The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 71 Healing the Emperor

Wen Yi originally thought that the royal family was harmonious. At least, there would not be too much suspense about the heir to the throne. After all, the emperor's only two sons were capable, and the third prince was young and dull in talent. If he could be established as the crown prince, then there are only Song Yunqian and Song Yungang at the moment.Song Yunqian was born of the empress and was the eldest son, while Song Yungang was born of the concubine Rong and was the eldest son. The suspense of the throne is nothing more than whether to establish the eldest son or establish the first son.

"Your brother, do you want to be the emperor?" Wen Yi was a little frightened when she said these words, she really didn't want Song Yunqian to be involved in the vortex of the battle for the throne, if she was not careful, she would never be able to recover.

Song Yunqian took a deep breath, "He may not think so now, it is probably because of jealousy. If the king was established as the crown prince in the early years, he may not have any objections. Now, he and the king have rifts, and he can't see the king. Okay. Besides, father is only 43 this year, and he is in his prime, even if he wanted to be emperor, he would not plan so early."

People in ancient times got married early and had children early. The emperor got Song Yungang at the age of 16, and Song Yungang is just 27 this year.

43 years old is really not a very old age.

Wen Yi sighed softly, "You'd better express your heart to your royal father early on, that you have no intention of taking the throne, otherwise, this thing will keep happening."

Song Yunqian looked at her, slightly startled, and said, "You mean you don't want me to be the emperor?"

Wen Yi was startled, and looked up at him, "Do you want to be the emperor?"

Song Yunqian's face was calm, his eyes were deep, and he said slowly: "Whether you want to or not, is not within the control of this king. Being born in the emperor's family, some things have already been preordained. I will also support this king, this is my fate, and this king may not be able to escape."

Wen Yi was overwhelmed, as if there were thousands of chaotic thoughts in her heart, and she couldn't find the answer.

She had a glimpse of his intentions. After all, he had the idea of ​​fighting for the throne.

That's okay, if he loses her in the future, he will have a happy life with the woman from Sangong Sixth Courtyard accompanying him after all.

"Are you unhappy?" Song Yunqian carefully observed her face and asked.

Wen Yiqiang squeezed out a slight smile, "No, it's a good thing that you have ideals."

He held her hand, hugged her gently in his arms, and promised: "If this king rules the world, you must be the queen."

Wen Yi lay on his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat, but her heart couldn't settle down no matter what.

Days of continuous rain caused flash floods and landslides, which buried a village outside the city, destroyed many houses, and injured many lives.

The emperor woke up that day with a terrible headache, and he couldn't even go to the morning court. The imperial doctor came to treat him, but he only temporarily relieved the pain. An hour was not enough, and the pain made him lose his temper.

The servants in front of the imperial court had no choice but to go out and invite Zhuge Ming.

Zhuge Ming opened the prescription and said: "The emperor is stagnant in his heart, his anxiety is rising, his anger is strong, and he has been exposed to freezing rain, which has caused stagnation of Qi and blood, and the blood vessels are blocked. The medicine prescribed by Caomin needs to be taken for ten days. curative effect."

The emperor was furious, "However, within these ten days, I still endure the pain of this day's death?"

Zhuge Ming said shamelessly: "Ten days is enough to relieve the pain, not completely relieve the pain. Your Majesty, when it hurts, you can cover your forehead with cold water."

Head wind pain is very difficult to treat, because various causes and constitutions are different, and the symptoms caused are not painful. There is no specific treatment method, but it can only be adjusted slowly according to the constitution to make the blood flow unobstructed.

The emperor was furious, Tianwei was completely disrespectful in front of the pain, he said angrily: "Is there any other way to relieve the pain?"

Zhuge Ming shook his head, "Your Majesty, there is no other way. When the headache flares up, the pain is unstoppable. The only way to suppress the pain is cold water. Cold water constricts the blood vessels and relieves the pain."

The emperor's face was livid, and his still handsome face was slightly distorted by the pain. He waved his hand and said to Zhuge Ming: "Go out and find some five stone powder for me. Now I have internal and external troubles, and I can't rest for ten days."

Zhuge was so frightened that he quickly knelt down, "Your Majesty, Wushi powder is a poison, which can hurt the soul and the body, so it must not be taken."

"Nonsense, Wushi powder is made by alchemists, why can't you take it? Besides, even if it is poisonous, you can't die for a while, so go right away, even if I cripple this body, I don't want to endure this kind of pain." The emperor said. Suppressing his anger, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he spoke coldly.

Zhuge Ming raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, do you still remember Dr. Wen who treated the prince? She is good at acupuncture and moxibustion can suppress pain. How about calling her into the palace to treat the emperor?"

The emperor frowned, "Didn't you say that this person's character is not good?"

Zhuge Ming shyly said, "Your Majesty, if it can be cured, just give her a reward, it's better than taking five stone powder."

The emperor pondered for a moment, and said: "Xiao Dezi, go to the medical hall immediately and declare her into the palace."

Zhuge Ming said: "Your Majesty, Dr. Wen is now living in the Ning'an Palace, and the Emperor can order someone to go to the Ning'an Palace to announce it!"

The emperor was taken aback, "How could she live in the palace?"

Zhuge Ming explained: "Now she is treating Ke'er in the palace, and it is quite effective."

Hearing this, the emperor looked slightly relieved, and said: "If her treatment for Ke'er is also effective, it must be that her medical skills are really good. Xiao Dezi, go to the palace to announce her to the palace, and you must enter the palace immediately."

