famous concubine

Chapter 108 Sending a Letter (4)
Apart from twitching the corners of her mouth helplessly, Feng Yu really didn't know what to say to her.

Dongfang Yu pondered for a while, and thought about all the things carefully again. Many things that she couldn't figure out suddenly became clear at this moment. Now, she is 90.00% sure that the poison in the emperor must be related to the empress.

If things really develop in that direction, it is estimated that the empress does not intend to wake up the emperor. Maybe after the prince rushes back to the imperial capital, the emperor's life should come to an end.

It is hopeless to rely on those idiot imperial doctors to detoxify. Even if there is hope, the queen will make it hopeless.Dongfang Yu sighed sadly, it seems that she, a doctor of medicine, must do it herself.

But they have been secretly detained in the prison, how to go out to save the emperor?

Unless... the girl turned her eyes, and the light in her pupils flickered, which was very bright and attractive.

To wake up the emperor as soon as possible, but also to stop the prince who is rushing back to the imperial capital, the prince must not be allowed to enter the imperial capital before the emperor wakes up, otherwise...

These two things can only be done if you leave the sky prison, which is a dark place.

Before there is any real evidence to prove that the two of them are innocent, Huo Ping is absolutely impossible to let them leave.

That can only be..., the girl suddenly raised her eyes, her clear eyes were full of cunning and calculating, her smile fixed on Feng Yu's slightly pale handsome face.

In the sky prison, the jailers only lit a few oil lamps with light like beans on both sides of the long passage. Under such dim light, the people locked in the cells could not distinguish night from day at all.

Of course, as long as you observe carefully, you can still guess it from the jailer's emotions.

Needless to say, the guards who came on duty at night would often yawn repeatedly in such an environment where day and night were turned upside down, and they couldn't hide their sleepiness no matter how hard they held on.

And now, the jailer dozed off in a small room off the passage.

The Heavenly Prison is a place for serious offenders, so only Dongfang Yu and Feng Yu were imprisoned in the east cell. Apart from the slight breathing of the two, the only sound in the silent space was the occasional crackling sound of the lamp wick.

"Ouch, it hurts me to death!" A shrill cry out of pain, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, woke up several jailers who were dozing outside.

"Feng Yu, what's wrong with you?" The guards who were so far away were all awakened, and Dongfang Yu who was locked up next door jumped up from the haystack in an instant.

"Ouch, my stomach hurts, hurts, hurts..." Feng Yu hugged his stomach, ignoring how unbearably dirty the ground was, and rolled around on the haystack.

Dongfang Yu guessed from his distorted face in pain, this guy must be in pain at this moment, so he would be so disregarding his image, forgetting his cleanliness, and rolling on the ground howling.

Seeing the dripping cold sweat dripping from his forehead and cheeks, Dongfang Yu couldn't help feeling very anxious, and immediately slammed on the iron gate vigorously, letting go of his voice and shouting: "Come on, come on, come on quickly!" , something happened to His Royal Highness, hurry up and have a look!"

"What's going on? What's going on?"

The jailer Zhang Yong rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked in lazily and slowly.

"Brother Cha, hurry up and have a look. His Royal Highness is probably suffering from some kind of emergency. You can see that he is in great pain, and he is rolling on the ground!" Dongfang Yu's voice was anxious and startled. It was full of panic.

The jailer squinted his sleepy eyes and looked down on her face and paused. After a long while, he shook his head vigorously, trying to use this movement to wake himself up.

Seeing him standing still in a daze, Dongfang Yu urged him half-inducing and half-threatening: "Brother Cha, go over and have a look, he is the prince of Dongcheng, in case something happens to him Can you take responsibility for it?"

The jailer was finally so stimulated by the word "Prince" that he lost all sleepiness, and his heart was shocked. Although those who were imprisoned in the sky prison were all repeat offenders, but... who knows what is going on in the royal family!Maybe he will be acquitted tomorrow, or maybe the head will fall tomorrow.

Therefore, he has always adhered to the principle of not offending others and not currying favor with others, so he handled things with a peaceful attitude.

After a brief pause, the jailer then strode to Feng Yu's cell, opened the lock tremblingly, strode in quickly, bent down to look at Feng Yu who was still rolling and screaming on the ground with his stomach in his arms, "Six How are you, Your Highness?"

Feng Yu gritted his teeth and said intermittently: "My stomach hurts to death, hurry, hurry to find a doctor..."

The jailer approached with an oil lamp, watched Feng Yu carefully for a while, saw Feng Yu's face was pale with pain, and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead and forehead, so he was sure that he really had a sudden emergency.

"Sixth Highness, please wait, I will go out to find the doctor right away."

After confirming that Feng Yu was indeed suffering from a sudden illness, the jailer Zhang Yong didn't dare to hesitate anymore, turned around and left the cell, walked quickly through the passage, and went to the small room outside.

"Report to the cell boss. A delicate and fleshy person like His Highness the Sixth Highness probably couldn't stand the environment of the cell. He suddenly had an emergency, and now he is rolling on the ground screaming in pain."

Hearing this, the prison chief slapped the square table heavily with his big hands, and yelled cursingly in a hoarse voice: "His grandma's gone to heaven, and she thought she was the prince's precious life, and she was tossing people in the middle of the night. You can't doze off even if you want to, it's really fucking unlucky."

The jailer Zhang Yong waited patiently for him to calm down, and then hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Cell chief, I think it's better to find a doctor for him to take a look at him? What if something happens to him in there? Let's It's not easy to explain!"

Zhou Wu, another jailer in the small room, also chimed in, "Boss, what Zhang Yong said makes sense, let's work harder, why don't we find a doctor to show him?"

The flames that had just been lowered by the cell head ignited again, he stepped on the stool, stared and said: "It's the middle of the night, tell me, where can I find a doctor for him?"

Zhang Yong thought for a while, then suddenly slapped his head, and said pleasantly: "Oh, look at this little elm head; Prisoner, I remember that there is a Mingshan Hall on Tonghua Avenue? There are doctors taking turns there all night long The one on duty, I think, why not go there and find a doctor?"

The jailer grinned, patted Zhang Yong on the shoulder, and said: "You still have a good memory, go out from the back door here, go through two alleys, and then walk three streets, and you will arrive at Tonghua Street."

"Then why don't you go to Ming Shan Tang and invite the doctor?"

The cell boss raised his eyebrows impatiently, and waved his hand, "Go, go, but you must hurry up, kid, and remember to keep your mouth shut."

Zhang Yong bowed his head and nodded, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the cell boss, the young ones know the rules, and they will never reveal their identities."

"Well, let's go." The prison chief yawned, glanced at Zhou Wu, another jailer, and said, "Before Zhang Yong comes back, Zhou Wu, you go out and watch, I'll squint here."

(End of this chapter)