"But why can't my father speak?" Lu Zhicheng asked again in a hurry.
"Long live the Lord, he has always been a dignified person. He can't even leave the royal study all day long. Now he suddenly went to the hunting ground and was attacked by the evil wind. I'm afraid..." Qin Lu pursed his lips before continuing, "I'm afraid he got guilty. The wind, that’s why I couldn’t speak.”
"What? Inner wind?" Lu Zhiyue was speechless and asked again, "Is it possible to cure it? Can father still speak?"
Banzai Ye can be sick and stay in bed, but if he can't speak, then the problem will be big.
Qin Lu naturally knew the importance, and after thinking for a long time, he did not dare to nod. He just said with a serious face: "I will try my best, your highnesses, please rest assured."
Lu Zhiyue was so busy that he asked: "I wonder how Qin Imperial Physician wants to treat him?"
"The liquid that soothes the liver is used to extinguish wind, and the liquid that nourishes the kidneys is used to drive away heat. Wei Chen will decoct Zhengan Xifeng Decoction and Jianling Decoction for Wansui Ye to take every day, and supplement it with pulse diagnosis and acupuncture," Qin Lu said carefully every word. He said, "We will do our best to diagnose and treat His Majesty, please rest assured, Your Highnesses."
"Thank you, Imperial Physician Qin." Lu Zhiyue and Lu Zhicheng stood up together and bowed deeply to Qin Lu.
"No way! No way! Your Highnesses, please get up quickly." Qin Lu helped the two of them get up quickly and said, "Your Highnesses, please go in and see Your Majesty. I have to prepare some medicine for Your Majesty." "
Lu Zhiyue and Lu Zhicheng left the side hall and entered the bedroom. They saw Linglong Princess Lu Zhichan kneeling on the bedside to collect the broken porcelain pieces on the floor. Zhao Ruhai and a group of palace people were kneeling respectfully. On the ground, my face was pressed against the carpet, and I didn't dare to breathe.
When Lu Zhichan heard the noise, he raised his head and winked at the two of them. In fact, Lu Zhichan didn't need to remind Lu Zhichan, Lu Zhiyue and Lu Zhicheng could see what was going on, so they bravely came in immediately. , knelt respectfully beside the bed, kowtowed to Lu Mingwei and saluted: "My son, I pay homage to my father, and I respectfully wish my father to be in peace!"
Lu Mingwei stared at his two sons in front of the bed. Looking at his two young and strong sons, a few more bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in his cloudy eyes. His eyes were full of anger, and his hands were stroking randomly on the bed, as if he wanted to He was groping for something to hit the two of them, but he couldn't touch anything except Huashun's satin. He was filled with anger, muttering in his throat and roaring like a beast. The sound was so harsh that everyone in the palace was Everyone got goosebumps all over their bodies.
"My father needs to rest. Since you two have paid your respects, you should go back quickly and don't disturb your father's rest here." Lu Zhichan whispered to the two of them, gesturing with his fingers to signal them to leave quickly.
"My father needs to rest, so I won't disturb him too much. I'll come back tomorrow to pay my respects to my father," the two of them said in unison, "My son, please leave!"
The two bowed and exited. As soon as they left the dormitory, the two of them let out a sigh of relief. When they looked at each other, they both noticed each other's panic and uneasiness. They also noticed that they were covered in sweat from head to toe.
The two broke up at the palace gate, and then returned to their respective palaces with deep thoughts.
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Prince Ning's Mansion
study.
Duan Feihong, the Minister of Rites, came at night.
"What? You said Master Duan is here?" Lu Zhishan hurried out of the hall with his clothes on, looking at Du Heng in disbelief, "There are people from the Royal Forest Army outside, how did he get in?"