"Empress mother, don't cry first, it won't be too late until I see the situation of the father and emperor." Leng Yetong stepped forward, comforted the queen softly, handed her a handkerchief, then sat on the edge of the bed and raised her hand Covered with the pulse of the emperor.
Everyone held their breath at this moment, the queen stopped crying, and looked at her with hope in her eyes, and the imperial doctor who was kneeling on the ground also raised her head secretly, looking at the man in the sky in front of her from the corner of her eye. A woman who exists like a phoenix god.
Leng Yetong frowned and tilted her head in confusion, as if she felt that her diagnosis was wrong. She changed her hand and checked the emperor's pulse again, but the same result made her feel a little hesitant, so she raised her eyes to look carefully. Glancing at the hopeful queen, she withdrew her hand, hesitantly not knowing what to say.
"Tong'er, what happened to your father and emperor? Is there anything wrong?" Seeing her stop, the queen immediately spoke up and asked anxiously. Although the kneeling imperial physician did not speak, they all raised their heads and looked at her, waiting for her answer.
"I'm a little unsure, so what's wrong with the father now, I can't tell." Leng Yetong shook his head gently, rolling his eyes, thinking about something in his mind, hesitantly said, "Is the father in the middle? The poison is good, but the poison will not cause the current situation. At most, it will make his body worse and worse, and looking at the father, it is not so much poisoning as it is being cursed. "
"Witchcraft!?" The Queen was slightly surprised and blurted out these four words, but in the next second she immediately covered her mouth with her hands. One word, once someone uses this witchcraft technique and is discovered, they will only end up raiding the house and destroying the nine clans. Especially now, I heard that the imperial concubine died because of this witchcraft, so the emperor especially hates these four words. Lowering her voice, she whispered cautiously in her ear, "Are you sure?"
"I'm not very sure, I need to go back and check." Leng Yetong shook his head gently and said uncertainly, "Where have I seen records of this situation, it seems to be in my book of poison and witchcraft. In a book on the comparison of Gu techniques, the situation of the emperor is very similar to the symptoms of 100-day sleep, but from the pulse of the father and the emperor, I did not diagnose the fluctuation of the pulse that should be caused by 100-day sleep. , so I can only think of witchcraft with the same symptoms as whooping sleep."
"This..." The imperial physicians kneeling on the ground listened to these words and ignored their fear, looked left and right, and sat and communicated in low voices.
"Some things can be said, some things can't be said. I don't think I need to tell you." Leng Yetong glanced coldly at the imperial doctor on the ground. Unable to raise his head, he looked at them sharply, and said in a cold voice, "If this matter spreads, I don't care how much power you have behind you, which high-ranking official, which royal relative or relative, this county master has an emperor. The token given by the royal family can be cut first and then played, then don't blame the county master for being cruel, do you understand?"
"Yes, the county master." All the imperial doctors were on the ground, their voices trembling.
"Very well, you go down first."