Full-level Medical Repair Returns To True and False Thousand Gold Texts - Chapter 342

“Auntie!”

Chu Yi happened to see the scene of Fengyang falling from the Taishi chair, and exclaimed, the usually elegant, dignified and light-hearted youth showed a rare moving expression.

He stepped forward with three steps and two steps, quickly caught Fengyang’s falling body, and his strong arms supported her firmly.

The emperor who was in deep thought came to his senses and saw Fengyang sweating profusely in Chu Yi’s arms, his eyes closed and motionless.

Her face was so pale that there was no blood at all, a little bit of sweat rolled down from the corner of her forehead, and her teeth were clenched.

The gray-haired old woman usually looked energetic, but now she was hugged by the young man with ease. Against the background of his tall figure, she looked so thin and weak.

“Aunt! Aunt!” The emperor called out twice in a row.

But Fengyang closed her eyes tightly and didn’t react at all. She was unconscious and looked weak and was dying.

The emperor’s gray brows furrowed deeply, and he hurriedly said in a loud voice: “Come here, hurry up, Imperial Physician Xuan.”

The big **** Zhao Rang also heard the movement outside and heard the sound. He was about to give orders to retire when he heard Chu Yi say again: “Go and bring the second girl Gu into the palace.”

The    emperor nodded hastily, a flash of light flashed in his flustered eyes, “Yes, yes, go and pick up Yan Fei!”

Compared with those imperial physicians, Gu Yanfei must have a better way.

Zhao Rang hurriedly withdrew. On the one hand, he asked his inner servant to go to Xuan Imperial Doctor, and on the other hand, he personally went out of the palace and went to the Gu residence to pick him up.

This time, when Gu Yanfei rushed to the south study room at the fastest speed, about half an hour passed.

“Second Lady Gu, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess is inside.”

“The man has been in a coma for half an hour.”

“Several imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital have also consulted with His Highness, but they can’t tell what the illness is.”

“…”

Gu Yanfei was led by a middle-aged servant for a while, Feng Yang was lying on a beautiful couch, still unconscious, surrounded by the emperor, Chu Yi and the imperial physicians.

The arrival of Gu Yanfei made the imperial physicians secretly relieved, and the imperial physicians who were sweating in cold sweat were quickly invited out.

The matter was urgent, and Gu Yanfei was not in a hurry to salute the emperor, so he went to check Fengyang first.

She sat down on a stool beside the beauty’s couch, stretched out three fingers and gently placed them between Fengyang’s wrists, checking her pulse, her eyes half-drooping.

After    three breaths, Gu Yanfei put his hand away, only sighed slightly, the expression on his face was a mixture of understanding and helplessness.

“I’ll give her an injection.”

Gu Yanfei said, taking out the needle bag, and after burning the silver needle with candlelight, he began to lay the needle for Fengyang.

The first acupuncture is at Renzhong, the second at Jingming, and the third…

Seven silver needles sealed Fengyang’s seven orifices, and finally attached a talisman to the Tianling cover.

The whole process was only a short cup of tea, and even the emperor did not dare to disturb him, he just watched quietly and frowned.

Soon, Feng Yang’s complexion recovered a little blood, his originally weak breathing became steady, and his chest undulated.

Even people who don’t know medical skills can see that Fengyang’s “condition” has temporarily stabilized.

Fengyang’s personal maid and the maid of the palace all let out a sigh of relief.

Chu Yi took a few steps forward, naturally held Gu Yanfei’s hand, and made a gesture with the other hand. The two of them followed the emperor and filed out in a short while, leaving the maid and the maid to take care of them unconscious. of Fengyang.

The emperor took Chu Yi and Gu Yanfei out of the South Study and went to the Qianqing Palace.

The dark clouds in the sky are thicker and thicker, and even the sky is a little darker. It seems that there is a dignified atmosphere in the entire palace.

After arriving at the Dongnuan Pavilion in the Qianqing Palace, the emperor couldn’t wait to ask, “Yan Fei, how is the condition of Princess Fengyang?”

The sadness between the emperor’s eyebrows could not be removed.

Chu Yi waved his hand silently, and several of the servants withdrew, including the **** Zhao Rang.

There were only the three of them in the empty warm pavilion.

The house was quiet, the window was open, the breeze blowing into the house was filled with a little floral fragrance, and the unicorn-patterned sapphire incense burner in the corner was spitting out light blue smoke.

Gu Yanfei stared at the worried emperor in front of him, and said slowly, “Your Majesty, Your Highness the First Princess is not sick, but the end of his life.”

“…” The emperor’s thin body shook, he staggered to support the small square coffee table next to him, and stabilized his body.

