Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 364
The lights in Huining Hall were as bright as day.

The maids, servants, and imperial physicians were busy, which could not reduce the coldness of the night, and Zhang Xueyi's groans and sobs that came from the deep palace courtyard.

"The official...why don't you come...?"

"The servant girl has sent someone to invite her."

"Then why didn't the official come..."

"The official family is accompanying Mrs. Zhou in the Xiangluan Pavilion. Mrs. Zhou's fetus is unstable..."

"She wants the official to accompany her if her fetal sign is unstable. My life is almost gone, so the official doesn't care?"

"..."

No one can answer this sending proposition.

In the beginning, a few court ladies from Huining Hall were waiting on the side, but Xin Yi and Xing Yuan couldn't get in the slightest bit.Later, amidst Zhang Xueyi's endless questioning, crying, and anger, the maids couldn't bear it, and wished they could back away, so Xin Yi had the opportunity to sit by the side and coax Zhang Xueyi, and talk to her a little bit. sentence.

At the second watch, Zhang Xue also passed out once.

The imperial doctor found out the dead veins, saying that the noble concubine's beauty is unlucky, and she is afraid that she will die.But less than half a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xueyi miraculously opened his eyes again, sawing back and forth on the death line, it can be said that he escaped death...

She is a torturer, especially tonight.

Everyone in the palace was tortured by Zhang Xueyi, but her eyes were wide open, and she was like a flash of light, crying and cursing in a spirited manner for a while, and calling the officials like a madman.

The extremely exhausted imperial physician and palace officials cursed her countless times in their hearts to see Lord Yan as soon as possible, but this Zhang Xue also couldn't let go of that breath...

In the end, she couldn't make a sound, her eyes still refused to close, she kept staring at the palace door, weeping silently, her mouth opened and closed, as if muttering something.

"The lady is waiting for the official's house."

"If I don't see the official's house, I don't feel at ease even if my wife leaves..."

"Woooooooo..."

A few younger girls cried first, followed by sobs in Huining Hall.

At this hour, the palace was silent.

Except for the Hall of Huining, all the palace lanterns were extinguished.

But there is no sleep tonight, and countless people are waiting with their eyes open.

Wait for a generation of traitorous concubines to die.

Wait for the death knell to ring.

"Miss..."

"Uuuuuuu, my lady..."

The cry was miserable.Xin Yi sat in the corner of Huining Hall, like an invisible person with no sense of existence.

In the middle of the night, footsteps kept coming and going in front of her. People saw her, but they didn't seem to see her.

Who would look at a blind man?

Facing the candlelight blankly, Xin Yi pinched the knuckles of his left hand with his right hand, one knuckle after another, as if he was sitting bored and stupid, and he seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to come...

"Xingyuan." She stood up suddenly, "You accompany me out."

The palace at night was cold and quiet, and there seemed to be murderous intent lurking everywhere.

The lights of the Kunning Hall had already been turned off, and it was so quiet that it seemed that the ghosts and howling noises of the Huining Hall could not be heard.

Cao Yushang lay quietly on the bed, not sleepy.

The darkness stared at her like a ferocious beast with cold eyes, and the sleeping person in the veil remained motionless.She couldn't sleep well, couldn't stand the noise, and her brows became tighter and tighter.

This harem is too noisy, maybe one less Zhang Xue can be quiet for a few years.Although Zhao Guan's eyes that are good at discovering beauty never leave the harem empty for too long, and the delicate ladies will use eighteen martial arts and endless tricks in order to gain favor, Cao Yushang enjoys the peace at this moment... …

This is what a harem should look like.

There are no squirming plots and calculations, and there is no life-and-death confrontation.

This night, everything is silent.

Like her, countless people are quietly waiting for a spring breeze...

"Saint." The faint candlelight reflected a warm yellow halo in the darkness.

Cao Yushang tensed up unknowingly.

In the vortex of the palace, troubles are so unpredictable.

"The sage is asleep, what's the trouble?" Hong Yun, who was on guard at night, asked vigilantly.

However, listening to her voice didn't feel sleepy at all, and there was even a hint of anticipation, obviously waiting for the wind to blow over.

"The one in Huining Hall is dead..."

"The sage said that she will not interfere with the affairs of Huining Palace, and she will go to the official's office if there is anything to do. It's so late, don't disturb the sage's sleep..."

"No, it's not the Huining Palace who came, but someone who came to talk about the Huining Palace."

Hong Yun turned her head and glanced at the faintly swinging gauze curtain.

Knowing that Empress Cao was not asleep, she was silent for a while, and did not hear her master's stop, so she asked seriously, "What's the matter?"

"Please ask the sage to save Mrs. Zhang..."

"What are you doing nonsense? A saint is not a doctor... Besides, you have forgotten how that person from the Hall of Huining bullied us? Where are you going to stick your elbows when you eat food from the inside out..."

"This time the saint must take care of it."

