Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 117 Broken Halberd 5
Wei Wuji stood outside the door and waited for a while, but there was still no movement in the house.

He shook his head at Jueying, and was about to back away.Unexpectedly, the door of the room was pulled open suddenly, and Ling Junxing appeared at the door without warning.

Rao Wei Wuji had already fully anticipated the blow that the sudden death of the third princess might bring to the emperor, but seeing Ling Junxing's face, he felt that he might have underestimated the blow.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't slept all night, the emperor's face turned blue and pale, the dark shadows under his eyes were very distinct, and there seemed to be a chill around him, in the autumn morning light, there was a sense of desolation and loneliness for no reason. meaning.

Seeing Junling Ling walking towards the outside of the courtyard with heavy steps, the old steward hesitated for a moment, but still boldly asked: "Your Majesty, what should the third princess do?"

After this night, anyone can see that the emperor treats the third princess unusually.

But when a person dies, he always has to be buried in the ground.But how to install it, what kind of standard to install it, and where to install it, these emperors don't speak, how can others decide?

Ling Junxing stopped in his tracks, slowly raised his eyes, stared at the glow that broke through the clouds in the sky, lost his mind for a while, then looked away, and dropped a word to the old steward in a hoarse voice.

"I will bury her in Jiyu Mountain with the ceremony of a queen."

Wei Wuji and Jueying looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

In the hermitage of Jiyu Mountain, Xue Yuheng didn't sleep all night, and buried himself in the pile of medical books, checked the pharmacopoeia, checked the cases and looked up ancient prescriptions, and found that both of his eyes became panda eyes.

When he received news from the old steward yesterday, when he rushed to Prince Zhao's mansion in an emergency, the third princess's maid was crying so hard that her voice was hoarse.

Xue Yuheng's first reaction was that the third princess pretended to be sick and played new tricks, which was quite realistic.

However, when he checked the pulse of the third princess, he froze on the spot, as if he had been struck by lightning.

The three princesses had died out of anger.

He asked about the symptoms of the third princess before she died, and the maid returned in tears, wailing with self-blame, saying that the third princess had an old disease of vomiting blood when she was young, and her life was almost at risk.

"The princess has been doing well for the past few years. How could she have suffered from an old illness at this time? It's all because the servants are too careless, woo woo."

Xue Yuheng only felt a pain in his face.It wasn't the maid who was careless, it was him.

He asked the maid carefully what the old illness was, but the maid couldn't tell.

Because he was too ashamed, he was a little confused for a while, and judged that the third princess might have had an old illness caused by fever, leading to sudden death.

But after calming down, the more I thought about it, the more wrong I became.

There are many causes of vomiting blood, but none of them will die from a simple cold and fever.

Unless it has long been stagnant into an incurable disease.But the pulse of the third princess was very normal before, except for catching a cold and fever, she had absolutely no other symptoms.

After rushing back to the Hermitage all night to search all kinds of medical books, Xue Yuheng became more and more firm in his judgment. The death of the third princess was definitely not due to old illnesses, but something else.

He had to see the body of the third princess again, examine it in detail, and judge the reason.Even if he made a medical mistake, he must at least know where he made the mistake.

The genius doctor Xue, who usually strolls in the courtyard, has a relaxed and gentlemanly demeanor, at this moment, with a messy bun and two panda-like dark circles, strode out of the Hermitage in a shapeless stride, pulled the tie The white horse in the courtyard frantically flattered the horse and galloped towards Prince Zhao's Mansion in the city.

(End of this chapter)