The eunuchs and palace maids were kneeling and anxious, and the Ninghe Hall was instantly in chaos.
Eunuch Xian subconsciously glanced at Wen Qingci and immediately gave up his seat next to the emperor.
Wen Qingci walked up with a medicine box and fed him the life-saving pill.
After a while, the emperor's coughing finally stopped.
And at some point, his hand tightly grasped Wen Qingci's sleeve.
It was like grabbing his last straw.
"…My illness," Xie Zhaolin suddenly raised his eyes and looked deeply at Wen Qingci, "What is it like?"
As he spoke, his fingers were still trembling.
The most common symptoms of chronic mercury poisoning are anxiety, emotional and mental instability, headaches, dizziness and muscle cramps.
Neither the emperor himself nor the imperial physician would say that he had mental problems.
The problem of muscle spasms was basically solved after Wen Qingci entered the palace.
Therefore, the most obvious symptoms of Xie Zhaolin are dizziness and headache.
After refining the Convolvulus Pill, everything seemed to be moving in a good direction.
But now, the muscle twitching occurred again.
The fear that had been buried deep in the emperor's heart until today finally came out with this mouthful of blood.
After the southern tour, Xie Zhaolin looked much older.
All the fatigue accumulated over the past few decades came upon me overnight.
Wen Qingci was well prepared for this question. He bowed slightly and spoke the words he had prepared long ago to comfort the other party.
After realizing that the emperor was suffering from heavy metal poisoning, Wen Qingci originally planned to find the source and solve the problem from the source.
But now... he changed his mind.
“… Your Majesty, please rest assured that I will do my best.”
After Wen Qingci finished speaking, it was a long time before the emperor finally smiled and slowly loosened his sleeves.
"Okay, I believe you." The emperor's voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been sanded.
Hearing this, Wen Qingci quickly took a half step back and bowed.
He didn't see that the moment he bent down, the emperor looked at him with his eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
At this time, the emperor had already made some considerations in his mind.
I won't die.
Definitely not.
Even if medicine is ineffective, isn't there still Wen Qingci's blood that can be used
Ever since he knew Wen Qingci's identity, the emperor had always treated him with courtesy and had not revealed his thoughts, for fear of accidentally disturbing Wen Qingci.
All this was to keep him by her side - until the very end.
An autumn rain soaked the entire Yongdu, and the weather suddenly turned cold.
The leaves hanging on the ancient sycamore tree also fell with the autumn wind.
While being beautiful, it also adds a sense of desolation to the Taishu Palace.
This decline and the passing of life also made the emperor increasingly nervous.
Recently, whenever the emperor felt unwell, he would call Wen Qingci to his side.
As an imperial physician, he was able to unlock many palace rooms that he had never visited before.
For example, the Baiqiao Building where he is now.
Before Wen Qing left, he felt that the name of this place sounded familiar. After thinking about it for a while, he finally remembered that the palace maid who fell into the well and whom he met shortly after he entered the book was the one who was responsible for cleaning this place.
The incense burned and the emperor slowly closed his eyes.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wen Qingci couldn't help but look around and observe carefully.
Although this building is called "Bai Qiao Building", it looks no different from an ordinary study at first glance.
It seems to be just a table, just a few circles larger.
The biggest highlight of the "Bai Qiao Building" is that there are many small models of buildings or mortise and tenon components placed in every corner of the building.
Wen Qingci had never known that the emperor had such a hobby.
"All right..." The muscles that had been twitching just now gradually calmed down. The emperor slowly opened his eyes and said to the imperial physician, "Your Excellency, you can leave now."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Wen Qingci put the silver needle back into the medicine box, and after finishing his preparations, he was about to carry his things out.
As soon as his fingertips touched the medicine box, before he could tightly grip the handle, he suddenly lost strength.
Immediately afterwards, my arm felt a severe pain.
Wen Qingci subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his left hand.
