Peerless Consort Wants to Divorce

With such a conflicted mood, they walked all the way up the mountain.

As the sun rose higher and higher, the dew on the side of the road evaporated, reducing the cold energy in the forest. Seeing that Wen Yi was finding it harder and harder to walk, Song Yunqian knew that her legs were twisted, and so he found a cave to help her rest.

The cave was very shallow, and was only able to accommodate three people. Therefore, when the two of them sat inside the cave, there was only a little bit of space left.

"Treat your injuries here. This King will go out to gather some wild fruits to fill up your hunger." Song Yunqian said indifferently, he knew that she had some medical knowledge and believed that these small injuries were not too difficult for her.

Wen Yi called out to him, "There's no need to go, I have something to eat here." She opened the package and took out a bag of things. She slowly opened it, and surprisingly, what was wrapped inside the oil paper was a fragrant sesame seed cake. She took out two gourd canteens from her bag and threw one to him. "Drink some water first. I have asked the guards. There aren't many water sources in this mountain area."

Song Yunqian held the bottle gourd in his hand and looked at her with a complicated expression. In the end, he could not help but ask, "Are you still Yang Luoyi?"

Wen Yi raised her head in shock, "Why does Your Highness say that?" He pretended to be calm on the surface, but his heart was thumping wildly.

Song Yunqian opened the cap of the screw, and took a sip. His sharp gaze fell on Wen Yi's face, which had a hint of surprise on it, as if she was curious about his question. He did not continue speaking, but continued to sit down. He picked up a piece of sesame seed cake and put it in his mouth.

Along the way, he had fought another battle with the mastiff, and his stomach was growling. He had never thought of bringing food with him to travel in the martial arts world. He had always relied on the mountains to eat the water. However, the situation was a little unusual today. Along the way, there were no streams. Furthermore, the mastiff that had killed the bandits was afraid of being caught up in trouble, so naturally, it could not kill its prey and start a fire to cook its food.

Thus, he must have made up his mind to first get some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. Although he couldn't stomach the hunger, it was still better than nothing.

However, she casually took out two sesame seed cakes. From the looks of it, she wasn't completely useless.

When he was hungry, the sesame seed cake had become a delicacy. Even though he had finished eating one, he still had some lingering feelings. Wen Yi smiled, extended his hand and tore half of it apart, "Your highness, please use it, I can't eat that much."

Song Yunqian did not stand on ceremony as he took it and ate it. After eating the sesame seed cake and gulping down a few mouthfuls of water, he turned to her and asked, "How is your foot?"

Wen Yi took off her shoes and socks, causing her ankle to become red and swollen. She took out a bottle of medicinal wine from her bag and wiped the red and swollen parts, but she was still unable to wipe herself enough to have an effect.

Song Yunqian looked at it, snatched the bottle, and said coldly: "I'm afraid that you won't be able to walk properly, I didn't mean to help you." He had even brought along medicinal wine. It could be seen that she had done quite well in his preparations.

He poured the wine into his palms, rubbed his hands together to warm them, and then rubbed them hard on her ankles.

Wen Yi only felt a bit of fever at her ankle, and the pain was finally relieved. Wen Yi said softly: "Thank you!"

Song Yunqian's expression was cold as he said, "This king has already said, it's not that I want to help you, it's just that I don't want you to burden this king. Would it hurt if he tried to move? If it's not painful, we'll have to hurry on our way. "

Wen Yi moved, although there was still some pain, but it was already better than before. She was secretly amazed, this ancient medicinal wine was truly magical, or perhaps it could even be said to be miraculous in traditional Chinese medicine. In the twenty-first century, because of the existence of western medicine, Chinese medicine was gradually being rejected by the people, and there were even people who opposed it on the internet, saying that Chinese medicine was a swindler and wanted to abolish it. Now it seems that the mystique of Chinese medicine is far greater than people's understanding. Those who opposed traditional Chinese medicine only did not meet an outstanding Chinese doctor.

She stood up and said, "I'm fine. Let's continue on our way."

Song Yunqian knew he sprained his leg, it was impossible for him to be fine in such a short period of time, and he gained a more appreciative look at her determination, just that in his heart, he still looked indifferent.

Seeing that the hostility he felt towards had lessened, Wen Yi pondered over whether he should properly discuss Ke Er's matters with him. The memories in her mind remained. She was certain that Yang Luoyi did not push Ke Er into the water, but she did not know who pushed him down either.

Of course, if Yang Luoyi knew who harmed Ke Er, she wouldn't have to defend herself and cause no one to believe him. After all, she was the Imperial Radiant Princess. If she could tell who the culprit was, it would be clear from the investigation.

Just because she didn't know, she couldn't argue with him.

Yang Luoyi's life seemed to be glorious, as she was born in a prestigious clan. Not long after she was born, she was bestowed the title of Guang Hui Princess by the current emperor, and was extremely illustrious and glorious. However, things were extremely rough on the road to love, and even when she died, she was still unable to justify her grievances. Wen Yi sighed to herself, and she became even more determined to clear up Yang Luoyi's grievances, and find out who was the one who pushed him into the water.

It was just that when she spoke with Song Yunqian earlier, if she brought up Ke Er's matter now, it would cause him to feel disgusted, so she could only keep her mouth shut for now and wait for the time being to make her plans.

Yang Luofan was still in the palace. She knew that Wen Yi had followed him up the mountain to gather medicinal herbs, so she was not willing to be outdone. He said that he would stay in the first place to take care of the newborn little Wangsun.

