The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess! - Chapter 276

Qin Ruo’s heart jumped, “His Royal Highness…”

As soon as the voice fell, a bowl of soup medicine had been swept out, and it flew to the ground. Broken porcelain and soup medicine splashed on the ground.

She hadn’t recovered yet, her neck had been strangled by a hand, and she said in horror: “His Royal Highness…”

Murongci stared at her sharply, suddenly using his right hand, as if to crush her neck.

“His Royal Highness, the servant is Qin Ruo… Doesn’t Your Highness recognize the servant?”

Qin Ruo was so shocked that he lost his usual calmness. He didn’t expect that he should resist and save his life at this critical moment.

Murongci stood up, forcing her to stand up too, her brows were covered with murderous intent of evil madness.

Qin Ruo broke her breath, her face flushed, and she felt darker and darker in front of her eyes…

At the close of her hair, Murong Yu stepped forward to poke Zhong A Ci’s acupoint, causing her to let go.

Murong resigned, he hugged her in time, helped her sit on the bed, and supported her shoulders and said, “Aci…Aci…”

Her small face is still thick blue, her eyes are like empty black holes, her eyes are dilated, as if the soul is wandering in another world, and she can’t see or hear everything in this world.

Qin Ruo also yelled, Murongci didn’t respond, and didn’t look at them.

“Aci…Aci…”

Murong Yu screamed anxiously, holding her small face, shaking her body, tried various methods but couldn’t recall her soul.

She slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

“Master, what should I do?” Qin Ruo was about to cry with anxiety.

“Go and call Master Shen over.” He ordered in a deep voice.

Qin Ruo went immediately, and soon brought Master Shen over. Lord Shen examined Murongci, his face suddenly became heavy, “From the pulse of the prince, his body is a little weaker. If this continues, after another five days, your highness will…”

Qin Ruo asked, “What will happen to your Highness?”

He shook his head and sighed, “His Royal Highness is worried about his life.”

Murong Yu said solemnly: “Master Shen, you must stabilize your highness, even if you use the decoction, your highness will live.”

Having said that, he walked out in large strides, looking for Steward Lin, and asked: “Are there any famous folk doctors who come to the mansion to apply?”

Steward Lin replied: “There are three famous doctors, and the villain is about to tell the prince.”

Not long after, the three famous doctors were taken to the yard, but Steward Lin told them to enter the sleeping quarters for patient examinations.

However, the complexions of these three famous doctors are not so good. They bowed their hands and said, “Master, forgive young talents for being too shallow in their studies, and they can’t be diagnosed.”

“Have you ever heard of this disease?”

Murong Yu asked solemnly, and the three looked at each other, then shook their heads.

Steward Lin took them away, and Qin Ruo suddenly looked happy, “By the way, Master Xue! Didn’t the prince know Master Xue? Master Xue had healed your Majesty.”

Murong Yu suddenly saw a glimmer of hope, and immediately sent the ghost to find the genius doctor Xue.

Perhaps this was care and chaos, so that he didn’t think of Doctor Xue for a while.

However, Doctor Xue traveled all over the world and left the pot to help the world. It is hard to say whether he can be found.

…

Murong Yu stared at the sleeping Aci quietly, sometimes smiling, sometimes sighing, blinking sadly, and muttering to himself.

In the first five years of his return to court, he did not look down on the weak and thin Prince Donggong, and did not take her seriously. In front of him, Murong Ci dared not look directly at him, as timid as a shivering little white rabbit. She answered whatever he asked, cautiously, as if worried that she would be dragged out and beheaded if she answered wrong.

Whether it was going to the study room to deal with government affairs every day, or he refused to let her participate in politics, she didn’t say a word and didn’t dare to say a “no”. But he knew that she didn’t dare, but she didn’t have the ability to fight and didn’t have the strength to compete with him. He also knew that one day she might show her sharp fangs and bite him frantically.

As the orthodox prince of the Great Yan Kingdom, who has been deprived of the right to participate in politics, who can swallow this breath?

He believed that she was a tiger disguised as a docile cat, and one day she would show its sharp claws.

Of course, he didn’t know that she was a tigress at the time.

Finally, that day came.

She planned the assassination scene. At that time, he could not be sure that the mastermind behind the scenes was her, but he unexpectedly realized that she should not be underestimated, and he dared to kill Concubine Xiao.

Perhaps, her claws are about to reach out.

He instructed his subordinates to watch Donggong’s movements, so every time he happened to “meet” her. The more he got in touch with her, he found her more and more interesting, different from his previous perceptions of her. Every time he teased her, she always blushed, and that bright little face was extraordinarily delicate. Every time she was so angry that she gritted her teeth and wanted to beat him up, he felt extremely happy. Every time he thought he could not do anything to force her, she always rushed to find another way to solve the problem.

If he couldn’t tell the truth, he was attracted by her.

She is beautiful and graceful, quick-acting, tough-minded, strong-minded, and courageous. She is a manufacturable material. With a little training, she is an excellent crown prince of the country.

However, he also found that her smile, her words and deeds were somewhat feminine, and he guessed that perhaps this prince was hiding a big secret.

However, he was not eager to solve the mystery, but approached her step by step and teased her. The process itself was more interesting and fun, and he was never tired of it and became addicted.

