Chapter 77 Thunderous Means

The Royal Forest Army responded: "Yes!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!" Nanny Zhou turned pale with fright and kowtowed repeatedly, "I don't know what's going on. I really don't know. I don't know anything, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, have mercy on me!" Meng Changqing kowtowed, "Please, Your Majesty, have mercy! Your Majesty, have mercy!"

Ji Weiyu stood aside and watched with cold eyes.

Is your father ruthless? He should be ruthless. If he is not ruthless in front of his opponents, then he is really a waste.

Indecisiveness and ruthlessness are never contradictory.

It was expected that Meng Changqing and Aunt Zhou would be dealt with. The Queen Mother was regarded as the most respected person in Ren'an Palace, and although Meng Changqing, the general manager, was a slave, she was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

He and Aunt Zhou were definitely the two people who committed the most evil around the Queen Mother. It would be strange if the father didn't take action against them.

Meng Changqing and Nanny Zhou were quickly dragged out, accompanied by a shrill cry of begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, have mercy! Your Majesty, have mercy!"

The screams were frightening, and the people in the palace were trembling with fear, lying on the ground and not daring to breathe.

The seven souls and six souls of the Queen Mother who were still lying on the ground gradually returned to their places. Listening to the hoarse screams outside, she blinked her eyes, but her whole body was too exhausted to exert any strength.

"You guys, why don't you lift the Queen Mother and put her on the bed!" The emperor turned around and sternly ordered the medical ladies, "Check the Queen Mother's pulse and see what's going on? If there is anything wrong with the Queen Mother, you will all be buried with her. !”

The medical ladies, who had been frightened out of their wits, had long since lost their strength. After hearing the order, they stood up quickly. After stumbling, the four of them started to lift the queen mother up and put her on the couch.

Then one by one they take turns to take pulses.

After a while, there was another sound of footsteps outside, "Your Majesty, the doctor is here."

The emperor quickly ordered: "Let them come in!"

The imperial doctors filed in, all with nervousness on their faces. After all, they didn't know what the Queen Mother's condition was.

The emperor was so angry that he ordered Meng Changqing and Aunt Zhou to be beaten with a stick. The miserable wailing outside made those who heard it change their color. Thinking about what happened in the past few days, they felt their hearts beating with fear.

When the imperial doctors saw the Queen Mother lying on the phoenix couch, their faces turned pale at that moment, and they couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition in their hearts.

It's over.

If they take pulse from the Queen Mother today, will they still be alive to see the sun rise tomorrow?

The Queen Mother has always been graceful and dignified, but has she ever been in such a miserable state?

The atmosphere in the palace was depressing. The medical ladies knelt down and took a few steps back to make room for the imperial doctor.

After the first imperial doctor checked his pulse, he couldn't help but look confused: "Huh?"

The emperor's eyebrows darkened: "What's going on?"

The imperial doctor didn't say anything, and after testing carefully for a while, his eyebrows began to wrinkle. There seemed to be nothing abnormal about the Queen Mother's pulse.

He looked solemn and felt strange.

He turned around and let another doctor continue to take pulse.

The emperor just waited, his face calm, but his heart was agitated. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Ji Weiyu and Yan Qing.

Ji Weiyu's expression was calm, and he looked really unfazed.

Yan Qing stood in front of the window, as quiet as a chivalrous woman who had traveled from afar. Under normal circumstances, only women from the world or merchants' daughters who often walked around would wear curtain hats.

Speaking of which, the emperor has never seen Yan Qing's true appearance.

There were screams outside.

Yan Qing ignored the imperial doctor who was checking the Queen Mother's pulse, and listened quietly and intently to the screams outside. The gauze hanging from her hat covered her slightly closed eyes, and also covered up the cold look between her eyebrows.

Those in power in the harem liked to use the method of killing with a stick to deal with the palace people, and I didn't expect that the Emperor of Chu was no exception.

I don't know if it's due to the shadow left by his childhood. Yan Qing actually doesn't like hearing such sounds, let alone seeing such scenes.

Blood flowed all over the ground and screams continued.

The palace man gradually died under the punishment of the staff, and the mat disappeared into the palace.

Human life is like grass.

Yan Qing curled her lips mockingly, remembering that she still dreamed of being a good person in her previous life.

What does it mean to be a good person?

It is still comfortable to be a bad person, and you can do whatever you want, without being bound by worldly morality, and do whatever you want.

"Doctor Yan." The young man's clean voice sounded in his ears, with concern, "What are you thinking about?"

"Some insignificant things." Yan Qing came back to his senses, answered casually, and then turned to look in the direction of the Feng couch.

Several imperial doctors were exchanging opinions after taking the pulse. After a moment, one of them respectfully reported to the emperor: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother's pulse is normal. Although I didn't know what happened just now, the Queen Mother's mood seemed a bit too intense. , so the pulse beat a little fast, everything else was normal, and no strange symptoms were found. "

Other imperial doctors also expressed the same opinion.

The emperor said nothing and looked in the direction of the phoenix couch silently.

The Queen Mother was already awake at this time, but she had been tortured to the point of losing all her strength. At first glance, she seemed to be weak, with more air coming out and less air coming in.

The emperor walked over and looked at the woman in front of him quietly.

His mother.

He has been in power for many years and has always been aloof. He always looks graceful and dignified and cannot be offended.

There seemed to be nothing she couldn't do inside and outside the palace.

When she is in a bad mood, she can kill people arbitrarily and use various severe punishments to punish those who oppose her. She openly favors men and tramples on the face of the royal family.

She didn't even love her own son. She only wanted power, the power of life and death, the power to control the world.

For so many years, he, the emperor, had been living under the shadow of the queen mother. He hated and feared her. The little affection he had as a son had been wiped out many years ago.

It is said that there is no family affection in the royal family, but he has always known that there is suspicion between father and son, and intrigue and killing between brothers. Shouldn't mother and son share the same fate?

The mother of the emperor, the queen mother of a country, she is already the most noble woman in the world, why is she still not satisfied?

She wants to be the emperor and wants to seize the throne of her son. She is an ambitious woman.

The emperor's mood is quite complicated at this time.

In the past, I always felt that there were many things in my heart that I had no chance to say. Now face to face, I have no idea what to say.

The imperial doctors knelt on the ground, the palace maids knelt on the ground motionless, and the female doctors were scared out of their wits.

The Ren'an Palace was so quiet that it seemed as if it was shrouded in a dead silence. Even the screams of Meng Changqing and Madam Zhou outside had stopped at some point.

The emperor finally spoke: "How do you feel, mother? Are you okay?"