Seeing his strange expression, Ge Feng couldn't help but follow him.
"Sir, what is it?"
The medical sage pushed him away with his shoulders, folded the paper again, carefully stuffed it into the bag, and said impatiently, "You want to read all the love poems written by the lord to my apprentice? Don't listen to the young couple's gossip."
Ge Feng rubbed his nose and smiled awkwardly, "What's wrong with the prince, I heard from Xiaojia and the others that the prince treats the princess very strangely, as if possessed by a demon."
The medical sage was 70% sure in his heart, but he still had to ask in detail before he could make a final judgment, "Call them over, I want to ask about the situation."
Ge Feng immediately found everyone, except for Xiao Jia who was taken away by the old Fengjun, Yi Bingding stood upright in front of the medical saint, and carefully told the scene that happened in Bowanghou's mansion, not daring to omit anything.
The more the medical sage listened, the weirder his face became, and finally he couldn't help but slammed the table down, "It seems that the dead woman made something again."
He blew his beard and stared angrily, and walked around Gu Jiuxiao's bedside.
Hateful, exasperating!
But he didn't have time to teach his disciples how to make and dispel Gu, he always felt that the future would be long, who would have thought that his disciple would fall on this Gu.
"Sir, my lord, this is..."
Seeing that his face was very ugly, Ge Feng felt uneasy and couldn't help guessing, "Is the prince poisoned?"
"It would be better if it was poisoned, that girl Jiaer still has a way."
The medical sage sighed softly, regret flashed in his eyes, "That girl must be sad, that's why she lied to the prince and left."
The eyes of Ge Feng and the others darkened. They liked the princess very much, and with the princess around, their prince became more like a normal person, who would cry, laugh, be angry, be mad and complain, but they never thought that in just a few days, the prince would encounter such a great difficulty.
The medical sage sighed softly, turned his head to look at Gu Jiuxiao, who had his eyes closed and his breath was weak, and said in a deep voice, "My lord has two pulses in his body now."
Ge Feng's expressions changed, and they all looked at each other in shock.
"One is stronger, the other is weak but crazy, and seems to be struggling for the last time... The two-phase game has brought a lot of impact, and the prince just fell into a coma."
The medical sage stroked his beard anxiously, "If the old man's guess is correct, the brocade box containing the flesh and blood that the lord brought back is the flesh and blood of the voodoo victim. Thanks to little Qin Jue's mistake, he threw the box into the kiln that was about to be sealed, melting the flesh and blood into ashes, which made the voodoo weak."
After hearing this, Xiao Bing breathed a sigh of relief.
He has always admired his prince, but the way the prince treated the concubine a few days ago made him very sad. Although he always complained about the prince, he still hated him. Now that he knew that the prince was bewitched, he felt a little better.
"Is that... we took the woman's remaining flesh and blood..."
Although Xiao Yi is usually very silent, but his mind is the fastest among the four brothers, and he quickly mentioned the key points.
His eyes were bright, and he was fixed on looking at the doctor.
"It's not impossible, it's just that the flesh and blood are scattered all over the place, and it's extremely troublesome to collect them. How about this, you just wait a few days until I have prepared enough medicinal soup for the prince, and I will go with you."
When the medical sage said this, he felt a little worried in his heart. He always felt that even if he only listened to the descriptions of the hidden guards, he could sense something wrong with his little disciple.
I don't know how his little apprentice is doing now.
The imperial capital thousands of miles away.
Gu Yan got out of the carriage, looked up at the plaque of Duke Dingguo's mansion, and was startled.
The dim moon's round face looked at it strangely, and felt that the plaque was just like that, not so novel that it was worthy of my master to look at it like this.
"Princess..."
Obscure Moon only called out, and then realized that she had spoken casually again, and hurriedly changed her address, "Third Prince, don't we go in?"
Gu Yan withdrew his gaze and stepped in.
This is the first time he stepped into Duke Dingguo's mansion after he regained his status as prince.
He could sense Duke Ding's dislike for him, and it happened that he didn't like this grandfather either. He had always maintained a superficial harmony with Duke Ding for the sake of his mother.
"The third prince..."
Ding Guogong's housekeeper hurried over and led him with a friendly smile and a very respectful attitude.
Gu Yan nodded at him indifferently, and stepped forward.
After Mr. Dingguo got old, he liked the quiet environment. Gu Yan was guided by the housekeeper to go deeper and deeper. When he passed a bamboo forest, he paused, and his eyes glanced at the depths of the bamboo forest.
The steward of Duke Dingguo's mansion immediately stopped and said with a flattering smile, "Why did the third prince stop?"
Gu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes looking at him in the avatar, making him look like a light on his back, he was very concerned, he shook his head, "It's nothing, you continue to lead the way."
The bamboo shook, and a few bamboo leaves fell to the ground.
A man in red was dragged all the way into the artificial cave deep in the bamboo forest with his mouth covered. The man was covered with his mouth and didn't know how to struggle. He just watched Gu Yan go away with novelty and longing eyes. He whimpered in disappointment when he couldn't see him anymore, and the tears rolled down one by one.
The teardrop seemed to be hot, and it scalded the person's hand all of a sudden.
The hand covering his mouth trembled from the heat, and gently and compassionately wiped away the tears on his face, "My lord, stop crying, stop crying."
The man in red didn't realize that he was crying at all, he fixed his eyes on the direction Gu Yan was leaving, with a bewildered gaze, "I... I..."
The man in black silently looked at his face which was almost the same as Gu Yan's but also more mysterious and cold, and forced a smile. Even though he knew he was a fool and couldn't understand, he still half knelt beside him, and said softly, "Sinian, that's not you, it's your nephew, nephew Uncle Xiao, he is the person who most resembles you..."