Zhuge Ming breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't want Wen Yi to enter the palace, but the emperor actually wanted to take Wushi powder, if the empress dowager knew about the damage to the dragon's body, the empress dowager would be furious and would have to question all the imperial doctors. Even he is not exonerated.

Wen Yi soon followed Xiao Dezi into the palace, accompanied by Song Yunqian.

Wen Yi entered the Qiankun Palace, the emperor's bedroom. The huge palace was luxuriously decorated, and the bright yellow color everywhere showed the wealth of the heavenly family and the majesty of the emperor.

Wen Yi was a little apprehensive, Zhuge Ming said softly to her: "Don't be afraid, just don't reveal your identity."

After the national teacher spoke for a while, Wen Yi also knew that she must not reveal her identity, otherwise, there would be trouble again.

The emperor was lying on the long couch in the bedroom, covered with a bright yellow brocade embroidered golden dragon brocade quilt, his eyes were closed, and his brows were furrowed in pain.

Xiao Dezi stepped forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Doctor Wen is here!"

The emperor opened his eyes slightly, and his sharp eyes fell on Wen Yi's face.Although Wen Yi had met the emperor many times, because she was his daughter-in-law, he always looked at her with a little more kindness.But now, she entered the palace as a strange doctor, and he had to rely on her for treatment, but he would inevitably have some doubts and guard against her.

Even though he was sick, his tone was very dignified, "Come here!"

Wen Yi stepped forward according to her words, and bowed to salute, "The daughter of the people sees the emperor."

The emperor hummed, "Zhuge Ming said that you are good at acupuncture!" The words were concise and to the point, and he didn't want to bother with one more word, which shows that he is in pain now.

Wen Yi said softly: "Your majesty, please stretch out your hand and let the daughter of the people take the emperor's pulse."

The emperor stretched out a hand from the brocade quilt, Wen Yi held it gently, picked up a soft pillow and stuffed it under the back of his hand, then put his three fingers together, and printed the pulse on his wrist.

Wen Yi listened to the pulse, took out the needle pack from the medicine box, and took out two slender needles. The emperor opened his eyes and saw it. He was startled, and his face changed suddenly, "You...you don't have shorter needles?"

Wen Yi was slightly taken aback, she never thought that the emperor, who was always high and majestic, would be afraid of a small needle. She grinned, like a ray of sunshine blooming during the bleak autumn rain, the emperor's terrified expression at this moment made her Thinking of the expressions on the faces of the children who were about to receive injections during her internship in the pediatrics department, she felt warmed up, and said comforting words to the children: "Hey, this needle is long, but it doesn't hurt at all. I'll give it to you after the injection." Eating candy."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she suddenly felt something was wrong, and hurriedly bowed and said: "The emperor forgives the sin, the daughter of the people was talking nonsense for a while."

The emperor was expressionless, but looked at her with strange eyes, and said: "You are quite bold, little girl, well, I forgive you for your innocence, but the needle needs to be changed."

Wen Yi said in embarrassment: "Then, okay." She took out a smaller needle from the needle bag, as thin as a vellus hair, but one was as long as chopsticks, a full one-third longer than the original one.

The emperor stared at her dumbfounded.

Wen Yi said: "The needle has been changed, Your Majesty, please close your eyes, the girl is going to give the needle."

The emperor stretched out his hand to block it, and said indiscriminately: "Wait a moment, I am a little thirsty, little Dezi, I will serve you with tea."

Wen Yi backed away, and said with a smile: "The emperor is afraid?"

The emperor took the water from Xiao Dezi, took a sip, and said coldly: "Will I be afraid? When I was the prince, thousands of troops and horses wielded swords in front of me. I have never had the slightest fear. Now, I will be afraid of this." A little embroidery needle?"

Wen Yi hummed, brought a chair, sat in front of the bed, and said, "Your Majesty, a girl has heard a story, I wonder if the Emperor is interested in hearing it?"

Seeing that Wen Yi didn't give the injection, the emperor relaxed his guard, and said delaying time: "Okay, you can just tell me, I like to listen to stories, but it has to be interesting, if it's not interesting, I'll behead you immediately."

Wen Yi hid the needle in her sleeve and said, "Okay, the girl massages the emperor's head while telling stories."

As she spoke, she stretched out both hands, and let the emperor see that her hands were empty, then she put her hands on the emperor's temples, rubbed them lightly, and said, "Once upon a time, there was a man named Tian Ji who bet a lot of money on horse racing with the king of Qi." The race is divided into three races. Tian Ji really wants to win this race, but he knows that King Qi’s horse is much better than his horse, so he has no chance of winning. So he asked a man named Sun Bin for advice. This Sun Bin is a A man of great wisdom, he made suggestions for Tian Ji, let Tian Ji use his low-grade horse to align with the king's high-grade horse, and lost the first game. In the end, Tian Ji used his high-grade horse to align with the king's middle-grade horse, and won another game. In the end, Tian Ji won the race. Your majesty, tell me, is this Sun Bin a wise man?"

After the emperor was stunned for a while, he immediately patted the edge of the bed with his hand and said, "Good strategy, good strategy!"

Wen Yi quickly pressed his hand, and said: "Your Majesty, don't move, the needle has already been pierced!"

The emperor was startled, his eyes turned drippingly, feeling that both temples had already been pricked, he looked at Wen Yi with a strange expression on his face, "You are also a wise man."

Wen Yi smiled, "Your Majesty has praised you, so please close your eyes and just wait for a while!"

The emperor closed his eyes according to his words, Wen Yi breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to meet Xiao Dezi's admiring eyes, and she smiled in greeting.

(End of this chapter)