Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 15 Where Can You Get Such Courage

Lu Liangwei was not frightened by him. After speaking, he straightened his back and looked at Long Yang quietly with his dark eyes.

Those are a pair of extremely beautiful eyes. When they look at others, they seem to be full of stars, and they are particularly shining.

Long Yang was silent, and the only person who dared to look directly at him like this was Miss Lu Er.

It's obviously just a 15-year-old girl's film, how can such courage come from?

Thinking of the fact that she hanged herself for the prince, could it be that she was afraid of everything because she was willing to sacrifice her life?

While Long Yang pondered, listening to the clear voice of the little girl, he continued: "If the minister and daughter have not made a mistake in the diagnosis, the emperor's illness should be caused by some kind of toxin, which was poisoned when the emperor was young.

These poisons were not cleaned up at the time, but gradually accumulated and transformed. Now they have approached your heart. If you do not control them, the poison will soon invade your internal organs. At that time, even if there is a Daluo Immortal, it will be irreversible. . "

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Gan stared at her with wide eyes in horror.

Others don't understand, but he has been with his master for a long time, but he is very clear.

When the emperor was a child, he was indeed poisoned, but the poison was not a domineering poison, so it could not kill anyone at once.

But it was very difficult to remove it. At that time, even with the power of the entire Imperial Hospital, the poison in the master's body could not be removed.

Over time, the poison slowly damaged the master's dragon body.

You can't tell from the outside, but every time the master falls ill, it's very hard, and the pain is unbearable!

"thump!"

The sound of knees hitting the ground startled several people in the study.

"Zhao Gan!" Long Yang was the first to react, staring at him with a cold expression.

This time, Zhao Gan seemed to have eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, and turned a deaf ear to his master's words.

He gave Lu Liang a slight kowtow, "Miss Lu, please save our master!"

Lu Liang looked at him calmly.

The eunuch was so excited, it seemed that she was right.

"Why is Director Zhao like this? As long as the emperor believes in the minister's daughter, the minister's daughter will naturally die."

Hearing this, Zhao Gan immediately turned to look at Long Yang, and said bravely, "Master, Miss Lu Er is still young, so she was so eager to save people that she offended the master, and asked the master to give her a chance to make up for her mistakes."

When Lu Tingchen saw his plea, he was suddenly relieved.

When the emperor was young, Zhao Gan served by his side, and over the years, he was even more loyal.

Although Zhao Gan was an eunuch, he had more weight than his words.

Sure enough, Long Yang glanced at Zhao Gan, frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and there was a trace of anger in his eyebrows.

On the seventh day of the first day, he also knelt down, his dark eyes looked at Long Yang quietly, and said nothing.

Long Yang glanced at him, "Even you believe what Miss Lu Er said?"

On the seventh day of the first day, he took a few steps forward on his knees, stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of his robe, and when he raised his head again, there was some kind of hope in his dark eyes, "It's already like that, why not trust her once?"

Lu Tingchen knelt down when he saw the seventh day, and the last worry in his heart disappeared.

Although he was only fourteen years old on the seventh day of the first lunar month, he was extremely skilled in martial arts. At a young age, he was already the emperor's personal bodyguard, and he was also in charge of the guard of the emperor's palace.

It is said that the seventh day of the first lunar month was brought back by the emperor from the war zone. For many years, he had been kept by his side, and he personally taught his martial arts. He was said to be a monarch and a minister, but in fact it was more like a father and son.

If it hadn't been for the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the emperor would probably have made him the heir, so what else could happen to Long Chi?!

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