Adoption brings disaster

The Seventh Prince is weak now. After saying so much and getting up to write a letter, how could he hold on? Naturally, he fell asleep in my arms again.

This time I slept until most of the night.

As the saying goes, sleep is the best way to nourish a person. After sleeping for such a long time, the Seventh Prince felt much more comfortable. He was even able to get up and asked the imperial doctors to help him dress and wash.

The imperial physicians seldom do the work of serving others, but they dared not disobey the orders of the Seventh Prince. Naturally, they were unhappy in their hearts. Although they dared not say it out loud, their expressions were as if they had lost their parents. It made me a little annoyed.

But it’s a good thing that the Seventh Prince has recovered. No matter how unhappy I am, I cannot scold these imperial doctors at this time.

He held his breath and watched the imperial doctors help the seventh prince wash and dress.

The way the imperial doctors served was no different from how Ah San and the others served on a daily basis. If there was any difference, it was that the imperial doctors were not good at doing these things. They were clumsy and always made mistakes.

The Seventh Prince was not angry today. He just humbly instructed the imperial doctors to help him wash and dress, and did not mention anything else.

It is true that clothes make the man. This Seventh Prince has been cleaned and dressed neatly, and even his complexion looks much better. He truly lives up to the saying that "a beauty like jade on the street and a young master unparalleled in the world."

The Seventh Prince not only looked better, but also had a good appetite. Although the breakfast sent by the imperial kitchen was still far inferior to the breakfast from the small kitchen, the Seventh Prince still drank two full bowls of porridge and ate a lot of breakfast. He was very energetic and did not look seriously ill yesterday.

I was naturally happy that the Seventh Prince had recovered, and I chattered about this and that. The Seventh Prince didn't say much, just looked at me with a smile and responded from time to time.

After breakfast, I asked the imperial physician to check the Seventh Prince's pulse to see if he had recovered.

But these doctors seemed to be deaf. I spoke to them several times, but they all looked ashen and didn't move at all.

I was immediately annoyed when I saw these doctors bullying their master. I hated them for taking credit for curing the Seventh Prince. But were they really that proud?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I was so angry that my whole body was shaking. I said viciously, "I am a minister. According to the law, I am a prince, a member of a noble family. You dare to disobey my orders in Qianqiu Pavilion. This is insubordination. I will let His Majesty punish you. I will let A Da and the others punish you severely. I will make you wish you were dead, but you can't live."

As I spoke, I paced back and forth like an angry lion in a cage.

Seeing me like this, the head of the academy didn't try to defend himself, but said in a tone of near despair: "Your Highness Yuan Qing, the Seventh Prince is now at the end of his life."

I didn't like what you said. I was immediately furious. Without caring about your dignity, I picked up the bowl and smashed it hard at the head of the courtyard.

Maybe I was very angry, or maybe I was really tired these days, but I didn't hit it even though it was so close.

When I saw that I missed, I became even more furious. I picked up a plate and threw it at the dean, hitting him and making him stagger. Only then did I calm down a little.

I was furious and stood up, cursing, "I think you're tired of living. How dare you curse His Highness the Seventh Prince? Chongguang is clearly recovered now, what's with all that talk about a last gasp? It's okay that you're not a skilled doctor, but how could this person speak so viciously?"

"I also think that the Seventh Prince is fine now. At least we can survive. But the Seventh Prince is definitely in his last moments of life. It's not up to me to decide."

The head of the hospital spoke in a tearful voice, and the imperial physicians behind him also started crying.

"Shut up, everyone. Believe it or not, I will kill you right now." I took out the poisonous anaconda and whipped it hard on the ground, cracking more than ten tiles.

Seeing that I had gone mad, the doctors said nothing and just stood there crying miserably.

I was tired of hearing the crying and was about to tell them to shut up, but Chongguang waved his hand, asked the doctors to leave, and then pulled me to sit down and said, "Yuanqing, I am so lucky to have met you."

Why does this sound so familiar? It reminds me that when I was a teacher, whenever the children made me angry, they would use all kinds of nice words to coax me and pretend to be pitiful.

I don’t know where these kids learned the phrase “three lives are lucky” from, but they always use it to coax me.

Then, it seems that after I forgave them, they continued to be naughty and full of energy.

After the Seventh Prince said these words, if I forgive him, will he be like those other kids, quiet down for a day or two and start causing trouble again?

I watched as the Seventh Prince's face visibly darkened, and I tried hard to recall what I should forgive him for and how to forgive him so that he could regain his vitality and continue to cause trouble like other children.