Actually, there were so many people in the palace, why would it be her turn as an unborn child to take care of the little Wangsun? It was just that the empress dowager had said that the Wangsun had experienced many hardships in her mother's womb, and now that he was born, he didn't know whether his mother was dead or alive. She had stayed by his side and prayed for him, which was also a form of help.

An Ran Wangsun was not even born a month ago, so the imperial doctors were naturally cautious about his birth.

On the morning of the second day, the Lord of Academic adjudication personally came to feel Wangsun's pulse. However, he discovered that Wangsun's skin and eyes were slightly yellow.

"Lord, logically speaking, preterm infants should have developed jaundice three or four days later, but it hasn't been twelve hours and it's already so yellow. Could it be …" The one who was consulting with the Academic adjudication was him, he did not dare say anything else.

Academic adjudication also frowned, "It is indeed abnormal, you are the Mother Soul Holy Hand, you will be staying here to take care of us, when I return I will discuss the treatment with the royal doctors."

Imperial Concubine Rong was also in front of him. Hearing the two imperial doctors whispering to each other, her heart skipped a beat. She stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, did something happen to Wangsun?"

Academic adjudication bowed and said: "Reporting to Imperial Concubine Rong, Wangsun was born with maternal poison, and today Wangsun has jaundice. Furthermore, in just half a day, it has already become so yellow, so early, we were just worried that the poison might have invaded Wangsun's body and injured his liver and kidney, but we were just making preparations. Wangsun is lucky, and I believe that nothing will happen, please be at ease Empress."

"An Xin?" Imperial Concubine Rong said anxiously: "How can I be at ease? He is the lifeblood of this palace and this prince, as well as the lifeline of this empress dowager. We cannot allow even the slightest mistake to occur, no matter what methods you use, I must ensure that the Wangsun is safe and sound. "

Academic adjudication fearfully said, "I will do my best!"

Yang Luofan was also inside the room. Upon hearing this, he stepped forward to comfort the Imperial Concubine Rong, "Empress, don't worry.

When Imperial Concubine Rong thought about it again, she felt really relieved and said sadly, "Son, you were born with so much suffering, grandmother feels so sorry for you!"

In the evening, Wangsun suddenly had a high fever, his body twitched, and the milk he ate flowed out in a torrential stream, causing the people of the palace to become anxious.

The Imperial Physician Shangguan was helpless, he could not take any strong medicines to reduce the fever, he could only use the recipe to clear his liver and purge the flames, but the fever was too strong, it was still worrisome.

In order to show off, Yang Luofan personally took care of the Wangsun and passed the time for his to cool his head down.

The empress dowager also came to guard, and the emperor ordered the Taiyuan Hospital to stop burning within days.

The Imperial Physician Shangguan was the main healer of the Wangsun. The Wangsun did not have a fever even in the evening.

They spent the entire night developing a plan to reduce the fever, but they could not use all kinds of wolf-tiger medicine. Furthermore, they did not know the cause of the disease, so using the poison to clear the liver was basically useless. Even though the Emperor was furious, he could do nothing about it.

Her condition was also very poor. The prince had always been by her side and no one dared to tell him about Enron Wangsun's situation, afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear the brunt of the blow. had told her before when she was leaving that if her condition turned bad, she had to be saved through acupuncture and moxibustion.

The life of an imperial concubine and a Wangsun was like a steel wire floating high in the sky.

Taiyuan Hospital had never tried to ask for help like this. This group of large countries had an unparalleled medical skills and had always been high and mighty. They did not trust anyone's medical skills, and there was even contempt for them. However, all the hope of the royal doctors rested on Wen Yi, as they hoped for him to return quickly.

As for Wen Yi who was in the Sirius Mountain, although he did not know about the current situation in the palace, he did not feel any pain from the fire from time to time. As a doctor, he was responsible for saving others. For every patient, she would do his best. In modern times, there are advanced medical equipment, many of the difficult diseases have treatment methods. But here, in ancient times, even though traditional Chinese medicine was very skilled, sometimes the diagnosis was wrong. Even if there was a skilled medical skill, it still wouldn't be of any use.

In the evening, they were about to enter the most dangerous place in Sirius Mountain, Snake Mountain.

Although it was already autumn, but just as Song Yunqian had said, the climate around Sirius Mountain was not very cold, so many snakes had not entered into hibernation yet. Although the attacking power of snakes in autumn would be lower than in summer, as the name implied, Snake Mountain was a place filled with snakes.

However, once they entered Snake Mountain, they were not afraid of bandits chasing them. Thus, the two of them rested for a while at the intersection between Snake Mountain and Mist Mountain before travelling again.

Wen Yi took out a bottle of wine from her bag, and after opening it, Song Yunqian frowned: "Why does this wine smell so bad?"

Wen Yi said with a smile: "It's not a stench, it's the smell of yellow. This bottle is of yellow wine, it's used to drive snakes. Let's have a drink first, then we'll walk and sweat all the way. The smell of alcohol will come out of the pores of our bodies, and the snake will smell the yellow color and won't dare to come close to us. "

Song Yunqian gazed at her with his dark grey eyes for a moment. In the end, he could not help but praise her, "You really thought things through!"

Wen Yi raised her head and drank a mouthful of water, she then wiped the corner of her mouth and said: "We are here to find a cure to save people, to save people, the first thing is to ensure our safety." She handed it to him. "Here, have a drink!"

Song Yunqian took the wine and wiped the edge of the wine pot, not wanting to get wet with her saliva. He turned his head and pretended not to see anything.