The medical concubine arrives: Prince, don't be arrogant

Chapter 144 Dreamland
Wang Yuetong opened his eyes in a daze, his eyeballs became sore from the harsh white light, and he closed them immediately.

After waiting for a few more breaths, she slowly opened her eyes a gap, and then slowly opened them. After adapting to the whiteness in front of her eyes, she began to think about where she was.

She clearly remembered that she passed out in the bathtub due to the poisonous hair in her body, and it was the prince who gave her internal energy to wake up.It's a pity that my body is too weak, and I just insisted on telling the antidote formula, but I couldn't hold on immediately, and passed out again.

If her memory is correct, she is in a dream now?
Wang Yuetong stood up slowly, and found that she was lying on a wide wooden bed, which looked completely different from the bed in her own room, and what made her more convinced that she was in a dream was that her internal organs hurt even before she passed out. It seemed as if it was about to shatter, but now there was no discomfort at all.

Wang Yuetong cheered up, got off the bed, and walked out of the room slowly.

She walked slowly, observing the situation around her left and right, there was no one here except her, and she didn't understand why she had such a dream, but the flowers and plants in the dream always seemed to have a sense of familiarity.

Suddenly the scene in front of him changed instantly, and the next moment Wang Yuetong realized that he had appeared in the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion. In front of him was a gazebo with a woman sitting in the pavilion. There was a Guqin on the stone table in front of him.

The moment Wang Yuetong saw the woman appear, his eyes were full of disbelief.

She walked quickly to the pavilion and approached the stone table tremblingly, even breathing lightly, as if she was afraid that if she made any movement, the person in front of her would disappear.

This woman who suddenly appeared in her dream was clearly her deceased mother!

Wang Yuetong had mixed feelings in her heart, her mother had never appeared in her dream, and this was actually the first time that her mother and daughter met in a dream!
It's a pity that the mother didn't notice her coming. She placed her bare hands on the guqin lightly, plucked the strings lightly, and began to play.

The sound of the piano is mournful and weeping, as if a resentful woman is telling the sorrow and thoughts in her heart, so that the onlookers can't help feeling distressed when they hear it.

Wang Yuetong fell down and sat opposite to her mother, watching her close relative playing gently, unconsciously, tears were streaming down her face.

Her mother's name was Lin Xian'er, and she was the most beautiful woman in the world back then.Wang Yuetong also kept many portraits of his mother in the Xiangfu's home, but he only realized when he saw it in a dream today that the beauty and charm of the people in the paintings were not as good as his mother's.

Such a beautiful and gentle mother, but she doesn't have Fuze's long life...

Wang Yuetong gritted her teeth, sobbed and said, "Mother, since you met your daughter in a dream, why don't you want to talk to me? Tell me, did your father and aunt harm you?"

After all, it's hard to understand, if the truth is as she guessed, then no matter what the price is, she must seek justice for her mother!
However, Lin Xian'er didn't seem to have heard her voice, she just played the piano intently, and occasionally sighed lightly, not knowing that her daughter was sitting opposite her, who met but didn't know each other!

"Mother, look up at me, talk to Yuetong..." Wang Yuetong lay on the table, crying softly.

"Doctor, doctor! My princess just spoke!"

Siqi, who had been waiting by the bed, kept wiping the sweat off Wang Yuetong's forehead with a handkerchief dipped in water, and then rushed out to find the doctor with a happy face.

Dr. Song was sitting at the table drinking a sip of tea when she suddenly dragged him to the bedside to see the patient, his face turned red from choking.

He lifted Wang Yuetong's eyelids to look, and felt her pulse again, his brows gradually wrinkled.

King Jing had been standing by the side silently, seeing this, he asked, "But what's the problem?"

Dr. Song shook his head and said: "The princess is not awake, she is just talking in her sleep. It is very likely that she is trapped in a nightmare. In addition, the high fever does not subside. Even if you drink the antidote, the toxins have accumulated in the body for too long, and the situation is not good. It's not good."

"What do you mean the situation is not good?" King Jing suppressed the anger in his voice, but his face was full of storms.

"Isn't the antidote effective? It's just that it can't even reduce her fever?" He clasped his hands behind his back, turned around suddenly and walked out, calling for Steward Qian loudly.

Many servants of the palace had known for a long time that something had happened to the princess in the backyard, and the prince was by his side every step of the way. Naturally, they didn't dare to neglect, and they all came here to stand by.

Steward Qian stood at the front and bowed to ask King Jing what he wanted.

King Jing said in a cold voice: "Go and ask which imperial physicians are not on duty tonight, and invite them all over here! I don't believe in the power of several imperial physicians, but they can't cure the concubine's illness!"

"What?" Manager Qian exclaimed in shock.

"Is there any problem?" King Jing shot his eyes like sharp arrows.

Director Qian hurriedly lowered his head in fear, gritted his teeth for a long time, made up his mind, and said, "My lord, it is absolutely impossible! If you invite the imperial doctor with such a big fanfare, I am afraid that tomorrow you will be blamed again, and I will come to you in court." One book, what should we do then?"

King Jing was annoyed, "Human life is at stake, how can you manage so much? You are too bold to disobey my order. Well, this king will invite someone himself!"

The servants turned pale with fright, and they all came forward to stop him. King Ke Jing was about to rush out of the palace, but Dr. Song shouted from the room, "The old man has figured out a way! Your lord, please stay!"

King Jing paused, his eyes suddenly glowed, and he hurried back to the house. Manager Qian and the others were relieved this time!

Doctor Song quickly finished writing the pharmacy, and handed it over to the servants to boil the medicine. King Jing personally helped Wang Yuetong and fed her the bitter soup spoon by spoon. Seeing the complexion of the person in his arms gradually improving, he felt The heart that had been held in the chest was returned to its original place.

"Mother..."

King Jing was taken aback, and looked down, Wang Yuetong looked uneasy and sad, as if he was going through something painful, he murmured for his mother, and there was a thin water mark winding down from the corner of his eyes.

His expression moved slightly, showing a touch of unknowing love and pity, gently raised his hand, wiped away the tears for her, smoothed the wrinkles between his brows, and sighed almost inaudibly.

In the early hours of the morning, Wang Yuetong's high fever finally subsided. After Dr. Song checked her pulse again, she concluded that she was out of danger. She just needed to rest and wake up soon.

Siqi, who had been waiting all night, wept with joy, wiped her tears and thanked the doctor repeatedly, King Jing also quietly relaxed her body, feeling a little tired.

(End of this chapter)