In the East Palace, the Crown Princess had just given the two ladies a few ladies' fans. The two ladies were overjoyed and returned to the palace happily.
Unexpectedly, he bumped into the prince on the road, and his joy was beyond words. When he saluted the prince, he did not forget to secretly curl his lips.
The prince was curious. He had already walked over, but then he came back and asked, "What did the prince reward you?"
Su Liangyuan and Qin Liangyuan were both very surprised. The prince had always been alone and seemed transparent when he saw them. Today he actually took the initiative to talk to them?
The two ladies quickly presented the round fans.
Hua Zimo took it and presented it to the prince.
The prince took a closer look and found that the lady's fan was different from the previous ones. It didn't look like a real person, but it was lifelike, with a hint of naivety.
There is another one, that of a dancer from the Western Regions, with her gauze skirt fluttering, revealing her chubby little legs.
"That's interesting." The prince said, twitching his lips and asking Huazimo to return it to them.
The two Liangyuan took back the round fans and were still in a trance for a moment.
The one who laughed just now...is he really the prince?
Although the corners of his mouth were only slightly raised, his eyes were gentle and his expression was warm. He was completely different from the prince who used to be gloomy and often shut himself up.
Soon, this matter reached the ears of the Crown Princess.
After a while, Hua Zimo received more than a dozen round fans from the Crown Princess.
Hua Zimo held it and stood in front of the prince with a bitter smile.
When the prince saw this, he snorted coldly: "She really has her heart. She knows everything Gu does."
After saying that, the beggar Mo threw away the round fan. He was not a woman, so why did he use the round fan?
When Hua Zimo went out, he saw Yu Deshui walking outside, looking a little anxious.
Hua Zimo frowned and said displeasedly: "You know that the prince doesn't like people walking outside the palace, do you want to die?"
Yu Deshui quickly knelt down and said, "Eunuch Hua, this slave is guilty."
Hua Zimo's heart trembled, and she wanted to protect him, so she quickly said: "Get up first and help me take the painting to the warehouse."
Yu Deshui raised his head, still struggling.
Huazimo scolded: "Hurry up!"
But at this moment, the prince opened the palace door, looked at the two of them and said, "Come in!"
Hua Zimo sighed and kicked Yu Deshui. He didn't wink, he deserved to die later!
The prince stared at Hua Zimo gloomily, and his silent questioning made Hua Zimo's legs weak. Hua Zimo quickly said: "I just look at him...to see how smart he is."
The prince snorted coldly, and then looked at Yu Deshui: "What mistake have you made that you don't even dare to see me?"
Yu Deshui trembled, carefully took out a letter from his arms, and presented it respectfully: "I found an excuse to ask Madam Wang to write a prescription..."
Hua Zimo was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. The folding fan in his hand fell to the ground with a crash.
He looked up and saw the prince standing up suddenly, his face as cold as frost.
It's over, it's over now.
Hua Zimo wanted to die to apologize, but Yu Deshui opened the letter without fear of death and said: "Madam Wang said that His Highness's disease can be cured. She also drew a picture of acupuncture for Your Highness to see."
Hua Zimo looked at the letter in disbelief and saw that there was really a picture, but the picture hadn't been opened yet, and he couldn't see clearly what was drawn inside?
The prince's forehead was throbbing with veins. He did not read the letter, but said angrily: "Did you tell her that Gu was sick?"
"Yu Deshui, how dare you?"
"I'm going to kill you!!"
After the prince finished speaking, he immediately drew his sword.
Hua Zimo was so frightened that her legs went weak, fearing that she would fall here too.
But Yu Deshui moved forward without fear of death, holding the letter, and then knelt in the tunnel and said: "How dare I lie about the prince's body? I lied about someone else, but... Madam Wang, she seems to have guessed it."
The sword that the prince was holding was chopped crookedly. Hua Zimo hugged his legs and cried so miserably.
"Your Highness, please get around this dog slave and don't let his blood stain this place!"
