Chapter 60 Western Mandala

But I saw a man standing under the steps, holding Xiao with his hands, a magnificent figure, and standing with his back to back.

As if he felt my eyes, he stopped Xiao, turned around and whispered, "Your Highness."

I blinked: "It turned out to be you!"

He raised his eyebrows slightly with a self-deprecating smile: "Can't you be a minister?"

nodded honestly: "To be honest, it really surprised me. Lord Yan, aren't you a martial arts minister? I never thought I would be so proficient in music theory!"

"What does this count? Compared with my master, my little carving skill is simply not worth mentioning.

I was immediately curious: "Your master?"

He smiled at the corners of his mouth: "Speaking of my master, I have a great connection with you. Don't worry, you will have many opportunities to listen to him play in the future.

Listening to his tone, who that person is, do you still need to guess?

I frowned and pretended to understand: "It seems that the words 'not a family, don't enter a family' are really reasonable. I'm wondering why Xiuxiu's girl has become more and more slippery. The root cause is here!"

"I..." Yan Yun didn't expect that I would make fun of him in turn and was slightly stunned.

"When this is over, take Xiuxiu away!"

He heard my sudden sentence and looked over in surprise.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and calculate whether your bride price is enough. I'm out of date~~ I'll give Xiuxiu to others, and you will cry!" I took a look at him.

Why? Is it because I cooperated with Your Highness today?

"Do you think I regard Xiuxiu as a reward? Or in exchange for pulling you into the water?"

He didn't say anything, but his expression clearly said, wasn't it?

"I really want to knock your head and see what's in it!" I stared at someone: "Say it clearly, believe it or not, if you don't cooperate today, I have a lot of ways to force you to comply!"

Ah? "The minister," he touched his head, and there was a little blush on his dark face: "I will come to discuss the marriage soon. In fact, the bride price has been prepared for a long time."

"Oh~~~That's it~~" I looked at him plainly.

He turned his head uncomportunately, but his ears facing me were black and red. I laughed dumbly. I couldn't see that Yan Yun was so shy and cleared his throat: "Go and bring Dr. Huang Zheng here."

"Ah?"

"Just tell him that the medicine box is here in this palace. Go quickly!"

"Oh, no." Yan Yun, who was still dizzy, agreed and disappeared in front of me.

I looked back and saw that the gate of the main hall was still closed. The waiting palace people had been sent away for a long time ago, and I didn't know where the Lefang trick had been. At this time, the Weiyang Palace was shrouded in a dead silence, as if an invisible glutton was slowly devouring it, only the starlight screened by the six-grid window. Still struggling to support the only vitality.

"Your Highness, the medicine box is in you..." The old voice of Dr. Huang came from behind me, calling me back from my thoughts.

"Oh, the doctor is coming." I didn't turn around. I went straight to the white jade and brushed the snowflakes that fell on it with my sleeves. Then I turned around and made a gesture: "Sit down."

"I dare not." He hurriedly bowed.

"Doctor Zheng, do you want me to help you here in person?" My voice is calm and waveless, which is usually the tone of the emperor's uncle.

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, Doctor Huang sat over very neatly, although his body had been trembling.

"Medical, I'm afraid it's cold?"

"Old minister..."

I didn't wait for him to answer, so I ordered, "Lord Yan, go and get a robe."

After Yan Yun agreed, he disappeared again.

I sat next to Huang Yizheng and sighed, "How many years has the doctor servo saint?"

"Your Highness, when the emperor was still on the throne, I worked for it. Roughly, it has been more than 20 years."

"It's been so long. The doctor has really worked hard!"

"I dare not do my best for the Holy Trinity. I am really lucky."

"If you can be trusted by the emperor for a long time, it seems that the doctor must be superior in art, which can be called a world Hua Tuo."

"Your Highness's honor."

I turned to the old man sitting with his head down and looked like a torch: "So, how can you not diagnose the real cause of the emperor? Or are you just hiding it? I want to know what your intention is to do this time.

"Your Highness, my lord," he knelt on the ground with a flutter: "I am loyal to the king, but the sun and the moon."

"I just want a reasonable explanation!"

All I waited for was silence.

At this moment, the body suddenly warmed up, but the silver fox Qiu that had previously taken off came down from its head.

"Your Highness, take care." It turned out that Yan Yun returned. I saw that he was still wearing a robe on his arm, but he was still. He looked at the trembling doctor Huang and looked at me again, which showed that he was difficult.

So, I took the robe, stepped forward in a few steps, and gently put it on Dr. Huang's shoulder: "Doctor Zheng, it's freezing. How can your body be so bad? You'd better get up first."

He didn't get up, just looked up and glanced at me, as if he was distinguishing my words.

I shook my head helplessly, reached out and picked him up, gave Yan Yun a look, and let him leave first.

I pulled Dr. Huang to sit on the appendix again and helped him close his robe: "Do you know what my uncle means to me?"