Just when I was getting extremely anxious, a voice came from the roof: "I do have a way that might be able to save His Majesty the Seventh Prince."

I looked up through the hole in the tiles and saw the Taoist priest watching the sunrise with a god-like look, as if he had not said those words just now.

Seeing him so calm, I was naturally anxious and said, "If you have any solution, tell me quickly."

"A few years ago, when I was wandering the Jianghu, I wiped out a cult called the Yang Yin Sect. I obtained a set of dual cultivation techniques from their leader. It was said to have the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life, but even a little bit of it would be too much to believe in such rumors."

At this moment, I don’t care whether the rumors are true or not. As long as I can save His Highness the Seventh Prince, I will make him drink two kilograms of shit even if it means he has to eat it.

I immediately asked the Taoist priest to give me the skills as soon as possible so as not to delay me from saving people.

Seeing that I didn't know about the Yang Yin Sect, the Taoist priest looked at me with a red face and said in a mosquito-like voice: "This Yang Yin Sect is not an ordinary cult. You have to think it through."

"Give it to me quickly. You can destroy a sect like me, so why should I be afraid of him? If there are any remnants, wait until the Seventh Prince recovers. At worst, I can let the prince destroy them again. I still don't believe that a mere evil cult can't deal with them."

"That's not what I meant. Hey, it's your life, take it."

Before he finished speaking, a book of martial arts techniques appeared on the table, and the Taoist priest on the roof had disappeared out of shame.

When I picked up the manual and took a look at it, my scalp really tingled. I couldn't understand a single page. Although it was all pictures and not a single word, I just didn't know what was drawn.

Seeing this, I quickly shouted, "Master, did you give it to me wrongly? What are these things? I don't understand them at all."

The Taoist priest had already flown far away, so there was no way I could hear him. The imperial doctors had also left long ago to write their suicide notes and had no time to care about me.

I am really like a beggar with a golden bowl in my hand. I have the skills that may save His Majesty the Seventh Prince, but I can't understand it.

Just when I was getting furious, His Highness the Seventh Prince said weakly, "Yuan Qing, let me take a look."

His Highness the Seventh Prince could no longer move, so I had to turn the pages one by one to show him. This technique was entirely composed of pictures, and there were only a dozen pages in total. Chongguang read very quickly and finished it in no time.

Once again, I felt the disparity between people. I couldn't understand it at all, but His Highness the Seventh Prince understood it at a glance. Not only did he understand it, he also remembered it all. The efforts that the King of Zhenbei had made to smooth the meridians for His Highness the past few years were not in vain.

"Put my hand next to my ear, palm up." I hurriedly arranged him according to the Seventh Prince's instructions, fearing that if I was a little slower, I would not be able to save him.

"Come sit on my waist." I sat astride the Seventh Prince's waist as requested, but I was afraid of crushing him, so I squatted on him.

"Sit up, otherwise your Qi won't flow smoothly. Not only will you fail to save me, but you'll also go astray and die."

I quickly sat on it, and His Highness the Seventh Prince continued, "Mouth to mouth."

I was a little confused, and His Highness the Seventh Prince explained, "The Qi flows from your palm into my body, and from my lips into your body. It's a complete flow, and only in this way can it continue to thrive."

"Oh oh." I quickly put my lips on the Seventh Prince's lips.

The moment our lips touched, I felt my true energy flowing through my two palms into the body of His Majesty the Seventh Prince. Then a stream of true energy in His Majesty the Seventh Prince's body led my true energy to flow through His Majesty the Seventh Prince's meridians.

Chongguang's meridians are now like land that has been dry for ten years. My meager and impure true energy was completely consumed as soon as it entered his meridians.

Chongguang's meridians are the land, and my true qi is the seed. Wherever my true qi reaches, Chongguang's meridians quickly recover vitality and soon become full of vitality.

My true energy flowed down along the Seventh Prince's body until it merged into one at the Seventh Prince's perineum, then flowed upwards from his lips into my body.

After this circle, there is very little true energy flowing into my body, but the true energy that can still return to my body is as combat-ready as a veteran soldier who has experienced many battles.

This true energy flowed down from my lips, bringing out the new true energy in my body, all the way to the perineum, and then turned upward through the palm of my hand into the body of His Highness the Seventh Prince.

I circulated my true Qi in this way for I don't know how many times, and His Highness the Seventh Prince's meridians have improved a lot. Now he is like a starving ghost. When he sees my true Qi, he rushes up desperately, wanting to eat it all.

I don't know how many times I've run it, but I feel extremely tired. My knees hurt so much, my waist is sore, and all the Qi that can be squeezed out of my body has been squeezed out completely. The remaining Qi is also extremely pure. The Seventh Prince's meridians want to eat some of it, but they can't.