The emperor looked at Chu Yi eagerly, Chu Yi nodded lightly, he heard Gu Yanfei mention this.

The emperor slowly sat down with the coffee table, a bitter taste in his mouth spread to his heart.

Fengyang is already sixty-eight years old, and he is very young, even older than the previous emperor. The end of his longevity is actually not a very sudden thing, the emperor has long been mentally prepared.

but…

The emperor rubbed his eyebrows, remembering the scene where Fengyang fainted just now, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Yan Fei, why did she suddenly faint today?”

“Are you sick?”

After the    question was asked, the emperor immediately rejected it himself: “No, it’s not sick.”

If she was sick, Gu Yanfei had just checked Fengyang’s pulse and administered acupuncture. The next step should be to talk about Fengyang’s illness and the plan for her diagnosis and treatment, rather than a simple sentence: Life is coming.

If Fengyang is free from illness and disaster, she should die peacefully in her dream, and she should die peacefully in her dream. Why is she in such pain now, as if she is suffering from bone-eroding pain? !

The emperor’s expression became solemn.

Gu Yanfei glanced in the direction of Xiaojian where Feng Yang was, and said, “Your Highness’s soul is imprisoned. After death, it will be scattered and will not be able to enter the reincarnation. I just found His Highness’s soul that has been damaged when I checked the pulse of His Highness…” Feng Yang Time is running out.

“What?” the emperor blurted out in disbelief, his face pale, and his weak body swayed again, shaky.

Obviously, Gu Yanfei’s remarks caused him a huge blow.

The emperor muttered to himself in despair: “The soul is scattered, and I can’t enter the reincarnation…”

To be born as a human being and to lose one’s soul is probably the most cruel ending, which means that a person has no afterlife, this life is the end, and there is nothing to look forward to.

The temperature suddenly plummeted, and the air was tinged with the coldness of autumn frost.

“Your Majesty, I once asked His Highness why this happened, but she refused to say it.” At the same time as Gu Yanfei spoke, he felt his cold fingertips warm, and Chu Yi’s slender fingers hooked her.

The emperor sat there in surprise, lowered his eyes, and said nothing for a long time, his body trembling and hunched.

After a long silence, he raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and said in a hoarse voice: “I may know.”

The emperor rubbed his eyebrows wearily and motioned for the two to sit down.

Chu Yi took Gu Yanfei’s hand and led her to sit down at the east window. With her right hand, she gently stroked her jet-black hair and the back of her neck. She took out the tea cup and tried the temperature of the tea before handing it to her. .

Gu Yanfei smiled at him, the smile was shallow, and even the two willow eyebrows had soft ripples.

The emperor calmed down. When he looked up, he happened to see the scene where the two children looked at each other and smiled. He couldn’t help but warm his heart.

The emperor coughed twice, cleared his throat, and asked earnestly, “Yan Fei, can you possibly see when the imperial aunt’s soul was damaged?”

“About twenty years.” Gu Yanfei roughly estimated, “No matter how specific the date is, I can’t judge.”

The emperor grabbed the armrest of the chair with one hand, his eyes widened, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows seemed to have become deeper, and he nodded heavily: “That’s probably right.”

Twenty years ago? With a thoughtful look on Chu Yi’s handsome face, he handed a plate of candied fruit beside him to Gu Yanfei.

Gu Yanfei picked up a candied begonia and put it in his mouth.

The emperor rationalized his thoughts and explained this long-standing incident: “This was 21 years ago, when Emperor Taizu had just died, and the previous emperor had not officially ascended the throne…”

“After seventy-seven and forty-nine days, the late emperor, the emperor’s aunt, and other officials escorted Taizu’s coffin to the imperial tomb for burial.”

“That night, everyone spent the night in the palace near the imperial mausoleum. The late emperor kept a vigil at the imperial mausoleum and prepared for the next day’s ritual. Who would have thought that in the middle of the night, the late emperor led thousands of avant-garde guards to surround the palace, forcing the emperor’s aunt to hand over ” The Great Ancestor’s Hand Letters.”

Having said this, the emperor paused, his eyes darkened, his teeth clenched tightly, and the lines of his entire face tightened.

Knowing his father Mo Ruozi, Chu Yi immediately saw some clues from the subtle change in the emperor’s expression, and asked keenly: “Father, is there something hidden in this matter?”

Many people have heard that the late emperor forced Fengyang to hand over the “Taizu Handbook” after the death of Taizu.

The emperor gave a wry smile and nodded lightly, and then he talked about the unknown inside story behind this incident:

“In those days, the late emperor wanted the Emperor’s Aunt’s life more than just for the “Taizu Handbook”! But he never thought that the Emperor’s Aunt was already prepared, and the Shangyang Army, the personal guard of the Emperor’s Aunt, was on standby and killed those palaces. Army avant-garde soldiers.”

