Murong Jie asked suspiciously, "He's talking about Xia Lin? What happened to Xia Lin?"
The emperor wanted to cover it up, but Xia Lin was very important to him. If something really happened, he had to summon the imperial physician immediately.
Therefore, he did not care about anything else and said, "Go!"
Murong Jie and King Liang and King Ye exchanged glances and followed.
Prince An also stood up and wanted to follow. He knew that Princess Danqing was now in Xiwei Palace and he wanted to see her.
Because Xia Lin is Murong Jie's brother-in-law, the emperor could not stop Murong Jie from going there.
However, since Qin Zhou was there, he instructed King Ye and King Liang to take care of the guests and he would be back soon.
He was anxious and did not try to figure out why Xia Lin suddenly got into trouble. When the imperial carriage rose, he ordered, "Go and call the imperial doctors. Call all the imperial doctors to come over here."
When the group arrived at the gate of Xiwei Palace, they heard Princess Danqing crying. The emperor's heart sank and he immediately said, "Call Consort Zhao over as well."
"Yes!" Eunuch Lu hurriedly sent someone to invite him.
When I entered Xia Lin's bedroom, I saw that County Lady Danqing's eyes were swollen from crying. Xia Lin was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, silent. There were traces of blood on the side of his lips, and there was also a pool of bright red blood beside the bed.
When Yuan Cuiyu saw the emperor coming in, she knelt down crying, "Your Majesty, please save Lin'er."
When the emperor saw her crying miserably, his heart sank and his lips trembled a little. He walked over and saw Xia Lin's face was pale without a trace of blood.
"Where is the imperial physician? Where is the imperial physician?" the emperor shouted hurriedly, his heart already confused.
The imperial physician was almost carried here by the imperial guards. All the imperial physicians came, including the judge. When they went forward to examine the patient, their faces turned pale.
The judge's lips trembled for a moment, and he said, "Your Majesty, Young Master Xia has... has died."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Cuiyu covered her face and cried again.
The muscles on the emperor's face twitched a few times, and rage suddenly appeared in his eyes. "What a bunch of rubbish! Didn't you say before that he was fine and just needed a few days of rest? How come he's gone all of a sudden?"
“This… Mr. Xia was indeed suffering from a loss of energy and blood before this. He will be fine after a few days of recuperation. His pulse… his pulse shows that he is fine. I never thought…” Beads of sweat oozed from the judge’s forehead. Under the emperor’s furious gaze, his voice became smaller and smaller.
Sun Fanger arrived just in time. She hurried over and saw the scene. Her expression suddenly changed and her voice trembled. "How could this happen?"
She touched Xia Lin's cheek, lips, breath, and pulse, and was horrified, "Oh my God, Your Majesty, please find Ye Wang quickly."
"Night King?" The emperor was stunned.
Sun Fang'er said: "Only King Ye can find old Prince An Ran."
Old Prince An Ran's medical skills are so superb that some people say he can bring the dead back to life.
The emperor was in high spirits and said quickly, "Please invite the Night King."
Over there, Prince An helped Yuan Cuiyu up, but Yuan Cuiyu was still crying bitterly, looking very sad.
The Night King arrived quickly.
"Ninth brother, where is old Prince An Ran now? Can he be invited to the palace immediately?" The emperor's voice could no longer conceal his panic.
"Your Majesty, old Prince An Ran is now in Hanshan. It would take a lot of time to go back and forth to invite him. It would be better to send Xia Lin directly to Hanshan. Perhaps he can save his life." Ye Wang said.
The emperor hesitated for a moment and asked, "Send it to Hanshan Mountain?"
"Yes, Old Prince An Ran does have the ability to bring the dead back to life, but there are some rules. I heard him say before that if a person has been dead for more than six hours, even gods and immortals cannot save him."
"If we ride faster and send a few highly skilled imperial guards to escort us up the mountain, we should be able to make it in time," said Murong Jie.
The journey to Hanshan is not far, but it takes time to climb up the mountain.
When the emperor heard that it was sent up by the imperial guards, he fell into deep thought.
Ye Wang said anxiously: "Your Majesty, you must make a decision soon. If you waste one more moment, Xia Lin will have less hope of survival."
The emperor still couldn't make a decision. After a moment, he asked, "If we send someone to invite him, how many hours will it take to go back and forth?"
Ye Wang said: "Even if we can make it back in time, if we don't have the Cold Pond in Hanshan, I'm afraid it will be a wasted trip."
"Hanchi?"
"Yes, the cold pool on Hanshan Mountain was formed by the dripping of snow accumulated over thousands of years. The old prince said that this pool of water gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and is the key to bringing the dead back to life."
"Can old Prince An Ran really come back to life? But he has no way to treat my illness." The emperor couldn't help but feel doubtful.
Ye Wang said softly: "Your Majesty is the Emperor of the Earth. How can he allow a prince to change his fate? It's not that old Prince An Ran has no solution, but he just doesn't dare."
The emperor was a little displeased, "Could it be that God wants me to die?"
"Your Majesty, your fate is determined by God and yourself. You can change it, but others may not be able to change it."
The Night King's theory seemed absurd, but it won the emperor's heart.
Seeing that he seemed to be moved, Sun Fang'er bowed and said, "Your Majesty, can you please move aside so we can talk?"
The emperor looked at Sun Fang'er steadily with his dark eyes, with complex and unspeakable emotions in his eyes.
After a moment, he turned and went out, and Sun Fang'er hurriedly followed him out.
After leaving the palace, Sun Fang'er dismissed the attendants and approached him, saying, "Your Majesty, Xia Lin's blood is of vital importance. If he dies, even if Your Majesty can use the poison to cure the disease, it will eventually backfire on you."
"Is there no other way?" asked the emperor.
"I am incompetent and can't think of any other solution." Sun Fang'er looked helpless.
The emperor looked at the sheep-horn lantern in front of the corridor, and the flames in his eyes flickered.
Finally, he relented and said, "Before sending him up, can you let the divine insect suck his blood again?"
Sun Fanger's body slowly relaxed, but she concealed it perfectly, "Okay!"
"You go and do it. When you're done, let the Night King take him away quickly." said the emperor.
"Yes!" Sun Fanger bowed and left.
After dismissing everyone, Sun Fang'er quickly took out the poisonous insect, looked at Xia Lin's pale face, and said softly: "This is the last time. After this time, you must live well."
He's really just a kid.
Sun Fang'er felt a little reluctant in her heart. Xia Lin was the only warmth she had in Xiwei Palace. After he left, the Xiwei Palace felt extremely cold even in summer.
Xia Lin was quickly sent out of the palace by the Night King, and the emperor sent the imperial guards to follow him, so he had to be sent to Hanshan.
Fortunately, the antidote could be given on the way, because the Night King's men were moving faster, and the imperial guards just followed them and could not see Xia Lin in the carriage.
When going up the mountain, the Night King carried him on his back himself, and the guards could not keep up.
When he reaches the mountain, he will inform the imperial guards that the old prince does not allow anyone to enter the territory of Hanshan, and they should either go back or wait at the foot of Hanshan.
Once a person is rescued, it is impossible to send him back.
If you want to snatch people from the Night King, even the Lord cannot do it, unless Hu Huanxi comes.
(End of this chapter)