The Seventh Prince's meridians have also changed from being dilapidated at the beginning to being full of vitality now, and the Seventh Prince's true energy has also become stronger by who knows how many times.

Now the true energy in the Seventh Prince's body is like a naughty child, carrying my true energy around in his body. When it comes into my body, it also looks around here and there. I have no way to deal with him.

Just as the true energy flowed into my lips, the Seventh Prince stretched out his tongue and licked me. I was immediately frightened and almost jumped up.

Then he immediately became extremely happy because it meant that the Seventh Prince was getting better, of course, if a person could not have a last burst of vitality twice.

When the true energy flowed through his palm, His Highness the Seventh Prince's fingers passed through mine and clasped my ten fingers together. This clasp made the true energy in my body more excited, and it circulated faster and faster in my body, which showed that His Highness the Seventh Prince was really getting better.

"Yuan Qing, Yuan Qing."

"Who is talking?" I wanted to cover my mouth, but the Seventh Prince held my hand tightly. Then I realized that I didn't say anything, I just responded in my mind.

"It's me, Yuan Qing. I'm passing on this secret transmission skill to you. Don't move. Let your true energy follow me."

In fact, I can't control my true energy at all, and can only follow the flow of His Highness the Seventh Prince's true energy.

The Seventh Prince changed the route of my true energy. After circulating it for several circles, I could clearly feel that my ears had become more sensitive.

As the saying goes, there is no day or night in cultivation. Although it seems that Chongguang and I have not been practicing this dual cultivation method for a long time, in fact, three full days have passed.

The imperial doctors also didn't know what to do, and they discussed it in groups of three or four in the courtyard.

"His Highness the Seventh Prince has passed away, right? What should we do now?"

"It's been three days. His Highness the Seventh Prince must have passed away. But this bully won't let us in, and we can't defeat him."

"If the Seventh Prince dies, we will be buried with him. It's better to ignore it. After all, every day we can live is a day."

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I heard everything the imperial doctors outside said clearly, but I didn't expect that this technique could have this effect.

"Yuan Qing promised me a request before, and now I want you to fulfill it."

My skills were still not well mastered, and I wanted to answer but couldn't. Seeing that I didn't respond, His Highness the Seventh Prince continued, "My Qi is very excited, and it wants to enter your body."

What do you mean by entering my body? Could it be that his true energy is running rampant in my meridians? Isn’t that entering my body? For a moment, I didn’t understand what Chongguang wanted to do.

Seeing that I didn't react, the Seventh Prince said happily, "Since Yuan Qing doesn't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

I don't know if His Majesty the Seventh Prince would regret this request. The moment his tongue entered my mouth, I jumped up and my teeth scratched His Majesty the Seventh Prince's tongue. The blood flowed for a long time and couldn't be stopped.

Fortunately, I had the skill of transmitting sound in secret, and with the guidance of His Majesty the Seventh Prince, I was able to communicate with him normally. But afterwards, I still laughed at him for being a stutterer, and I laughed for several days.

I didn't feel anything when I was practicing, but when it suddenly separated, I was so hungry that my chest and back were sticking to each other.

I hurriedly asked someone to bring some delicious food and drinks, but the Taoist priest refused, saying that I had been hungry for so many days and needed to eat something light to nourish my stomach.

I am now in a world of advanced martial arts. Isn't it enough to have true energy? Why do I have to follow scientific laws?

This is too unscientific. I was in a good mood and kept complaining in my mind.

Although I want to eat delicious food, all kinds of delicious food, but I can't do anything to the Taoist priest. I can only drink white porridge for the whole day. My mouth is really tasteless.

He was very nice to the Seventh Prince. He prepared a bowl of nourishing porridge for him and added a lot of spicy side dishes. He said that the Seventh Prince's body needed to stimulate his yang energy. I was drinking white porridge next to him and I almost cried with greed just looking at it.

Unfortunately, the Seventh Prince’s tongue was injured, so he couldn’t enjoy it. Eating these delicious things was like being tortured.

However, the Seventh Prince usually did not get along with the Taoist priest. Even though he was grimacing in pain, he ate all the porridge without saying a word.

While eating, the Seventh Prince said in my mind that this Ox-nosed man looked down on people the most, and we must not let him look down on us.

If Chongguang said such impolite words on normal days, I would definitely teach him a lesson, but today I feel that Chongguang's behavior is honest and natural, and he is a good boy, so I won't mention it.

Predict what will happen in the future, and listen to the next decomposition.