Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 6
Donghe's arrival was within Donghua's expectation.

Donghua sat quietly on the main seat in the main hall. Seeing Donghe coming in, he didn't intend to salute, nor did he intend to give up his seat.

At that time, the atmosphere inside looked very weird, and the evil smile on the corner of Donghua's mouth was still hanging on his lips.

"Your Majesty, sit down as you please, Hezhou, and serve tea!" His words were full of the master's taste, not to mention in Prince An's Mansion, even in the palace, Donghua is also like this, Donghe clenched his hands behind him, He had to bear it, his father could bear it, so could he, so he sat on the guest chair on Donghua's right.

"The battle report that came out a few days ago was wrong, but fortunately the emperor's uncle came back safe and sound, otherwise they will all die!"

Donghua's hand that lifted the teacup suddenly stopped, and slowly raised his eyes to look at Donghe, without saying a word.

Donghe's heart was awe-inspiring, but he still said: "I heard that the emperor's uncle is ill, so I brought the imperial doctor Xue to show the emperor." After speaking, he turned around and called out to the crowd outside: "Xue Chenglin, don't come here yet. !"

Xue Chenglin, whose name was called, walked out of the crowd tremblingly, crawled forward, and knelt down on the ground: "The old minister sees the emperor, sees the prince."

"Get up, and quickly check the emperor's uncle!"

The moment Xue Chenglin got up, Donghua suddenly let out a sneer: "The emperor is making a fuss over a molehill. It's nothing to be sick, but the person who misrepresented the information should really be ashamed. Even Your Majesty also said just now that if this king hadn't returned safe and sound, he would be to blame for his death!"

Donghe's heart was already churning, but he still looked at Donghua without changing his expression and said, "The emperor's uncle is injured, so he should arrange for an examination and recuperation. The emperor's uncle is from Xiliang, so how can it be considered a trivial matter."

The corners of Donghua's mouth raised slightly, and he said, "That's right, if this king is really safe and sound, then this king will be the one to blame for all death, come up and check."

Only then did Xue Chenglin slowly step forward to feel Donghua's pulse. After a long while, he was startled and his brows were tightly knit together. Then he felt that he had made a mistake, and then sank down to check carefully. After confirming again and again , he asked in a hurried voice: "My lord has palpitations and chest tightness, and the wound becomes hot and itchy at night? But the wound does not heal again and again?"

It's not that Xue Chenglin doesn't understand Donghe's meaning, he came here to show Donghua off, but with the heart of a doctor, he couldn't take into account Donghe's livid face at the moment.

"Mr. Xue is good at medicine. You can tell after you try it. This king's injury is just a minor injury, and it's not a problem."

"My lord, you were poisoned when you were injured. If it was a few days ago, it was entirely possible to detoxify, but now... now..." Xue Chenglin became panicked as he spoke.

Before Donghua could ask, Donghe said, "But what!"

"Reporting to the emperor, this poison has entered the blood of the prince, and his life is in danger!"

"Is there a solution?"

"No solution." Xue Chenglin knelt down as he spoke.

Those who heard the words couldn't help sighing. Is this Prince An really dying soon?
"Your Majesty, does this count as my return safe and sound?" Donghua squinted his eyes tightly, uttering the words almost word for word.

"Come here! Lin Tong lied about the military and was sentenced to death. He will be beheaded at noon tomorrow for public display!"

(End of this chapter)