The back of the hand exposed outside the wide sleeves was particularly pale, as if it were carved out of snow, and even the fingernails were bloodless.
There was only a sudden purple bruise on the blood vessels on the back of his hand.
Wen Qingci gently placed his right hand on his left wrist, and a little warmth passed through the palm of his hand, but this still did not awaken his numb left arm.
He paused, finally changed his hand to pick up the medicine box, and slowly walked out of Baiqiao Building.
From beginning to end, Wen Qingci remained calm and did not show the slightest sign of panic.
No one noticed that he was gritting his teeth and holding on.
Ever since the last time he let blood flow, his left hand has been a little weak.
Wen Qingci didn't take it seriously at first.
Until that time when I picked up a hand warmer in the canal... The damp and cold air in the water immediately corroded my body and seeped into my bones and lungs.
Even though a long time has passed, Wen Qingci still coughs from time to time.
In recent times, as the temperature has dropped a little bit, the numbness in his left hand has become more and more serious, and he has been experiencing excruciating pain from time to time.
Now it’s even difficult to carry a medicine box.
After walking out of Baiqiao Tower, Wen Qingci couldn't help but look up and glance at the gloomy sky.
Before I knew it, it seemed time to take out the thick clothes that were at the bottom.
I don’t know how Xie Bufeng is doing in the north.
*
The cotton coat I bought last time was only thick enough for autumn wear.
The weather in Yongdu was getting colder, not to mention the border areas.
After returning to Wangtan Garden outside the palace, Wen Qingci packed the newly bought winter clothes into a box, and also prepared Tianci's antidote.
Logically speaking, Xie Bufeng should have enough antidote in his hand.
But in recent times, Wen Qingci still gave him medicine several times in the name of Concubine Lan.
As a mother, Lan Fei didn't know that Xie Bufeng was not poisoned at all, so it was normal for her to prepare more antidotes for him every time.
Wen Qingci checked the contents of the box again and again, and after making sure that there was no problem, he sealed the box and sent it to Eunuch Xian.
And it was sent to the frontier along with the estimate.
The general stationed in Changyuan Town naturally did not dare to disobey the emperor's orders and wishes.
However, Xie Bufeng's military achievements cannot be erased.
Even so, after several battles, Xie Bufeng became the commander of Zhaowu Army and led 300 soldiers.
Military law clearly distinguishes between rewards and punishments, and has never been stingy with rewards for those who have made contributions.
After being promoted to captain, all the soldiers under Xie Bufeng were selected by himself.
—In Xie Bufeng’s eyes, the level of martial arts skills is not important; obedience and following orders are the most important.
Equally important is the hatred towards the Northern Di and the murderous intent in one’s heart.
Such a team is as sharp as a sword and unstoppable.
He has been feared by the Northern Di people since the day he was born.
"One, two, one, two, one..."
The huge siege vehicle, pushed by the soldiers, slammed heavily into the city gate, causing the rammed earth walls to tremble.
The Beidi soldiers guarding the city wall were filled with fear.
With a loud bang, the wooden city wall collapsed.
The soldiers of the Wei Dynasty rushed in through the gap in the city gate. Under the leadership of Xie Bufeng, they killed anyone who stood in their way.
They hadn't expected to win.
It was Xie Bufeng's arrival that changed all this.
—Now that you are here and your head is hanging on your waist, why not try your best to make a name for yourself, achieve success, and go down in history
In just a moment, the ground made of loess was soaked with blood.
The morale of the Northern Di army was instantly broken.
"Hurry, hurry! Go out from another city gate first—"
"Give me a change of clothes!"
In a mansion in the city, the Northern Di nobles, who had occupied this place and feasted and ate lavishly for many days, changed into the coarse linen clothes of the common people and fled in panic.
After making sure that his disguise was perfect, he and his followers left the mansion through the back door and headed towards another city gate.