He looked at me in surprise, and I looked back calmly. Yes, there was no use of "this palace" and no "Holy". It was just a pair of ordinary nephews, or a pair of ordinary father and daughters.

"I respect him, respect him, and thank him! If possible, Ah You would like to exchange his life for his life!"

"Don't you believe it? Ha~~" I looked at Huang Yizheng, who was still silent, and laughed sneeringly: "Maybe a month ago, even I didn't believe it, because at that time, there was a person in the world who could exchange Han You for my life, but that person... So, now I only have my uncle. No matter what I do, I just want him , live a long life! Do you understand?" At the end of the words, my tone became harder and harder. I noticed that his hands trembled slightly, and then they held each other, rubbed and struggled.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the cold wind mixed with snowflakes. It ravaged the delicate skin of my face and cut my ears that I couldn't cover, but I didn't move. I just quietly watched the crystal falling between the eyebrows of the opposite person, turning colorless.

Just when I felt that my breathing was about to freeze, Dr. Huang was finally making a sound. He seemed to have made a great determination and stared at me solemnly. His voice trembled: "Your Highness, are you sure you want to know?"

I solemnly bow my head.

His face was still stiff, but he suddenly turned into a pity: "Your Majesty is not a stroke, but poison. As early as 15 years ago, he was poisoned by the legendary 'poison king' - the Western Regions mandala! Originally, there were only three years to live, but fortunately, an unknown master came to save him and suppress the toxicity with poison. It's a matter of great importance. The emperor once asked his ministers to swear that he would never disclose it to anyone, but now... to say something big, whether your majesty can wake up or not is a question.

Speaking of this, suddenly, he knelt down again: "I have already thought that if your majesty has a... I would like to follow, but my apprentice is young and ignorant, and I hope Your Highness can spare his life." This said with the determination to die. Did he actually intend to bear it all his strength before?

How did I persuade you? Doctor Huang didn't get up. I turned to sigh: "Do you think you can do this as soon as you die? Think about it, it's about the Son of Heaven. How can there be no reason to sit down? I may not be able to keep your apprentice!"

"However, your majesty has promised me that as long as I plead guilty, I will never implicate others!" He suddenly became anxious.

"What?" I can't believe it, that is to say, the emperor's uncle asked Dr. Huang to condemn the poisoner and the person who wanted to murder him!

"This..." Doctor Huang suddenly woke up and made a mistake and immediately closed his voice.

"Who is the poisoner?" I took his skirt, knelt on the ground with him, and repeated, "Who is it?"

He clenched his teeth and shook his head.

"Is it okay not to say that? Your good disciple is sleeping soundly in it. Do you want his left hand or right hand?

"Your Highness," his white beard trembled and looked at me in shock: "Your Highness...give me..."

"Is that because you don't want both hands? Yan..." Before I finished speaking, my hand was dragged by him.

"I, I said," he gasped fiercely: "It's your mother, Your Royal Highness Princess Shunhua!"

The brain is blank in an instant. Impossible, absolutely impossible. Will she harm the emperor's uncle? They are not...

"Nonsense!"

"I swear that if what I said is not the truth, even if I go to hell, I will never be born!"

Unfortunately, no matter how I forced him to look at it, there was no trace of flaw in his eyes. Gradually, I let go of him. I whispered, "How can it be... Who can't be her..." He collapsed on the ground dejectedly, and the pale and beautiful face flashed in front of me.

"She finally took action, hehe, she really took action, haha~~~

This laughter? I looked at it blankly. The graceful and enchanting woman standing under the eaves of the corridor was laughing forward and backward, strangely crazy.

"Spiritual, you..."

After a long time, she stopped laughing, wiped the corners of her eyes, and gasped: "Woth, he really can't do it?" Her eyes are very complicated, and she can't tell whether she is hope or fear.

I got up with difficulty and faced her with a smile: "I'm afraid I can't do what you want!" I have found a way to save it!"

"You mean the one inside..."

"Yes." I will reply affirmatively.

She turned around slightly and turned to me, as if she sneered: "Well, but I can do what you want!" I don't know if it was an illusion, but I seemed to see her imperceptible relief.

"Queen..." Doctor Huang was dumbfounded.

Ling Xiu glanced at him and raised his lips slightly: "Long time no see, Lao Huang."

Huang Yizheng's face suddenly turned into a dyeing tank, which was colorful and wonderful.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and interrupted the so-called old man's reunion: "Spiritual practice, what did you mean?"

"Then answer me first, do you believe it was poisoned by your mother?"

I slowly lowered my head and was silent.

"Is this not over?" Lingxiu sneered coldly, "What can't your mother do?"

"You..." I clenched my fists.

"Come with me!"

"Ah?"

"I'll take you to a place!" The spiritual practice went straight to the back of the hall: "I'll give you back the story I owe you today!"