Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

When Yan Xining heard this, he stood up and said, "Then I'll go over now!"

Bingyu wanted to say something, but quickly stepped back.

After Yan Xining left, she took two steps after her, but after thinking about it, she came back dejectedly. She could not help in any way and could not cause trouble for the young lady.

Inside, Chu Jinxun, who was rumored to be unconscious, sat at the table, drawing a map with his tea. He said to Jingfeng, "Lead Ling Yan to this place. As long as he finds this place, we don't need to worry about what he does next!"

Jing Feng asked, "Master, why don't you ask the Dali Temple Minister, but the Dali Temple Junior Minister?"

"During this period, there must have been a lot of eyes on the Dali Temple. Besides, it's impossible for the emperor to only let the Jingzhao Yin investigate this case. There must be someone else working secretly, or even more than one person."

"Of the two Shaoqings of the Dali Temple, why did the master choose Ling Yan?"

"Ling Yan is young! He's calm and sharp, and he hasn't been deeply accustomed to the ways of the officialdom. If the emperor were to choose, he would only choose him!"

Jingfeng was deeply impressed, and there seemed to be even more respect in his eyes when he looked at Chu Jinxun.

"What about the princess?"

"She will show up when it's time!"

Jing Feng was a little worried: "Two nights and one day have passed, and the invitation has been delivered to the palace. The emperor will definitely send the imperial physician. If the princess is not here by then, it will definitely arouse suspicion. Do you want me to find her?"

Chu Jinxun said calmly: "I know my limits, you can go down!"

Just as he finished speaking, Wu Yuxing's voice could be heard faintly from outside: "Master Qi, thank you for making this trip. The prince is not in good condition. Please take a look at him quickly."

Judging from the distance the sound was coming from, it had already reached the courtyard gate.

Jing Feng's face changed drastically: "Master, if Imperial Physician Qi comes and doesn't see the princess, it will be reported to the palace, and others will know about it. Then, the people who are watching Prince An's Mansion will be even more..."

"Are you looking for me?" A clear voice suddenly sounded.

Jingfeng's eyes suddenly widened. He seemed to only feel the window move slightly. When he turned back, there was another person before him. She was wearing a fresh, aquamarine dress. On her increasingly fair face, a pair of eyes as bright as stars were watching them with great interest. A faint smile played at the corner of her mouth, like a gentle spring breeze careening across the lake, with a hint of playfulness.

But it was only for a moment. He watched her rubbing her body, and the clothes suddenly became more wrinkled. She also got something on her face, making her fair face look more haggard.

There are more red bloodshot in the bright starry eyes.

His originally smooth black hair was now messed up.

Jingfeng was stunned.

If everything had not happened right before his eyes, in an instant, how could he have believed that the woman in front of him, who looked like she hadn't slept for at least two days, with worried eyes and an anxious expression, had been so glamorous just a moment ago?

He understood that this was the appearance of attending to an illness. The princess had considered everything very carefully and had taken care of every detail, but they didn't say anything. How did the princess come up with this idea?

Chu Jinxun waved his hand: "Go out, the princess is here!"

Jingfeng has always been smart, capable, shrewd, meticulous, and calm.

It's rare to see such a cracked expression on his face.

He hurriedly bowed and immediately walked out the door.

Yan Xining said softly: "I'm sorry, I was delayed and came late!"

"It's not too late, just right!" Chu Jinxun smiled at her, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down, closed his eyes, and a pale and weak feeling as if he would leave at any time came over him. The set of movements was seamlessly connected and smooth.

Imperial Physician Qi walked hurriedly. He had been here a few days ago and was already familiar with Prince An's Mansion.

Jing Fengying went out, and the court doctor Zhou Chunhe followed him.

Imperial Physician Qi was asking Zhou Chunhe about his condition. Zhou Chunhe looked worried. "The prince was already in poor health, and that punch hit him on the back. It must have damaged his internal organs. He forced himself to come back but then passed out. He hasn't woken up yet!"

