The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 513: It will be counted

The imperial doctor was deeply terrified, "The incompetence of the emperor and ministers has caused the emperor to suffer from illness all the time."

"I don't blame you, maybe I've committed too much sin." The emperor smiled, saying that, but his expression was completely different.

A sin? This can be said by the emperor himself, but no one else can guess.

"You say, can I recover?" the emperor asked the imperial physician.

The doctor said: "The emperor is blessed with blessings in the sky..."

"Don't talk about the scene, I want to know the facts."

The imperial doctor secretly complained, but didn't he know the truth?

"Speak!" the emperor asked sharply, raising his voice.

The imperial doctor hurriedly said, "According to what the princess said, the emperor's condition is now under control. As long as the medicine is continued and the needles continue to be administered, it will be fine if you think about it."

"Continuously administering needles?" The emperor frowned, "Have you seen her administering needles so many times, but haven't been able to grasp the essentials?"

"This acupuncture is really a profound knowledge, not something that can be understood by sight."

The emperor thought about it for a while and said, "Well, I will let the princess teach you the techniques of acupuncture and moxibustion after you are familiar with it. You all give me a good study. You don't want to learn all of it. It's good to know 50%."

The imperial doctor was overjoyed, "If this is the case, it is really a blessing for the ministers and others."

However, then the imperial doctor was a little worried, "But, will the princess be willing?"

The emperor smiled slowly, "I also want to know whether she is telling the truth or a lie. If she excuses it, it proves that she is lying. be credible.”

The imperial doctor looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

The emperor waved his hand, "Go out, let someone pass the princess over."

Zi An is like a revolving lantern today, going in and out. Not long after she left, the emperor told her to come back, but it can be seen that the emperor is really uneasy.

"Your Majesty!" Zi An entered the hall and stood with his hands down.

The look on the emperor's face was very good, "Princess, I have something to ask you."

"The emperor asks." Zi An said.

"Who is your acupuncture teacher?" the emperor asked.

"Back to the emperor, it was taught by Old Prince An Ran." Zi An didn't blush when he lied, but it was not a lie, because the golden acupuncture technique was indeed passed down to Old Prince An Ran with tenderness. Either way, she can be regarded as a teacher of Old Prince Anran.

I dare not say that she and An Ran are of the same generation, and they are taught by Wenyi.

The emperor was startled, "Old Prince Anran? Is that him?"

"Exactly!" Zi An said.

The emperor didn't expect it to be Old Prince An Ran. After a surprise, he asked, "Old Prince An Ran passed down the technique of golden acupuncture?"

"Yes!"

The emperor was greatly shocked, "It turned out to be golden acupuncture. I have been famous for a long time. I didn't expect it to be a real golden acupuncture. No wonder it is so powerful."

Zi An smiled and said nothing.

The emperor said: "When the old prince Anran taught you the golden acupuncture technique, did he ever say that you are not allowed to spread it?"

"No," Zi An can understand the emperor's mind to some extent, "Medical skills have no boundaries, and it is the responsibility of curing diseases to save people. As long as gold acupuncture can help patients, anyone who is interested can come and learn."

The emperor smiled, "That's very good, starting tomorrow, when you have free time, you will teach the imperial physician to learn golden acupuncture. My Dazhou's medical skills are too backward, far inferior to that of Liang Guo, because of the famous doctors. If you stick to the sect, medical skills will not be inherited.”

When the emperor said this, he kept staring at Zi'an, not letting go of any expression on her face.

Zi An didn't hesitate at all, and said, "This is a good thing. As long as the imperial physicians are willing to learn, I will teach you nothing."

The emperor looked at her, "Aren't you afraid of teaching them and threatening you?"

"How can this threaten me? I don't rely on medical treatment to earn money to support myself, isn't this still eating the imperial court's food?" Zi An laughed, as if he said it was extremely absurd.

These words are also equivalent to mocking the emperor for taking the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Seeing her promise, the emperor looked a little unnatural, "Well, just promise, you go first."

"Yes!" Zi Anfu exited.

After leaving the Xiwei Palace, Zi'an's mood was not at ease. Everyone laughed just now, but everyone was hiding a ghost, a ghost who doubted each other.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger. Zian walks in the snow with fine snowflakes under his feet, stepping on it and making a "squeak" sound.

Xiao Sun came with an umbrella and said softly: "Princess, the snow is heavy, so take care to be cold."

Zi An smiled bitterly, "Xiao Sun, my heart is really cold now."

The emperor asked her to teach the imperial physicians golden acupuncture. In the past, she would be very happy, but she really did not like medicine being labeled as a conspiracy. The emperor asked the imperial physicians to use golden acupuncture to control him. The disease, presumably, the next step is to ask her to teach the refining method of fake skin.

She is happy to teach medicine, she is happy to teach these, but behind these, there is more than pure.

"Princess, when others have chilled your heart, you will keep yourself warm, and you don't have to rely on others to keep you warm." Xiao Sun suddenly said something very philosophical.

Zi An put her arms around Xiao Sun's shoulders, "Xiao Sun, you really have grown up."

Xiao Sun smiled honestly, "No matter how old you are, isn't that the princess' servant?"

"When you grow up, you will marry, have children, have your own family, and have your own life."

"No, Xiaosun is not married!" Xiaosun raised her head and said stubbornly.

"Silly child!" Zi'an laughed, "Girls have to get married, have their own family, and have someone who loves them."

"Xiao Sun will never meet a man who treats him well. Even if he gets married, his future husband will definitely have three wives and four concubines. Since he can't be single-minded, why should Xiao Sun do it?"

Zi An was stunned. He didn't expect these words to come out of the old-fashioned Xiaosun's mouth.

For a while, I didn't know what to say.

Xiao Sun's words also made her realize how lucky she is. If she meets other men, if she falls in love with other men, she is afraid that her whole life here will be a tragedy.

In contrast, she would rather be like now, although the conspiracy is constantly calculated, the person she loves in the end also loves herself wholeheartedly.

Thinking of this, her whole body was like a chicken blood, and she cheered up.

Everything, wait for the uproar at night.

Tonight is an assassination night, how many killers will die tonight, God knows. The Xiehan Building and Suyue Building sent a group of people tonight, all of them were robbers who had killed countless people with blood on the rivers and lakes. After the Night King held a "friendly" meeting with them, they took poison and I also bit one in my mouth. If they can break out of the siege, it is their luck, they can go forward

Come to get the antidote, if they can't fight the siege and die by others' hands, they have to bite the poison and commit suicide, otherwise, when the poison given by the Night King is released, it will be terrible.

When these robbers saw the Night King experiment with a copycat, they all saw that kind of death, and they would rather kill themselves by biting poison. Everything is ready, as long as the imperial concubine gives an order, these people will go to the Xiwei Palace and some royal family's houses to assassinate according to the instructions of the night king. Of course, the night king has already arranged sufficient manpower protection, and Strictly ordered the thieves to only hurt people but not lives, otherwise, even if they go out alive, they will not get the antidote.