The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Chapter 280: The old emperor was seriously ill

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After Divine Doctor Xue returned to the Imperial Capital, he was very comforted to learn that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had awakened. The same is true for the others, who are very happy that the efforts of the past few days have not been in vain.

Murong Ci's body is very weak and needs to recuperate for a few days, she wants to go back to the East Palace, if word of staying in Yuwang Mansion spreads, it will be bad at all.

Murong Yu disagreed, saying that if she recovered quickly, he would send her back to the East Palace in two days.

She couldn't resist him, so she relied on him.

That night, she ate two bowls of bird's nest porridge and fell into a deep sleep.

Qin Ruo smiled and said: "Your servant and these two maidservants should keep watch at night. The prince hasn't closed his eyes properly in the past few days. Let's have a good rest tonight."

He nodded, looked at Ah Ci again, and turned to go out.

Ghost Shadow followed him back to the dormitory, followed his orders, closed the door, and stepped back.

Not long after, the candles in the dormitory were extinguished, and it was pitch black, except for a plain bone lantern on the porch outside fluttering in the cold night wind.

It was late at night, and there were only a few lanterns left in the entire Yuwang Mansion, emitting a dim light, and there seemed to be a strange atmosphere spreading in the thick night.

Several dark shadows approached the bedroom where Murong Ci lived.

These black shadows flew up from the outer wall without a sound, and flew into the Yuwang Mansion at a very high speed, passing by like ghosts and ghosts, like lightning flashed by, and geese passed by without a trace.

But the guards in the palace were unaware, and some were still yawning.

On the roof and outside the window, in the blink of an eye, two figures quickly sneaked into the bedroom.

The next moment, the two figures flew out at a ghostly speed, as if fleeing, and jumped onto the roof.

On the night, a cold moon moored there lonely and shallow, illuminating these mysterious shadows. The two sides faced each other, the night was quiet, and the cold wind swept someone's black robe and hair, floating like a fairy.

On a corner of the roof, the man stood facing the wind, standing between the sky, the earth, and the sky. The small black silhouette seemed to hide infinite power.

The party headed by Ghost Shadow, like a ferocious beast staring at its prey, swiftly swooped over.

The fight began tragically, with the clanging of swords and swords in the air, the blood filled the air, and the murderous aura filled the air, but in the room below, the sleeping people didn't notice it.

Not long after, the man in black who sneaked into the palace was wounded and fled, and Guiying and others immediately went after him.

Murong Yu didn't make a move, and flew down lightly to see A Ci.

In the dim candle shadow, Murong Ci slept soundly. He pulled the quilt, took the brocade box containing the golden hairpin of Nine Dragons and Phoenix, and went back to his room.

After waiting for a cup of tea, the ghost finally came back.

"My lord, my subordinates are incompetent and let people run away." Gui Ying was extremely annoyed. For some reason these days, people always let people run away.

"How to run a soaring cannon?" Murong Yu asked coldly.

"If it wasn't for the sky cannon, my subordinates would have captured those people alive." Ghosting gritted his teeth.

"Have you seen the directions of those people?"

"Those few people have good lightness skills, and the number of martial arts is nothing special, so you can't tell."

"These people are here for Nine Dragons Xifeng Jinchai, they must be with that Taoist priest and that middle-aged woman."

Murong Yu concluded that the mastermind who came to steal the golden hairpin of the Nine Dragons Opera tonight was the one who performed the soul-stirring technique on Ah Ci. It's just that the mastermind has a good mind, he doesn't show up easily, doesn't leave clues easily, and has no way to track him down.

He said solemnly: "Pass down this king's decree and investigate secretly. Anyone who sees suspicious behavior must be tracked down."

The ghost shadow led the order to retreat.

After dawn, Murong Yu went to the morning court, and immediately returned home after the morning court, and asked Murong Ci: "On the day of Shangyuan Festival, have you ever seen a stranger who behaved strangely?"

Murong Ci carefully recalled the situation of that day. He was in the East Palace during the day, and only left the palace in the evening. He met Murong Lan at the gate of the palace, so they went to the Luohe River to find Shen Zhiyan. As she was walking down the street, she came across an old woman who had fallen.

"The old woman was knocked down and fell in front of me, so I helped her up." She frowned and recalled, "The old woman grabbed my hand and kept thanking me."

"Is there anything unusual about that old woman?" he asked.

"No way," she suddenly remembered, "By the way, when I looked at the eyes of the old woman, it seemed that her eyes had a blue light flashing. At that time, the lights on the street were as bright as day, so I didn't care."

"It didn't take long before you fell into a coma. From this point of view, there is something wrong with that old woman." Murong Yu frowned, "Maybe it's because you took a look at that old woman that she was able to use the soul-stirring technique on you."

Murong Ci was horrified, with lingering fears in his heart, "Instigmatism, you mean that I got sick after suffering from instigating insanity these days, there really are such weird and terrifying inspiriting in this world."

He told everything about what happened after she fell into a coma, but he concealed the fact that she killed two maidservants.

She looked serious, "I didn't expect that the soul-stirring technique is so terrible. The medicine stone is ineffective, and it can kill people silently. By the way, hasn't the secret technique of the soul-stirring technique been lost for decades? How come there are still people who are proficient in it?" technique"

Murong Yu didn't want her to know too much for the time being, "I don't know either."

Next, she asked if anything happened in the palace, and he said that everything in the palace was fine, and she felt a little relieved.