Wu Yuxing was worried: "Hey, the prince seemed to be in better spirits these past few days, so I thought about going out for a walk, but who would have thought such an accident would happen!"

Jing Feng's face was heavy: "Master Qi, you must save the prince!"

The atmosphere in the entire courtyard was sad and dejected. Imperial Physician Qi hurriedly said, "I will definitely do my best!"

When he opened the door, he immediately saw a haggard woman sitting beside the bed, with bloodshot eyes and a haggard look on her face. His gaze shifted, and he saw Chu Jinxun lying on the bed with a pale face. At this moment, he no longer cared about etiquette.

He first nodded slightly to Yan Xining, then sat on the stool beside the bed and took Chu Jinxun's pulse.

After taking the pulse, he looked up and saw Yan Xining watching nervously from the side. She didn't dare to breathe, staring at him without blinking: "Master Qi, how is the prince? He has been in a coma for two days!"

The worry on his face and the anxious look on his eyes made Imperial Physician Qi sigh in his heart again.

"Can the prince eat?"

Jing Feng nodded slightly, and Yan Xining said, "You can only feed him some porridge and ginseng soup!"

Imperial Physician Qi thought about the pulse and said soothingly, "Judging from the pulse, the prince's internal organs have been injured. Fortunately, it's not serious. It's just that the prince is weak, so he is unconscious. Fortunately, he has the ginseng soup to protect him. I will prescribe some medicine, and after proper care, the prince will surely wake up soon!"

Wu Yuxing hurriedly said, "Master Qi, the Third Prince sent a plant of Purple Pearl Heart Grass a few days ago. I wonder if it would be suitable for the prince's injury?"

Imperial Physician Qi was overjoyed: "With such a good thing, I can guarantee that the prince will wake up soon!"

He immediately went to write a prescription. Wu Yuxing sent someone to get the purple bead tongxin grass while pulling Qi Imperial Physician: "Master Qi, you don't need a prescription. The medicine is right here. Just take it!"

Imperial Physician Qi followed his gaze and saw a lot of medicines piled up in the right corner, classified into different categories.

Although these are some of the medicines that Prince An often takes, this amount is enough to be eaten as a meal, right?

He went over and picked up a dose, and just as he was about to ask someone to prepare it, Jingfeng had already taken a medicine pot, put the medicine in it, and walked to another corner where the fire in the small stove was burning brightly.

There is a kettle next to it.

After Jingfeng asked Imperial Physician Qi how much water to add to the medicine pot, he placed the pot with water on the small stove.

Imperial Physician Qi was shocked again. Every time Prince An fell ill, the entire Prince An's Mansion was on high alert, and the courtyard where Prince An lived was heavily guarded.

But before, even the medicinal materials and all the things used for decocting the medicine had never been moved into the room.

But when I think about it, it seems reasonable. After all, it was an illness before, and this time it was an injury.

He and Jingfeng stood by the stove, watching for the right opportunity, added the purple bead tongxincao, and continued to boil it.

On the other side, Yan Xining was carefully wiping Chu Jinxun's forehead with a warm handkerchief.

Wu Yuxing paced around the room worriedly, while Zhou Chunhe frowned.

Imperial Physician Qi saw everything.

Princess An is deeply affectionate towards Prince An, but Prince An's body will eventually let her down! This young couple is so pitiful. If the emperor asks, he will say a few more words!

Suddenly, Yan Xining's anxious and worried voice rang out: "Prince, Prince, what's wrong with you?"

Imperial Physician Qi was startled and quickly turned around to see that Chu Jinxun, who was originally unconscious, was twitching. His body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, shaking violently, his limbs twitching uncontrollably, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead rolled down like rain, running down his cheeks and neck, soaking the pillow.

Upon seeing this, Imperial Physician Qi's face turned pale instantly.