The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 567

Xiao Duzi, who was guarding the inner and outer halls of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, saw several people entering the hall, he bowed his waist in a panic and saluted respectfully.

The Empress Dowager walked very quickly, and she couldn't wait to enter the inner hall to find out.

The few people behind her also walked eagerly like her.

When several people stepped into the inner hall, everyone's faces were condensed, and they couldn't help but stop their steps.

The Buddhist beads in the Empress Dowager's hand suddenly clenched tightly.

Ling Yuan half-closed his slender eyes, and deeply frowned his two bushy eyebrows.

Li Shengping and everyone behind him looked at each other.

I saw the man who ruled the world lying quietly on the couch, his eyes were slightly closed, his complexion was pale, and even his thin lips lost some color.

The whole person looked completely gone from the usual chic and suave like the scenery of Jiyue.

At first glance, he looked terminally ill.

The queen mother walked slowly towards the couch.

Finally, she stopped a step away from the couch, looked down at the people on the couch, then turned her head and told Li Shengping and the others to retreat, leaving only Imperial Doctor Zhang and Ling Yuan.

Doctor Zhang took a few steps forward after receiving the hint from the Empress Dowager, put the medicine box aside, and then half-knelt down in front of the couch, feeling the pulse of Ling Juncheng tremblingly.

The atmosphere inside the inner hall was very secretive and quiet.

It was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

The Empress Dowager and Ling Yuan looked at each other, and both of them raised the corners of their lips slightly in unison.

As long as he sees others in this Hall of Mental Cultivation, he will feel much more at ease. As for whether he is pretending to be sick, Doctor Zhang will know after taking the pulse.

Doctor Zhang held his breath and concentrated, his brows furrowed little by little.

As his expression became tense, Ling Yuan couldn't help but ask, "How is Brother Huang?"

Doctor Zhang looked up at Ling Yuan, and then at the Queen Mother.

"Report to the Empress Dowager, report to the Mu Wang," he cupped his hands, "The emperor's situation is indeed very bad."

After saying that, he looked at the king on the couch with a complicated expression, "Wait for the humble minister to take a closer look."

The Empress Dowager and Ling Yuan remained calm and watched quietly.

But a look of joy can be seen between the brows.

After a while, Imperial Physician Zhang gently put Ling Juncheng's hand into the quilt and got up.

He lowered his voice: "Your Majesty."

A certain sentence is very difficult and I don't know how to say it.

"Just tell me what the situation is!" the queen mother urged.

Physician Zhang shook his head: "The emperor has been working hard for a long time, and this disease will not be cured in a while."

"What do you mean it won't get better for a while?" Ling Yuan frowned, "It's consciousness, but there is still a possibility of getting better?"

Physician Zhang swallowed hard, "Report to His Highness Mu Wang, yes."

Ling Yuan looked dignified: "Doctor Zhang"

"Yuan'er," the queen mother knew what Ling Yuan wanted to say, she stopped him from speaking, "send Imperial Physician Zhang back first."

After the Queen Mother's words fell, Ling Yuan did not make a sound.

He led Imperial Physician Zhang out of the inner hall.

The atmosphere in the inner hall became much stiffer after Ling Yuan and Imperial Physician Zhang left.

"Emperor, Ai's family is here to see you." The queen mother sat down in front of the couch, and she leaned slightly to look at Lingjun City on the couch.

Physician Zhang has personally checked the pulse, so there will be no fakes.

He is really sick.

But this time, no matter whether his illness can be cured or not, what he should give up will be justifiably given up.

Ling Juncheng on the couch didn't respond.

"Emperor, open your eyes and look at Aijia." The queen mother reached out and patted Ling Juncheng's arm.

Ling Juncheng still didn't respond, he closed his eyes, his face was haggard.

(End of this chapter)