Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 121 Concealment
After Ling Youyao was carried back to the camp by Fu Mingjue, she remained unconscious and lay lifeless on the bed like a broken doll.

Yin Zhu stood by her side every step of the way, her eyes were red, and she could see that she had cried.

"I'll prescribe a prescription for regulating breath and calming the nerves later, take the medicine and give it to the princess to drink first." Sun Fuzhi put away the silver needle with a solemn expression, wrote the prescription and handed it to Yinzhu before leaving the camp.

At this time, in another large tent, Fu Mingjue had just finished treating his injuries when he saw Sun Fuzhi open the curtain and come in.

"How's it going?"

Sun Fuzhi shook his head, and said: "The lower official gave Wangfei an injection, and her pulse has stabilized. It's just that Wangfei was greatly frightened. I'm afraid...she won't wake up for a while."

After hearing this, Fu Mingjue's expression darkened suddenly: "What do you mean you won't wake up for a while?"

Sun Fuzhi glanced at Jiang Liu, and said in a deep voice: "The lower official said earlier that the princess seems to have forgotten something. Perhaps what she saw today stimulated her to remember the missing part of her memory, which is why she fell into a coma. .”

After saying these words, the atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

Fu Mingjue was dressed in black, and sat on the edge of the bed in a slightly dejected manner, with a melancholy expression, and a cloud of cloud shrouded his brows, as if he had also fallen into some bad memory.

He knew what Ling Youyao was afraid of, because what she was afraid of was also a fact he didn't want to face.

On impulse tonight, he killed Mingyue to save Ling Youyao, but he didn't want her to fall into the abyss.

Mingyue fell in front of her like that, the blood flashed past her eyes until it splashed on her face, at that moment, the light in her eyes suddenly disappeared.

When Fu Mingjue reached out to hug Ling Youyao, he clearly felt her uncontrollable fear, and even on the eve of coma, he was still thinking of Ling Qingwei.

Ling Youyao was afraid, but was she afraid of Mingyue's death, or was she afraid that she would become the next Ling Qingwei?

Fu Mingjue closed his eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, his expression was gloomy.

Sun Fuzhi looked at Fu Mingjue quietly, and after struggling for a while, he said: "My lord, you don't have to worry, I will find a way to wake up the princess."

The other party remained silent.

After a long time, I heard him say: "Is there any way to make her forget what she saw tonight?"

When Sun Fuzhi heard the words, he looked at him in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe his ears: "My lord, what are you going to do? Don't say whether the lower officials have this ability, even if they do, the lower officials will not use it on the princess. .”

Doctor Huaide, he would never use such a sinister method.

But Fu Mingjue insisted: "This king only asks if you can do anything?"

Sun Fuzhi felt that he must be crazy, to actually want to erase Ling Youyao's memory, he looked at Fu Mingjue with complicated eyes, and said, "I don't have any."

After a pause, he continued: "However, when Xiaguan was studying medicine with his master in his early years, he saw a special method in Beidi, which can temporarily erase people's memories, but it is very risky. If you are not careful, you may lose your memory." It will drive you crazy."

The method he mentioned is exactly the so-called witch doctor in Beidi.

Witch doctors are popular outside the customs. Although they are called doctors, they are different from ordinary doctors. It is rumored that they not only understand ghosts and gods, but also know medicine. In the eyes of the people in the northern border, witch doctors are like gods.

Even though Sun Fuzhi did not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, it cannot be denied that there are some strange diseases that only witch doctors can cure.

"My lord, this method is extremely risky. The concubine's foundation is poor, and she can't stand such a torment. The officials have already injected the concubine with needles. As long as she persists for a few days, the concubine will definitely wake up."

Jiang Liu also persuaded: "The concubine is only in a coma for a while, she will wake up soon, not to mention the whereabouts of those witch doctors are unpredictable, and the methods they use are very evil, how can you entrust the life of the concubine to them?"

Fu Mingjue smiled bitterly: "Will she remember the past when she wakes up?"

Sun Fuzhi was stunned by this question, hesitated for a while, and then said: "I can't guarantee it, maybe there is a [-]% chance."

Fu Mingjue pulled a faint smile from the corner of his mouth, got up slowly, didn't speak any more, just dragged his tired body out of the tent.

Jiang Liu and Sun Fuzhi silently exchanged glances, both of which were full of confusion.

They didn't understand, what exactly was Fu Mingjue trying to hide?
At this time, it was already late at night, and the camp that had endured a catastrophe had been restored to its original state under the command of King Jing'an. If it weren't for the blood stains on the ground that hadn't been dealt with in the future, no one would have known that there had just been a scuffle here.

When Pei Jun was leading the people back, he happened to see Fu Mingjue walking over with a dazed expression.

"Your Highness, are your injuries alright?"

Fu Mingjue's expression was light, and his deep eyes were as silent as stagnant water, "It's nothing serious."

Just throwing down this sentence, he turned around and entered Ling Youyao's big tent.

Pei Jun was puzzled, but he didn't want to ask too many questions. He once fought against the Tartars with Fu Mingjue. He was only seventeen at that time. Although he was cold-tempered, even he was shocked by the passion for killing the enemy on the battlefield. up.

Later, he was stationed in Liangzhou, far away from the capital, and never had any contact with Fu Mingjue. He only heard that His Royal Highness King Jing was cruel and ruthless.

However, Pei Jun didn't care about these words. Those who marched would inevitably have blood on their hands, and it was reasonable for others to be afraid of it.

Pei Ce, who was just about to go out to find his father, saw his father passing by Fu Mingjue at a glance, and then walked over.

"Father, what are you doing standing here?"

Hearing the sound, Pei Jun turned his head and saw his son's foolish appearance, and comparing it with Fu Mingjue's appearance when he killed the enemy on the battlefield, he suddenly felt that Pei Ce was really nothing!
"Little brat, do you still have the nerve to call me?"

Pei Ce: "."

He didn't do anything wrong today. Could it be that Fu Mingjue sued his father?

Pei Jun snorted heavily, and said, "Don't think that I don't know about those bastard things you did in the capital. When your elder brother comes back, watch your skin carefully!"

Thinking of his elder brother, Pei Ce's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a smirk, "Father, I've always been the most honest. Today Yuan Wuwei's assassination, I was a meritorious escort, so why don't you tell elder brother?"

"Hmph, what kind of temper are you, I don't know your old man?"

Pei Jun stepped back and said seriously, "Let me ask you, what is your relationship with Liang Wenyao?"

Pei Ce was stunned for a moment, and then said truthfully: "We had a drink together before, but he tricked me twice, and I distanced myself from him."

"Better so."

Pei Ce realized something was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Pei Jun glanced at him coldly, and said: "Today King Jing was attacked by Yuanwu Guards on the top of the mountain, and the leader was Liang Wenyao."

Needless to say, Pei Ce also understood what his father meant.

His relationship with Liang Wenyao was known in the whole capital, and now the other party colluded with the Yuanwu Guard to assassinate His Majesty, if he was caught by someone with a heart, he would definitely speculate that the attack had something to do with his Jing'an Palace.

His Majesty has always been suspicious, because of Feng Yuanshan's incident, he was suspicious of Jing'an Palace, now that something like this happened again, it is not impossible for someone to make a fuss about it.

When Pei Ce thought about it carefully, he felt a layer of cold sweat on his back.

The heart of an emperor is elusive, who knows who will die next?
(End of this chapter)