In late spring, Luoyang, the towering palace is shrouded in front of the magnificent Jianzhang Palace in a hazy drizzle. Several precious yellow peonies in the royal robe sway gently in the breeze and drizzle. The delicate golden petals are stained with a little rain and dew, just like the shy face of a girl in the 28th, which is so beautiful.
A tall and thin man slowly approached through the rain curtain and walked straight into the hall of Jianzhang Palace. He was wearing a white-washed blue shirt and a white face. He looked like a scholar who was lost. No one knew that he was the famous medicine king in the world.
Yuwen Qinglan, wearing a pure white ball of dragon cloud pattern brocade dress, went out to greet him personally. Wu Jizi just bowed lightly and did not bow to him. Yuwen Qinglan didn't think he was a pestle, but instead gave him a seat and gave him a polite greeting. After a few words of greetings from the two of them, Yuwen Qinglan couldn't wait to ask: Mr., you have already asked Yu Ling for his pulse, but what's the problem?
Wu Jizi calmly lowered his head and sipped a small sip of tea. Instead of answering directly, he asked: Your Majesty, if there is only one adult or child, who would you choose to keep?
Yuwen Qinglan was shocked and made her debut: Lord Nature Protection!
After saying that, he realized that he had answered too quickly. In fact, according to the royal customs, when he encountered difficult childbirth, unless the emperor or the queen mother specifically advised him that the royal heir was usually the most important, but now he did not hesitate to say that he would protect the emperor.
Yuwen Qinglan felt her loss of composure and coughed in concealment, explaining: I already have enough children, and Zhen Jieyu is so young, even if she loses this child, she will have the chance to get pregnant again in the future.
Wu Jizi didn't seem to notice Yuwen Qinglan's incompetence and nodded seriously: Your Majesty thinks this way, but to be honest, the Queen Mother's child has a big problem. In the early stage of her pregnancy, she was infected with a rare poison called mother-wort, which caused the fetus to develop abnormally. Therefore, it is impossible to have both mother and child. If Your Majesty insists on having a child, I am really embarrassed because this child will definitely be difficult to give birth. Even if he has been born after all difficulties, he is mostly a dementia-related useless person. However, since Your Majesty said that he wants to protect the adults, it will be much easier to deal with. You should abort the fetus as soon as possible so that the mother can recover soon.
Wu Jizi's words coincided with Yin Luoqiu's secret words, and Yuwen Qinglan couldn't help but disbelieve it. His eyes widened and he said angrily: Someone dared to murder the emperor! Can you tell me how she was poisoned?
Wu Jizi shook his head and said: I can only diagnose what poison the Empress was infected with. As for how she got poisoned, I can't infer it.
Yuwen Qinglan's thin lips were pursed tightly, and his heart felt a sting. He saw it all the way from Jiankang to Luoyang. Although Yuling was weak, she always carefully protected the child and was reluctant to let him suffer any harm. This child was clearly her spiritual sustenance, but it was a disaster. She had to remove who was so cruel and wanted to murder his beloved woman and his offspring, so that he could find out. Humph, he must make him live and not die! Yuwen Qinglan held the handle of the chair tightly, his eyes were changing, gloomy and horrible
Wu Jizi ignored it and walked straight to the table, picked up the pen and wrote it on the paper. After writing, he didn't even look at it and handed it to Yuwen Qinglan, saying: Your Majesty ordered people to decoct the medicine according to this prescription, and let the Empress take it, and the child would flow out in a cup of tea.
Yuwen Qinglan took the prescription with a serious expression and asked hesitantly: Will it affect her future fertility after taking off the child?
It doesn't matter, most of the toxins in her body gather on the fetus, and most of the poison will be relieved after the fetus is leaked. At that time, I will prescribe another prescription to completely remove the remaining poison in her body. After conditioning for a while, I will be cured soon.
After Wu Jizi finished the explanation, he bowed and left. Yuwen Qinglan held the prescription with a depressed face. After a while, he ordered in a hoarse voice: Come on, come and take the medicine according to this prescription.
The eunuch walked out of the hall with the prescription and hurried to the Imperial Hospital, but he didn't know that a small figure flashed out in the hidden area outside the hall gate.
Two hours later, a bowl of steaming black soup was sent to Jianzhang Palace, placed in front of the emperor's daily case, and the solemn hall was filled with a strong smell of herbs.
Yuwen Qinglan stared at the bowl of abortion pills, and her heart hurt again. After so many years ascended the throne, he had never given a concubine abortion pills. What's more, the woman he cared about was ecstatic and full of expectations after learning the news of her pregnancy. However, now he had to remove his own flesh and blood with his own hands. Thinking of her haggard and pale little face, she stroked her lower abdomen and smiled with a longing. He suddenly couldn't bear it. How should she tell her? How sad she should be to lose her child!
Just when Yuwen Qinglan was in a dilemma, suddenly there were tiny footsteps outside the hall. He slowly raised his head and a graceful outline reflected in the window frame.