He didn't expect that before he reached his destination, there was a sound of horse hooves from the other side of the long street, and a young man dressed in black and silver armor, holding a heavy sword, appeared at the other end of the long street.
At this moment, the young man lowered his eyes and gave him a contemptuous smile.
"You..." The Beidi noble's body immediately began to tremble.
Although they had never met before, the imposing aura of the young man made him recognize him at once - the man was Xie Bufeng.
It was the killing god of the Wei Dynasty.
But then he remembered that he was wearing ordinary people's clothes today, so he straightened his back and tried to escape openly under his nose.
"Xie Bufeng is young after all. He may be able to kill people with his recklessness on the battlefield, but it is not certain outside the battlefield..."
"Sir..." The nobleman just opened his mouth, but before he could finish his words, a black figure immediately approached him.
As silent as a ghost.
Xie Bufeng suddenly came closer and said what was in his mind with a smile.
"This, this is impossible..."
"How could Xie Bufeng know what I'm thinking?"
"That must have been just a coincidence."
The noble subconsciously wanted to turn around and slip away, but just as he was about to move, he realized that his legs had become as soft as noodles.
Not to mention running, even standing is a bit difficult now.
A feeling of fear rose from the bottom of my heart.
Xie Bufeng did not give him time for a final fight.
Accompanied by a flash of cold light, the Beidi noble suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
Before he could react, his head and body were separated.
Countless soldiers surged up from behind Xie Bufeng.
Cheers and the crazy neighing of war horses instantly resounded throughout the town.
—Nearly half a year after its fall, Changyuan Town returned to the hands of the Wei Dynasty.
"Your Highness!!!"
"Long live His Highness! Long live His Highness!"
"Captain, you are so brave!!!"
The soldiers' cheers echoed throughout the grassland and Gobi Desert in an instant.
They had forgotten all about the generals and emperors.
The only person they admired was the one in front of them!
Unlike Yongdu, strength has always been the key on the battlefield.
Under the absolute strength, the boy's temper, which was once criticized, was actually sought after by the soldiers.
Xie Bufeng took the wine jar and took a big gulp, then smiled and poured the rest of the wine into the sky.
Military life made the boy taller and his muscles became stronger, as if he contained endless power.
Her long curly black hair was wet with wine, and there were some new scars on her honey-colored skin.
But this contrast makes him look unruly and unrestrained.
Xie Bufeng was like an eagle soaring into the sky, no longer under anyone's control.
The emperor sent him to the battlefield, which was simply letting a tiger return to the mountains!
Seeing this scene from afar... while being infected by this atmosphere, other generals in the army also vaguely came up with other plans.
That night, supplies were delivered from Yongdu.
Xie Bufeng, who was now a captain, had his own military tent. When he returned to the tent, the box had been placed in the center of the tent.
The boy drank a lot of alcohol, but his mind was still clear.
He walked over slowly, slowly opened the box, and took out Tianci's antidote.
Although he knew that this was a gift from his mother, Xie Bufeng still had an illusion because of the cold porcelain bottle... At this moment, he seemed to touch Wen Qingci's cold and slender fingers through the porcelain bottle.
The thought for a moment made his breathing disordered.
That night, the Northern Di fled in panic.
The Wei Dynasty soldiers who entered the city drank and partied until late at night. Only after venting their endless desires did they return to their tents to rest.
After Xie Bufeng took the antidote, he still refused to put down the porcelain bottle.
The cool and delicate touch aroused his thoughts in his dream...
What Xie Bufeng was holding in his hand seemed to no longer be Wen Qingci's porcelain bottle, but his wrist.
Late at night, everything is quiet.
A light suddenly lit up in the captain's tent.
At this time, frost had begun to form in the north, but Xie Bufeng was only wearing a single layer of clothing.
He walked to the stream as if he was unaware of the cold and slowly immersed his body in it to quench the burning fire in his heart.
(End of this chapter)