Yu Deshui held up the letter and cried tremblingly: "As long as His Highness is in good health, I am willing to die."
Hua Zimo kicked him hard and cursed manically: "Bah, you stupid pig. Do you think the problem can be solved if you die? Do you know how big a crime you have committed?
This incident endangers the entire East Palace, and even if you take the lives of dozens of your family members, it won’t be enough to compensate you.”
Yu Deshui raised his head, with tears in his eyes, and begged: "Your Highness, just take a look, I beg you. I don't have any relatives, and I will die if I die, but I just can't bear the suffering of Your Highness. I beg Your Highness to love you."
My own body!"
A glimmer of hope flashed through Hua Zimo, and he looked at the letter steadily. The prince had been suffering from this disease for more than ten years, and he knew it best.
If there is really hope...
"Your Highness..."
The prince's hands suddenly shook, the light in his pupils gradually began to dim, and his body maintained a stiff and strange posture, as if it could no longer be changed.
Hua Zimo was shocked, the prince was sick!
He stepped forward and quickly helped the prince lie down, and said to Yu Deshui fiercely: "Look at the good deeds you have done. If anything happens to the prince today, just wait for your family to be confiscated and your family to be exterminated!"
When Yu Deshui saw that the prince was ill again, he could no longer bear to cry. He quickly unfolded the acupuncture diagram, and then said to Huazi Mo: "I am not afraid of death. As long as His Highness the prince is well, I would rather cut myself into pieces."
part."
With that said, he showed the picture to Hua Zimo.
Huazimo was surprised and confused: "This is..."
Yu Deshui said: "This is an acupuncture chart, but it's too late now. You hold His Highness the Prince still, and I'll press the acupuncture points for His Highness first. If it works, I'll ask someone to do acupuncture."
Hua Zimo wanted to stop him, but as he spoke, he saw His Highness the Crown Prince breathing rapidly, his body twitching painfully and uncomfortably, his face as pale as paper, and he was hovering on the edge of life and death...
After a brief struggle, Hua Zimo closed his eyes in pain and clenched his fists...
That's all, just treat this as his last service.
I don't know how long it took, but when Hua Zimo was stiff and his clothes were soaked through his back, he heard Yu Deshui's surprise and choked voice: "It works, Mr. Hua, look, it works."
Hua Zimo opened her eyes in disbelief and saw that the prince had fallen asleep.
Suddenly, he felt his eyes sore and burst into tears.
Yu Deshui trembled and said again: "It's effective."
Hua Zimo wiped away her tears and shouted angrily: "You still say it, stop saying it."
"His Royal Highness has not slept so deeply for a long time. Let him have a good sleep."
When Yu Deshui heard the words, he slumped aside. But soon, he folded up the acupuncture diagram again and put it in his arms like a treasure.
As soon as I put it away, I saw Hua Zimo's cold and faint gaze.
Yu Deshui: "..."
"I'm just... afraid of being picked up."
Huazimo snorted coldly and immediately said: "Take it out."
Yu Deshui took it out tremblingly and explained again: "I...I don't want to keep it privately."
Hua Zimo didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just said: "Go and guard outside the hall and don't let anyone in."
Yu Deshui got up and ran out. At the corner of the East Palace, the figure of the Crown Princess quietly disappeared, and then she stayed away.
Just when I was leaving the palace, I fell because I was too anxious.
Soon, the sound alarmed Yu Deshui. He yelled: "Who is it?"
The Crown Princess stood up, knowing that she could not escape. She adjusted her dress in a panic, as if she had just crossed the threshold. When she saw Yu Deshui running out, she asked, "Is the Crown Prince inside?"
Seeing that it was the Crown Princess, Yu Deshui breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The Crown Prince has rested. The Crown Princess will come back later."
When the princess saw this, she stopped and said, "That's it, then okay."
When she turned around, Yu Deshui looked at the beaded hairpin on her head and a pearl lying quietly on the ground, and frowned slightly.