Chapter 1265 The Son of Heaven's Scheming (4)
"Qichen Wang, the emperor was attacked by assassins in Lingwei Pavilion, and he was seriously injured because he was protecting ~er, protecting Miss Qian, so that's why~" The guard was lifted into the air by Long Muchen, and almost died of suffocation. , Speaking also faltered.
Lingwei Pavilion—Miss Qian?
Long Muchen grasped these important words, his puzzled gaze, and then looked at Long Yutian's weak expression, gradually became sharper.
He took a deep breath, and his voice became more and more cold: "How is the emperor's situation now, tell me the truth!"
Beads of sweat rolled down the foreheads of several imperial physicians, kneeling on the ground trembling.
"Reporting to King Chen, Your Majesty, he was poisoned by poison, and the poison has penetrated into the blood along the wound, so—"
Long Muchen's murderous eyes swept over him, and the imperial physicians immediately kowtowed in fright.
"My lord, the ministers have tried their best, the emperor has poisoned his veins, even if Hua Tuo is alive, there is no cure-"
They didn't know that if they couldn't save the emperor, they might be buried with them, but they really did their best!
Long Muchen closed his eyes tightly, clenched his fists, and only said one word: "Get lost~"
Those imperial physicians immediately retreated as if they had received the order, thanking them a lot, but none of them dared to leave, and all knelt at the door, ready to die at any time.
Long Muchen stood not far from the bed, stared at his nephew who was only three years younger than himself with deep eyes, looked at him for a long time, and then stepped up, trembling to catch his pulse.
Sure enough, the poison was attacking the heart, and the qi and blood were in chaos. Even if Hua Tuo was reborn, he would have no way to return to heaven.
Feeling someone approaching, Long Yutian opened his eyes tiredly, seeing that the person beside him was Long Muchen, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Uncle Fourteen, where is Duo'er, did you bring it here?"
Papaya was sleeping in Long Muchen's cuff, and it had been woken up by the noise just now, now when he heard someone calling his name, he lazily raised his eyelids, and from Long Muchen's cuff, A cat's head popped out.
It stretched out its front paws, kicked and scratched, and made a cat-like lazy waist, but inadvertently saw Long Yutian lying on the bed, dying.
The eyes are deeply sunken, and the bottom of the dark green pupils is covered with bloodshot eyes; the lips are purple and black, like burnt eggplant~
Damn, that look is just like those little ghosts locked in the iron prison she saw when she went to the Hall of Yama, not to mention how terrifying it is!
The papaya was stuck in the cuff, and the next second, he jumped onto the bed, pointing his paw at his cat face.
Ah San, why did you make yourself into such a mess? It looks worse than a cat? !
Long Yutian understood the doubt in Papaya's eyes, stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch its forehead, but when he thought of the poison in his body, he was worried whether it would pass on it, so he withdrew his hand, and deliberately touched it. It keeps its distance.
"Duo'er, I'm fine, but you have to be mentally prepared. If nothing unexpected happens, you can return to your body today?"
The round cat eyes of the papaya flower suddenly widened to the maximum, with surprise fluorescent lights shining inside. It circled around Long Yutian's bed for several times, looked left and right, and found Ah San's strange shape, which was ingenious and unconventional. Pretty handsome!