Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 208 The answer in the dream
The familiar palace, familiar environment, and familiar air are full of unfreedom and depression.

But compared to the empress period, this lack of freedom is entangled with somewhat complicated emotions.

Peng Yu understood Linghuang's entanglement.

Empress, that is a serious enemy, you can let go.But Emperor Li, this is his own elder brother, so it is inevitable that he can't bear to act.

"But if you do what my brother does, our family's world will not last long."

Linghuang opened the map and studied the battle reports of recent years.

Emperor Li violently seized power and acted cruelly. Many thousand-year-old families have long been dissatisfied.And after two generations of Empress and Emperor Li, the grace and prestige left by Emperor Ren in the past will soon be exhausted.

All the heavens and worlds rebelled one after another, and the reason why King Gaoyang was injured was to quell the chaos.

At this moment, the Kunwu clan is precarious and facing various crises.

This is much more dangerous than Kun Lie being almost poisoned.

……

One dream after another was shattered.Seeing that the white smoke on Peng Yu's body was about to disperse, Zhuan Yun released a second dream butterfly.

Then, the third, the fourth.

After the five dream butterflies, Zhuan Yun stopped.

When the white smoke dissipated, Peng Yu opened his eyes: "Why don't you continue?"

"Look at your appearance. Now your lips are purple, your face is sallow, and your mental exhaustion is too serious. You need to take a good rest."

"No, I can still persist. Some clues have been found in these five dream butterflies."

"Oh? What clue?"

"Prince Gao Yang's son had smallpox dream."

It was Emperor Ling and King Gaoyang standing in front of a palace. King Gaoyang grabbed him by the shoulders and asked eagerly, "Is there any medicine from back then? He suddenly broke out of smallpox this time, can you..."

"The medicine has been used up." Linghuang looked at the palace, unable to hide his worry: "But don't worry, the Tai Hospital has made new progress in treating smallpox, and it should be able to cure him."

At this moment, the Linghuang has already put on the imperial robe.

"Don't just stand here. Don't worry, I will take care of him in the palace. You should worry about the war in the East China Sea."

King Gaoyang smiled wryly while holding his forehead: "At the moment, I don't even have the mood to fight."

Linghuang was speechless.

After standing for a while, King Gaoyang sat on the jade steps, looking into the palace from time to time.

The one lying in it now is his own son.Like himself, he was persecuted by the smallpox curse from his mother.

Linghuang also sat down with him, and waited for King Gaoyang to calm down and regain his strength: "Ah Xuan, send me back to the East China Sea. It's the most critical time over there, and I can't leave. As for him... I'll leave everything to you."

"Don't worry, he is my adopted son, and I will take good care of him."

Linghuang grabbed his arm, and the two teleported to the East China Sea camp.A group of dragons soared in the distance, showing malice towards the barracks.

"Humph--"

Emperor Ling and King Gaoyang attacked at the same time, and those peeping dragons were instantly wiped out.

Taking out the mask, Linghuang put it on and said: "You and I are not feeling well today, go to the Dragon Palace to vent."

"Forget it, you should go back." King Gao Yang said: "No one is watching, I don't worry. By the way, my godson should also pay attention. You turn around and seal his uterus, and keep an eye on him. These two The boys have been together since childhood, now that one has been tricked, don't let the other get into trouble."

"Don't worry, I've already made arrangements. Although that kid is clamoring to see his cousin, I've already sent someone to watch over him."

Regarding smallpox, whether it is Kunlie or Linghuang, the adults have the same idea.

If one is caught, it is necessary to ensure that other people are not infected, and isolate them as soon as possible.

But for children, teenagers are impulsive and loyal.Hearing that a good friend has an accident, of course I want to visit.As a result, conflicts between children and adults will break out.

Listening to Peng Yu's narration of the past events in his memory, Zhuan Yun pondered: "This ancestor and the deposed prince have both survived, and there are records in the clan."

"Then, their treatment plan..."

"There are also reservations. Our family's current way of dealing with it is to improve it based on the plan of the year. This is the standard treatment plan studied by the Linghuang and Tai Hospital and promoted to the entire Shen Dynasty."

However, this prescription may not be able to save Zhuan Yang.

Under Peng Yu's strong request, Zhuan Yun made another dream butterfly.

In this dream butterfly, Peng Yu found clues about Tianxin Magnolia.just this dream...

After waking up, with a dark face, Peng Yu directly shared this memory with Zhuan Yun.

Zhuan Yun trembled slightly, resisting his instinctive escape, and silently endured this memory.

……

In Zhuan Yun's field of vision, there was a young man who had just recovered from his illness, and he could still see faint acne scars on his face.

"Sit down quickly." Zhuan Yun heard his own voice.No, it was the words of the Emperor Ling. "It looks like they've lost weight. Tell me quickly, did you feel wronged when you recuperated inside?"

After saluting, Prince Gaoyang sat on a small stool next to Emperor Ling and told about his experience of recuperating from illness.

The general process is the same as the diary that Zhuan Yun saw in the clan, there is no useful information for Zhuan Yang at all.

At the end, he thanked the Linghuang again.

"I didn't take much care of it, it was all prescriptions prescribed by the imperial physicians."

"But those prescriptions were all tried by you personally, Father. You also interrogate your son's pulse case every day." After the prince thanked him solemnly, he took out a wooden box: "This is what my father gave you. Say yes During his expedition to the East China Sea this time, he got a precious jade by chance. He sent someone to carve it and send it to you for your enjoyment."

Open the box, inside is a lifelike magnolia tree.

"This is……"

"Father said that he used up your extinct elixir back then. Seeing my smallpox violently this time, I am even more grateful for your efforts. So, I sent someone to carve an orchid. But is it 'Tianxin Magnolia'? I don’t know. After all, we have never seen this thing before.

By the way, Father, what does Tianxin Magnolia look like?Why have I never heard of this fairy grass? "

Linghuang looked at the jade carving and closed the lid casually: "There are many things in the world that you don't know about."

"But I looked through your books and couldn't find this kind of fairy medicine at all? The closest thing is the Tianxiang White Jade Pill of the Tianxiang Demon King. Could it be that your fairy medicine is also the body of a certain ancient demon king?"

Linghuang laughed without saying a word, and the memory came to an abrupt end.

Zhuan Yun opened his eyes and saw Peng Yu's strange expression.

He also has similar thoughts:
Dare to love that the Magnolia they searched so hard for was not a medicine from the beginning, but a compensation gift from King Gaoyang to the Linghuang?
This medicine is gone from the beginning?

"No, that's not right." Zhuan Yun said suddenly: "If it is a fairy medicine, according to Linghuang's consistent personality, how could it not leave roots? Even if there are no roots, wouldn't there be any flowers, leaves, and branches left? As long as With the good fortune one qi of the good fortune sect, what herbs can't be replicated?"

That's right.Peng Yu also reacted.

Dakun's cloning technology is very superb, as long as there are a few gene cells, the original body can be restored.With Linghuang's method, it is impossible to use the whole plant of fairy medicine, right?

"What do you mean, he concealed the real way to save King Gaoyang? The so-called 'Tianxin White Magnolia' never existed from the beginning? Is this just a cover?"

"Then we can only ask the Linghuang himself." Zhuan Yun cast his eyes on the sea of ​​flowers, where the billowing red clouds lingered, burying 800 years of time.

(End of this chapter)