What he didn’t expect was that in the days that followed, he lost his heart.

She is flexible and strong, she is bright and charming, she is wise and witty…Even if she has a thousand faces, he likes it all. Even if she repeatedly avoided and rejected him, he persisted.

Murong Yu stroked her cheek and whispered sadly: “Aci, as long as you get better, I can do anything you want…Even if you return the government to you, I am willing to…”

He prayed to heaven and begged the gods of the nine heavens, as long as she lived well, he would do anything.

Qin Ruo came in carrying the bird’s nest porridge and put the bird’s nest porridge on the case. He sighed and shook his head when he saw the prince lying on the bed asleep.

In the past five days, the prince hasn’t left the bedroom for half a step, and he can’t untie his clothes. Even the memorial is reviewed here.

The prince hasn’t closed his eyes for a few days, describing it as being haggard, with a dull beard, and a thin circle. Where is there half of the vigor and the handsomeness of the past?

His Royal Highness awoke four times, either dumbfounded or violently committed, and fell asleep in less than half an hour.

Fortunately, Lord Shen prescribed a nourishing decoction and forced it down, otherwise, I really don’t know whether His Highness can survive it.

Qin Ruo woke him up, he opened his eyes in a daze, his brows seemed to be joyful, “Aci is awake?”

“His Royal Highness did not wake up.” She was moved by his deep affection for His Royal Highness. “The prince will eat this bowl of bird’s nest porridge, and then go to bed for a while, and the servant will look after His Highness.”

“This king is not hungry.” Murong Yu said lightly, turning his head to look at A Ci.

“The prince has been guarding His Royal Highness in unbuttoned clothes these few days. If you don’t take a good rest or eat well, what should you do if you fall ill? Your Royal Highness will feel distressed.” Qin Ruo couldn’t help but persuade.

“The king fought and killed the enemy for seven days and seven nights, and it was all right.”

“Whether your Highness can heal depends on the prince, and the government and Jiangshan Sheji must rely on the prince. Even if the prince is not thinking about himself, he must also think about it. The prince, eat as many as you want, if your highness knows that the prince does not eat or drink. , Will not approve.”

Murong Yu silently took the white jade bowl and ate it quickly.

It was to make her shut up, and also to make A Ci feel relieved.

Qin Ruo stepped in and said: “The prince will eat another bowl, as if it is to eat a bowl for His Royal Highness. His Royal Highness is sick these days, always falling asleep, can’t eat even if he wants to eat, so pitiful.”

Seeing her handing the white jade bowl to him, he reluctantly ate it.

When he finished eating, she picked up the gold-lacquered wood case and quit.

Murong Yu stared at A Ci for a long while, and Director Lin came to report: “Master, several adults have been waiting outside the study for half an hour. Look…”

The imperial king has not gone to the early dynasty for many days, and there are too many important and important matters. The several important ministers only know that the imperial king is ill and recuperates in the mansion. However, this urgent government affairs must be negotiated with him. They had to go to discuss with the king.

Murong Yu put down A Ci’s hand, took another look, and finally left.

…

Half an hour later, Murong Yu and several important officials came out of the study. Manager Lin waited for the distinguished guests to leave before reporting: “Master, a Taoist priest came to visit and said that someone in the palace is critically ill, and he has a way to crack it.”

Murong Yu’s frowning brow suddenly stretched, and said, “Bring it in.”

The Taoist priest waited in the outer courtyard and was led in by his servant not long after. When he came to Murong Yu, the Taoist priest did not give courtesy. He looked like a hermit with countless people, and he just nodded to the host’s house.

“Master Dao, this is my prince.” Steward Lin introduced.

“Lord.” The Taoist priest flicked the dust and put it on his arms.

“How do you call Dao Chief?” Murong Yu asked indifferently.

“My surname doesn’t need to hang teeth.” The Taoist priest is about forty years old, with white beard fluttering, and his stature is thin, with a somewhat fairy-like temperament.

“The housekeeper just said that you are in danger of being ill in the palace, but can you figure out the reason for the suffering?”

The Taoist made a calculation, frowning slightly, “This patient is already dying. If I don’t prescribe the right medicine, I’m afraid…”

Steward Lin asked tentatively: “Dao Master, my son is terminally ill?”

The Taoist priest shook his head, “It’s not a terminal illness, but a sorcery. The medicine stone is ineffective.”

Steward Lin was surprised and looked at the prince. Murong Yu’s heart was overjoyed, “Does the Taoist know how to treat it?”

Taoist priests have a long-term vision, “Pan Dao’s visit is to eliminate harm for the people and to eliminate violence. However, each time Pang Dao does it, he has to charge a dozen or so as to travel around the world.”

Steward Lin smiled and said, “If the chief daoist rescued my prince, my prince should give him money.”

Murong Yu took the person to the backyard and asked, “Can the Taoist master figure out what this sorcery is?”

The Taoist priest said: “The poor Dao needs to see the mansion master first before he can be diagnosed.

Steward Lin and Taoist priests waited in the yard first. Murong Yu entered, but Qin Ruo ran out and almost ran into him. She said in a flustered manner: “Lord, Lord Shen said your highness…”

Murong Yu hurried in, and Mrs. Shen quickly said: “The prince, the body of the prince has turned sharply, the pulse is weak…”