After resting in Yuwangfu for two days, Murong Ci insisted on returning to the East Palace.

Having seen it with my own eyes, I am really worried about the palace.

Even though Shen Zhiyan and Murong Lan said everything was business as usual when they came to see her, she still wanted to go back to the East Palace.

The carriage was ready, she and Qin Ruo came out of the dormitory, only to see Lin Butler rushing towards with Murong Lan, expressing a panic.

"Sister, why do you look like this? Could it be that something happened in the palace?" Murong Ci had a bad feeling.

"Emperor brother, father is seriously ill." Murong Lan said out of breath, her face was full of worry and anxiety.

"When did the father become seriously ill?" Murong Ci asked anxiously, his heart ached violently.

"Sister-in-law accompanied father to have breakfast this morning. After breakfast, father suddenly passed out and fell into a coma," Murong Lan said anxiously.

It was past noon at this time, in other words, the father had been in a coma for several hours.

Murong Ci hurried out, and said to Steward Lin: "I will return to the palace immediately, and you report to the prince that the father is seriously ill."

Butler Lin agreed.

They hurriedly boarded the carriage and left. When Murong Yu learned about this, he also entered the palace immediately.

Arriving at the Qingyuan Hall, Murong Ci rushed into the bedroom, but saw Lord Shen, Imperial Physician Qiao and other imperial physicians were consulting with His Majesty and discussing at the side. She sat in front of the bed and stared at her father, she was so shocked, why did her father's face turn blue

Qin Ruo was surprised and said: "Your Highness, why is His Majesty's face as blue as His Highness's a few days ago?"

Murong Lan frowned, and said: "Father has not been in a coma for a long time, and his complexion gradually changed to this."

Murong Ci frowned and remained silent, could it be that his father was also subjected to the soul-stirring technique

"Master Shen, how is your father's condition?" she asked Master Shen.

"His Royal Highness, His Majesty's illness is very similar to His Highness's previous illness." Lord Shen replied, "But there is one difference, Your Majesty's eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes."

She immediately opened her father's eyelids, and sure enough, her father's eyes were entangled with terrible bloodshot eyes, as if they were flowing with bright blood.

how so

She panicked and asked, "Is Father's dragon body in trouble?"

Master Shen said solemnly: "Your Majesty's dragon body is already weak, not stronger than His Highness. I feel that in a few hours, Your Majesty's dragon body will understand."

Take a nosedive.

Murong Ci understood that his father couldn't bear the torment of the soul-hunting technique.

Imperial Physician Qiao suddenly said: "Your Highness, Divine Physician Xue is still in Beijing, why not ask Divine Physician Xue to treat Your Majesty."

She told Qin Ruo: "Send someone to send a message to Yu Wang to invite Divine Doctor Xue into the palace."

Qin Ruo went immediately.

Not long after, Murong Yu hurried over, and after hearing the report from Mr. Shen and others, his snowy face was full of coldness.

Murong Ci pulled him to the main hall, and whispered: "Could it be the same person who is the father? The symptoms are very similar to mine, isn't it?"

He nodded, "It is indeed similar, but there is one difference, His Majesty's eyes turned red. Don't worry, I have already sent someone to invite Divine Doctor Xue."

The behind-the-scenes mastermind who wanted the Phoenix Nobile in the Nine Dragons Opera was very cautious, and Gui Ying and others searched for two days without finding any clues.

Lord Shen waited for the imperial physician to go to the side hall first, while Murong Yu and Murong Ci anxiously waited for Divine Physician Xue in the main hall.

Someone sent by Guiying came to report: "My lord, Doctor Xue has left Beijing this morning, and Master Guiying has gone after him."

Her heart twitched violently. How did Miracle Doctor Xue leave so quickly? I don't know if Ghosting can find him.

"Aren't there still half of the five medicinal materials? Try to heal Father in the same way." She suggested.

"No. You are safe and sound, that person will not use the same insanity technique to murder His Majesty again, there must be a change." Murong Yu was determined.

"You're right." She was concerned but confused, and didn't think about it.

A servant from outside the hall came to report: "My lord, some adults are asking to see you in the upper study."

Murong Ci thought it should be an important matter, and said: "You go first."

Murong Yu comforted: "You don't need to worry too much, Your Majesty will get better."

She nodded and watched him leave, feeling melancholy.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her lower abdomen, so she took Qin Ruo to the hut.

On the way back, Qin Ruo said: "Your Highness, the night you woke up, there was movement in Yuwangfu."

"What's the matter?" Murong Ci frowned slightly.

"The servant was asleep, so I went out to have a look when I heard the movement. A few men in black broke into the Royal Palace at night, but the prince made arrangements, and Guiying and others fought with the men in black. I don't know if anyone was caught." Qin Ruo said.

Murong Ci secretly thought, Murong Yu never mentioned this matter.

Could it be that the behind-the-scenes mastermind who harmed himself and his father sent people to infiltrate the Royal Palace? What are their plans

When she returned to the main hall, she was stunned in shock, and saw that the palace servants and guards were surrounded by the jade steps in front of the hall, and three palace servants were lying on the ground, dripping with blood, flowing all over the floor. But the father held a long sword, with disheveled hair, standing barefoot, only wearing a jacket, skinny, and the moon-white jacket was stained with blood, which was very eye-catching. His blue face was very terrifying, his eyes were shining with red light, coupled with that ferocious expression, twisted and ferocious, it was extraordinarily frightening. The sword edge was stained with blood, and the blood dripped drop by drop.