I'm asking for your majesty
The gentle and sweet voice of Shufei Yuan Huizhi came from outside the door
Writer's words: Update the Waves Waves. Try to finish the second part within this month and start writing the last Waves next month
A tall and thin man slowly approached through the rain curtain and walked straight into the hall of Jianzhang Palace. He was wearing a white-washed blue shirt and a white face. He looked like a scholar who was lost. No one knew that he was the famous medicine king in the world.
Yuwen Qinglan, wearing a pure white ball of dragon cloud pattern brocade dress, went out to greet him personally. Wu Jizi just bowed lightly and did not bow to him. Yuwen Qinglan didn't think he was a pestle, but instead gave him a seat and gave him a polite greeting. After a few words of greetings from the two of them, Yuwen Qinglan couldn't wait to ask: Mr., you have already asked Yu Ling for his pulse, but what's the problem?
Wu Jizi calmly lowered his head and sipped a small sip of tea. Instead of answering directly, he asked: Your Majesty, if there is only one adult or child, who would you choose to keep?
Yuwen Qinglan was shocked and made her debut: Lord Nature Protection!
After saying that, he realized that he had answered too quickly. In fact, according to the royal customs, when he encountered difficult childbirth, unless the emperor or the queen mother specifically advised him that the royal heir was usually the most important, but now he did not hesitate to say that he would protect the emperor.
Yuwen Qinglan felt her loss of composure and coughed in concealment, explaining: I already have enough children, and Zhen Jieyu is so young, even if she loses this child, she will have the chance to get pregnant again in the future.
Wu Jizi didn't seem to notice Yuwen Qinglan's incompetence and nodded seriously: Your Majesty thinks this way, but to be honest, the Queen Mother's child has a big problem. In the early stage of her pregnancy, she was infected with a rare poison called mother-wort, which caused the fetus to develop abnormally. Therefore, it is impossible to have both mother and child. If Your Majesty insists on having a child, I am really embarrassed because this child will definitely be difficult to give birth. Even if he has been born after all difficulties, he is mostly a dementia-related useless person. However, since Your Majesty said that he wants to protect the adults, it will be much easier to deal with. You should abort the fetus as soon as possible so that the mother can recover soon.
Wu Jizi's words coincided with Yin Luoqiu's secret words, and Yuwen Qinglan couldn't help but disbelieve it. His eyes widened and he said angrily: Someone dared to murder the emperor! Can you tell me how she was poisoned?
Wu Jizi shook his head and said: I can only diagnose what poison the Empress was infected with. As for how she got poisoned, I can't infer it.
Yuwen Qinglan's thin lips were pursed tightly, and his heart felt a sting. He saw it all the way from Jiankang to Luoyang. Although Yuling was weak, she always carefully protected the child and was reluctant to let him suffer any harm. This child was clearly her spiritual sustenance, but it was a disaster. She had to remove who was so cruel and wanted to murder his beloved woman and his offspring, so that he could find out. Humph, he must make him live and not die! Yuwen Qinglan held the handle of the chair tightly, his eyes were changing, gloomy and horrible
Wu Jizi ignored it and walked straight to the table, picked up the pen and wrote it on the paper. After writing, he didn't even look at it and handed it to Yuwen Qinglan, saying: Your Majesty ordered people to decoct the medicine according to this prescription, and let the Empress take it, and the child would flow out in a cup of tea.
Yuwen Qinglan took the prescription with a serious expression and asked hesitantly: Will it affect her future fertility after taking off the child?
It doesn't matter, most of the toxins in her body gather on the fetus, and most of the poison will be relieved after the fetus is leaked. At that time, I will prescribe another prescription to completely remove the remaining poison in her body. After conditioning for a while, I will be cured soon.
After Wu Jizi finished the explanation, he bowed and left. Yuwen Qinglan held the prescription with a depressed face. After a while, he ordered in a hoarse voice: Come on, come and take the medicine according to this prescription.
The eunuch walked out of the hall with the prescription and hurried to the Imperial Hospital, but he didn't know that a small figure flashed out in the hidden area outside the hall gate.
Two hours later, a bowl of steaming black soup was sent to Jianzhang Palace, placed in front of the emperor's daily case, and the solemn hall was filled with a strong smell of herbs.
Yuwen Qinglan stared at the bowl of abortion pills, and her heart hurt again. After so many years ascended the throne, he had never given a concubine abortion pills. What's more, the woman he cared about was ecstatic and full of expectations after learning the news of her pregnancy. However, now he had to remove his own flesh and blood with his own hands. Thinking of her haggard and pale little face, she stroked her lower abdomen and smiled with a longing. He suddenly couldn't bear it. How should she tell her? How sad she should be to lose her child!
Just when Yuwen Qinglan was in a dilemma, suddenly there were tiny footsteps outside the hall. He slowly raised his head and a graceful outline reflected in the window frame.
I'm asking for your majesty
The gentle and sweet voice of Shufei Yuan Huizhi came from outside the door
Writer's words: Update the Waves Waves. Try to finish the second part within this month and start writing the last Waves next month
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