Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 105 The God of War Prince in a Wheelchair (33)

Swiping away the palace servants who were about to come forward to pour wine, Chu Yuanqing brought the jug and poured himself a cup.

He raised his head and finished drinking, put it on the table with a click, and said in a loud voice: "I wish the empress blessings like the East China Sea, and a long life like Nanshan."

Empress Lin Bi: "."

Lou Zhuang: "." Poof.

Everyone looked at Lin Bi's suddenly cold face, and then looked at the calm and composed face of Yuan Wang, and they were not surprised.

After all, the current King Yuan is no longer the brave and warlike King Yuan.

Now he is just a moody, tyrannical and brutal king.

It took Lin Bi a lot of effort to barely maintain his demeanor, and raised the wine cup: "Thank you, King Yuan."

Sure enough, history is deceiving. How could such an uneducated Chu Yuanqing become a generation of Mingjun.

Turning to look at Chu Mingcheng, Lin Bi's eyes were full of love.

Her man is the Mingjun who will last for thousands of years.

The emperor and empress looked at each other and smiled, which attracted the envy of many women present.

Chu Mingcheng glanced at Yu Wan, who understood and clapped his hands.

Immediately, a graceful dancer appeared slowly, dancing to the melodious music.

Everyone's attention was on singing and dancing, except for Lou Zhuang, no one noticed that Chu Yuanqing coughed in a low voice from time to time.

Lou Zhuang tilted her head and lowered her voice: "What's wrong?"

Chu Yuanqing waved his hand: "No problem."

It's just that the mind-snatching poison can't drink alcohol.

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yuanqing's throat felt fishy and sweet, and he vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Lou Zhuang's pupils shrank for a moment, and she quickly reached out to support her.

The movement here caught everyone's attention, and Chu Mingcheng also looked over.

Seeing the blood on the corner of Chu Yuanqing's mouth from a distance, Chu Mingcheng's eyes flashed with joy.

"What's going on? Why is he vomiting blood? Where's the imperial physician? Yu Wan hurry to Xuan imperial physician!"

Lin Bi followed and said, "Why are you still standing there in a daze, why don't you hurry up and send King Yuan to the side hall?"

Lou Zhuang had no time to think about other things, endured the urge to release the mental power to slice the couple above, and pushed the wheelchair to the side hall.

"Persist for a while longer." Lou Zhuang said softly.

Chu Yuanqing raised his hand to wipe away the blood from his lips without changing his face, and smiled sarcastically: "Don't worry, I won't die."

No matter what, Chu Mingcheng had to be sent down to make amends to his father, queen and queen before he could die.

Soon the imperial physician came to the side hall, and after saluting, stepped forward to give Chu Yuanqing a pulse.

Chu Yuanqing leaned against the head of the bed and asked casually, "What did you find out?"

The imperial doctor glanced at Chu Yuanqing, bowed his head and said, "My lord, you are fine."

The man laughed: "Then why does the king vomit blood? A quack doctor!"

"Fuyang dragged him out, and I don't want to see him again."

The imperial doctor was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

"What's going on?" Chu Mingcheng walked into the side hall, glanced at the imperial physician calmly, and asked with a smile, "Is it better now?"

Chu Yuanqing didn't even raise his eyelids, and asked instead, "Uncle Huang, how can I feel better if I just vomited blood?"

Chu Mingcheng: "What can the imperial physician diagnose?"

Chu Yuanqing snorted, waved the pulse pillow and smashed it on the head of the imperial physician, fully displaying the words "ruthless and brutal".

"It's just a quack doctor, and he can't even diagnose why the king vomits blood." He looked at Chu Mingcheng, "There's no need to stay in the Imperial Medical Bureau, uncle, you should drive him out of the palace."

The corner of Chu Mingcheng's mouth twitched, this was his man, he kicked him out of the palace because of his brain failure.

"Okay, Yuan Qing, don't get angry, I'll ask the courtyard guard to prescribe some calming medicine for you."

He meant something: "Even now, you can't give up on yourself."

(End of this chapter)