, he suddenly sat up with his hands on his hands and said, "Your Majesty~"

Ouch again, the left hand holding him screamed out in pain.

"There's no need to be polite. Lie down quickly." Li Beichen looked at Jiang Yuebai, who seemed to be in a coma, and said softly, "I'm going to treat my hand. I'll see you later."

He turned to look at Li Chun and saw an unfamiliar face, frowning slightly, "Are you Concubine Jianing's new maid?"

"Back to the emperor, your servant Lichun just entered the Taorui Palace yesterday to serve the empress." Lichun replied timidly.

Li Beichen said coldly: "Serve your mother-in-law well, I will keep my eye on you. If there is any mistake, you are the only one to ask. If there is any disloyalty, I will punish you nine tribes."

After hearing these words, everyone present was trembling with fear, with cold sweat covering their backs.

If the empress is well, everyone is well; if the empress is not good, everyone will be buried with their families.

Han Ziqian's lips curled up with a hint of invisible sarcasm. Ever since he was a child, he had never seen the emperor lose his sense of proportion for a person like this.

Li Beichen performed the operation in the inner room of the main room of the side hall.The two court judges added Han Ziqian as Jiang Yu's assistant.

Jiang Yuming and everyone took off their clothes outside and put on clean white mourning clothes.There were no men's clothes in the Cining Palace, and a large number of newly made mourning clothes were delivered at the last moment, just in time for the surgery.

He also ordered everyone to cut their bald nails and wash their hands three times with hot water soaked in soap locust.

Put all the utensils to be used on the charcoal basin through the fire.

Li Beichen took the Ma Fei Powder that he had prepared long ago.Han Ziqian advised: "Your Majesty can take Qingxin Dan, which can relieve pain."

Li Beichen said calmly, "No need."

He had a strange mentality. After hearing Jiang Yu say that the pain the Queen Mother endured last night was equivalent to the pain of repeatedly breaking off her hand, he wanted to experience how painful it was to experience the pain the Queen Mother endured.

Facts have proved that this kind of pain is really not something that ordinary people can endure, even if they take Ma Fei San.

Li Beichen finally bit a piece of cotton towel to avoid biting off his tongue in pain.

Jiang Yu didn't mean to cut the flesh slowly with a knife, but Li Beichen's bones were misplaced in the fight last night and were fixed by the splint because of the healing ointment. They couldn't be cut with one stroke.

You can only determine the dislocation by touching the bones with your hands and pressing them, and then separate them one place at a time. There is no one-size-fits-all approach.

This kind of pain was comparable to the pain that the Queen Mother endured last night, the pain of cutting flesh and bones with a dull knife.

Li Beichen fainted from the pain and woke up again, groaning in pain and not yelling for a moment.

The sweat all over his body became wet one after another, and tears also came out.

Scenes from his childhood flashed through his mind, and he kept shouting loudly in his heart, "Mother Queen".

It seemed like this would make him feel better mentally.

Han Ziqian guessed the filial piety of Li Beichen's surrogate mother, but he believed that the emperor needed to take charge of the overall situation at this time. As the emperor, it was unnecessary to torture oneself like this. It also consumed a lot of energy and was not good for physical and mental health.

"Your Majesty, use the Qingxin Pill quickly."

Li Beichen finally nodded while struggling.

With the emperor's permission, Han Ziqian picked up the wooden box that Jiang Yu had always kept at hand, took out the white elixir inside, pulled off the towel from the emperor's mouth, and stuffed the white elixir into the emperor's mouth with super fast hands. Done in one go.

Li Beichen rolled his eyes and fainted, then woke up again.

The operation was over at this time, and he was lying on the couch alone, looking forward quietly.

Han Ziqian crossed his arms and sat on a chair nearby.

"How is the emperor feeling? The operation went well." Han Ziqian asked warmly.

Li Beichen looked at Han Ziqian quietly, his eyes were calm, and he said hoarsely: "Much better."

After experiencing the heartbreaking pain of his mother last night, he also experienced the magic of pain relief and tranquility brought by Qingxin Pill. It was as if he had experienced life and death, and his heart was particularly peaceful.

After being silent for a long time, he said: "After this experience, I understand my mother. Maybe Young Master is right. It is a relief for her to leave without pain and dignity. If it were me, I would order Young Master Han to do this." "

Li Beichen roughly guessed the whole story, although he didn't know exactly.

He didn't want to ask, because he was sure that the queen mother passed away peacefully and without pain.It must be like what he did just now, trusting Mr. Han so much that he willingly listened to the advice and took the medicine.

Not many people dare to do this like Mr. Han, even if it means ending one person's pain.

Han Ziqian understood what the emperor meant and hurriedly lowered his head and knelt down, "I am guilty. Please punish me."

Li Beichen said calmly: "What crime did Master Han have?"

The emperor's suspicion returned again.

His mind automatically connected all the clues and came up with a strange guess.

Mr. Han has not been married and had children for so many years, and has a cold temperament.As a man, what he cares about most is what is on his body.Without that thing, you can't be called a man.Now he is mercilessly wielding his sword from the palace. Could it be because he and his mother are from the same family, and he has always been silently admiring and guarding her mother.

As for why the Queen Mother knew about Mr. Han's admiration, could it be because Mr. Han had expressed something to the Queen Mother?Perhaps it was precisely because of Mr. Han's infatuation that his mother entrusted him with her final death?
Li Beichen felt a little weird in his heart. He felt that thinking like this was blasphemy and disrespectful to his mother, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry with himself.

He also knew that asking directly would not yield anything useful, and Mr. Han would just remain silent or make some high-sounding remarks.

The eyes looking at Mr. Han were complicated and deep.