“This night, the palace was stained with blood.”

“The emperor’s aunt led the troops to the emperor’s mausoleum, and pointed at the emperor with a long knife in front of Taizu’s coffin…”

Hearing this, Gu Yanfei stared slightly, almost guessing the ending.

Fengyang is not cruel enough after all, if she was cruel enough to kill the late emperor, why would she be today.

The emperor went on to say: “The first emperor and several ministers at that time were both soft and hard to plead with the emperor’s aunt. There were internal and external troubles, civil strife in Yizhou, Xirong sent an army to raid Liangzhou, and bandits in the Northeast Mountains were infested, and the Nanyue people were even more eye-catching… At that time, if the royal family of Dajing started a battle for the throne, then Dajing Jiangshan would be in danger.”

“The late emperor knelt in front of Taizu’s coffin and swore that he would never kill the emperor’s aunt again in this life. If he violated this intention, his soul would be imprisoned forever.

“After the late emperor swore a poisonous oath, he asked the emperor’s aunt for the “Taizu Handbook”, and kept saying that if it wasn’t for the emperor’s aunt’s private collection of the handbook, he wouldn’t want to go astray, accusing the emperor’s aunt of forcing him…”

“For the sake of the great Jingjiang and the mountains, and for Taizu to have a spirit in the sky, the aunt did not want to fight with the emperor, and made the same oath in front of Taizu’s spirit to ensure that the “Taizu Hand Note” was not in her hands.”

The emperor sighed deeply, his voice became more hoarse as if it had been sharpened by sand and gravel, “When I hurried to the imperial mausoleum, I only heard the oath of the imperial aunt, and I didn’t take it too seriously. It is indeed not in the hands of the imperial aunt, which means that the imperial aunt cannot break the oath, and this oath is just to let the late emperor ask for peace of mind, lest he always suspect that the imperial aunt is hiding the handwritten letter.”

Until today, Gu Yanfei talked about the three points of imprisoning the soul, the soul flying away, and the inability to enter reincarnation after death, and the emperor was reminded of this old incident that was almost forgotten 21 years ago.

The    emperor’s intuition told him that this should not be a coincidence.

The son does not talk about his father, but even if the emperor once had any affection for the late emperor, it has long since been worn out in the past few decades.

The late emperor was neither a qualified father and younger brother, nor a qualified emperor.

Twenty-one years ago, this so-called “oath” should have been the last move left by the late emperor when he failed to kill Fengyang, but because Fengyang was concerned about the overall situation, he fell into the game set up by the late emperor.

The emperor closed his eyes and scratched again on the armrest of the chair with one hand. His palm was wet with cold sweat, and asked, “Yan Fei, do you think this matter has something to do with Aunt Huang’s ‘illness’?”

His eyes were complicated, and even though he was 80-90% sure, he still hoped to get a clear answer from Gu Yanfei’s mouth.

Gu Yanfei nodded slightly.

The oath is similar to the spirit of words. Ordinary people swear casually without the effect of the spirit of words. However, if someone who is proficient in the channel method does it, then the oath is no longer ordinary words, and can even become a curse.

The oath Fengyang made twenty-one years ago was a curse. It was like a chain around Fengyang’s soul. It imprisoned and damaged her soul for a long time.

Gu Yanfei didn’t say a word, but the emperor and Chu Yi were both smart people, and from the look in her eyes, they could guess a lot.

The air is almost frozen, depressed and dignified.

The emperor’s pale lips moved slightly, his chest heaved violently, his expression was sad, and he was even more angry at the late emperor.

He wanted to say something else, when he heard the high **** Zhao Rang’s shrill report from outside: “Your Majesty, King Kang asks to see you!”

The moment the    emperor and Chu Yi and his son met, they understood each other’s thoughts, and they all knew why Chu You came.

“Xuan.” The emperor let go of his right hand, tightened it again, and uttered only this word.

Soon, Zhao Rang brought Chu You in. Chu You was still wearing the previous court clothes, and the red leather jacket made him look high-spirited.

Chu You’s deep and sharp eyes swept over Gu Yanfei and Chu Yi lightly, and finally landed on the emperor who was sitting on a high-backed chair. He went straight to the emperor, clasped his fists and saluted.

“Brother Huang, my younger brother just heard the news that Emperor Fengyang’s aunt was seriously ill, and came here to visit him. The younger brother’s wife, Mrs. Li, also has some medical skills, so can you announce that she will also be seen by the royal aunt when she enters the palace?”

Chu You looked at the emperor with deep eyes, and looked at the emperor’s eyes not too far.