The voice paused and sighed, "Someone said that the one who the saint wanted to save was not the one in Huining Hall, but himself. The one in Huining Hall was not alive for a few days anyway, sooner or later. But the saint will not show up tonight. Let’s not say whether the officials are blaming you or not... the next one may be the Kunning Palace’s turn.”

Hong Yun quietly approached the window and looked out.

The palace lantern reflected the shadow of a person, which I couldn't see clearly.

There was movement in the gauze curtain behind it.

Cao Yushang sat up slowly, "Change."

·
The wall of Huining Hall.

A person leans on the blue tiles, blending with the night.

"Chirp... Chirp..."

Birds chirped, like a nightingale darting through the forest.

A small yellow door groped past the base of the wall, and after a moment of silence, two chirping birds rang out again. He listened carefully, and slowly opened a brick of the wall.

Inside is a greased paper bag.

He took it out to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, put the things in his arms in, and was about to close the wall bricks, when a cool wind suddenly came from behind, a figure flashed in front of him, and the little yellow door had no time to react, a cold light The dagger rested on his neck.

The man covered his mouth.There was a glint in his eyes.

"Chirp... Chirp..."

·
No one knew what kind of pain and torture Zhang Xueyi had experienced that night. Her internal organs were in pain as if she had shifted her position.

"The official... I want to see the official..."

"Master Yan Wang, come and take my life..."

Palace lanterns illuminate the path brightly.

Squeak!There were footsteps.

Zhang Xue also raised her head slowly, with surprise in her eyes.

"Official... home..."

Her smile froze on her face.

In the bright light is Cao Yushang's dignified and calm face. She is neatly dressed, with exquisite makeup, and has the momentum of an ordinary but not mediocre face that Zhang Xue also dislikes.Zhang Xue didn't know what it was called before, but at this moment, she realized that the tiger girl of the general family cultivated by the nobles of the high family is different from her, and she is born to be a queen.

Zhang Xue also weakened weakly.

Cao Yushang glanced at her paper-like face, and frowned.

"How is Mrs. Zhang? Where is the imperial physician? Why aren't you waiting in the palace?"

Zhang Xueyi burst into tears.

Cao Yushang was eight years older than her, and almost watched Zhang Xueyi grow up. It can be said that Cao Yushang knew her little temper like the back of the palm of her hand. Without Zhang Xueyi saying it, Cao Yushang also knew her disappointment and longing to see her. Zhao Zhen's urgency...

She had seen enough and didn't want to.

After sitting down, he turned his head and listened to the three imperial physicians report their condition in fear.

When people can be saved, there are plenty of sayings.When people cannot be saved, there are many sayings.

At this time, the imperial doctor no longer thought about how to bring the dying Zhang Xueyi back from the gate of hell, but how to get out of the body and remove himself, so as to prevent the death of the noble concubine from involving his family.

An imperial doctor said: "Returning to the saint, Mrs. Zhang is suffering from a serious illness. Over time, her meridians have been blocked, and the sea of ​​​​blood is empty. The medicine stone may not be able to cure it..."

The other nodded and exchanged glances with his peers.

"But the imperial concubine's condition is a bit strange today."

Cao Yuzhang listened, "How weird?"

"The imperial concubine is irritable, crying and laughing erratically, and has the appearance of delirium and auditory hallucinations. When the pupils dilate and become comatose, paroxysmal convulsions can be seen. I have read all the classics, and I have never seen such symptoms..."

The imperial physician could only say that Zhang Xueyi's symptoms were insane attacks, or bewitched by evil spirits.

Cao Yushang turned his head to look.

At this moment, Zhang Xue also curled up into a ball, as if she was enduring some kind of pain, her brows were tightly furrowed, she exhaled more air than breathed in less, her black-blue mouth opened and closed slightly like a dying fish, her eyes widened and her pupils dilated , twitching unconsciously occasionally, looking very creepy.

Cao Yushang hesitated and sighed.

"How many days does the imperial concubine have?"

"Yichen wait and see, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tonight."

The imperial doctor wiped the sweat from his brow, he was not sure.

Because before that, they had judged several times that Zhang Xueyi was about to die. Unexpectedly, after a while, she could still open her eyes and cry, dying but still unable to die.

Cao Yushang: "Have you informed the officials?"

"I have informed you." Meng Ning came over, bowing her head and looking down very submissively, "But the official's house is in Xiangluan Pavilion, Mrs. Zhou's fetus is restless, the official's house may not be able to leave..."

"The emperor's heir is important." Cao Yushang's lips twitched slightly, as calm as if he had no emotion, and he didn't care who Zhao Zhen favored or not.

"You are all tired, go and rest outside the hall. I will guard her here."

"Saint!?" Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Go."

Zhang Xueyi looked at the roof of the tent with both eyes, tears flowing silently.

Everyone is waiting for her to die...

The officials did not come.

In this Huining Palace, not a single tear was shed for her.

But Cao Yushang wants to watch her let go of that breath.

Zhang Xueyi's mouth twitched twice, as if laughing, or making some weird expression, one hand slowly drooped from the side of the bed, silently...

(End of this chapter)