Concubine Shu was startled and raised her eyes to look at Song Tuanyuan: "Before, you said there was no way. The prince's legs only have three years to live. Now you say there is a way. Do you want to delay time, fearing that your identity will be exposed so that I can
Will you and the prince keep you safe?"
Song Tuanyuan smiled: "Of course I hope that Concubine Shu and the prince will protect me, but this is not nonsense. After all, it is only three years. If I can't cure the prince's leg after three years, then the prince will
Maybe I am already the emperor. At that time, won’t the prince still kill me as usual? Speaking of which, I will only live for three more years!”
Song Tuanyuan added: "In the past three years, I may be able to return a pair of legs to the prince for the rest of my life. Concubine Shu will discuss it with the prince and see if he believes it or not!"
After Song Tuanyuan finished speaking, he went to prepare medicine for King Cheng.
Concubine Shu looked at Song Tuanyuan's back, hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly entered Prince Cheng's room.
In the room, King Cheng was stroking his legs.
Before, there was no pain in his legs, which made him almost forget about his pain. Now, the recurrences one after another made him miserable, and made him more and more aware of his physical disability.
He must heal his legs, no matter what the cost.
Seeing King Cheng's painful look, Concubine Shu hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Just now Song Tuanyuan said that your legs can be saved, Your Majesty!"
King Cheng raised his eyes and looked at Concubine Shu: "Really? She said that?"
Concubine Shu nodded: "She said that she would go out this time and find a way that might help your leg and cure it completely, but she has a condition. She wants us to keep her identity and the Song family!"
King Cheng frowned: "Maybe this Song Tuanyuan just lied to us. Six months ago, she clearly said that the child's legs were incurable!"
"Your Majesty, as long as there is a little bit of hope, we all have to believe it!" Concubine Shu held Prince Cheng's hand, "She is a down-and-out princess, and she doesn't even have a loyal dog by her side. What kind of splash can she make? Besides, she doesn't have a loyal dog by her side.
Just three years. If she can't cure your leg in three years, it won't be too late to kill her and her whole family!"
King Cheng thought for a moment, maybe Song Tuanyuan was the last hope for his legs, so he could only choose to believe in Song Tuanyuan.
"Okay, then I will believe her just once!" King Cheng said in a deep voice.
Concubine Shu nodded.
Choosing to believe in Song Tuanyuan, Concubine Shu also felt that she had hope.
Song Tuanyuan noticed that the servants in Prince Cheng's Mansion were very respectful to her, so she knew that Concubine Shu and Prince Cheng had chosen to believe her.
Song Tuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
In three years, she will use these three years to become strong enough to protect the Song family and be able to be with Ji Changan safely and happily.
She would not let the tragedy of her previous life happen again.
Song Tuanyuan concentrated on treating King Cheng. Now she could only temporarily control King Cheng's condition, but she had to let King Cheng taste the sweetness, otherwise she would not believe him.
Just when King Cheng's leg was about to recover, the emperor suddenly summoned King Cheng to the palace.
As soon as King Cheng entered the imperial study room in the palace, he found Liu Qiankun and Hao Lixian waiting there, and beside them stood King Liang and an envoy from Dishu State.
King Cheng's heart tightened and he stepped forward to salute Emperor Tianji.
Emperor Tianji glanced at King Cheng, and then his eyes fell on King Cheng's legs. After looking at it for a few times, he asked: "Old Eighth, the envoy of the Dishu Kingdom heard that you have inconvenience in your legs and feet, so you must ask the imperial doctor for help."
Look, what do you say?"
King Cheng glanced at the envoy, only to find that the envoy had intuitively glanced at King Liang next to him.
King Cheng knew it in his mind. He stepped forward and raised his fist towards Emperor Tianji and said, "Father, there is nothing wrong with my legs!"
King Liang said: "Brother, if there is anything wrong with you, let the two imperial doctors take a look at it and you will know. This will also reassure the envoys of the Dishu State and reassure the Princess!"
The envoy from the Dishu Kingdom also said: "Yes, this way our princess can marry the prince with peace of mind!"
King Liang frowned and looked up at Hao Lixian and Liu Qiankun.
Hao Lixian is his, so he is not afraid of him, but Liu Qiankun, although he is Yu Kun's apprentice, has a pedantic temperament and has the shadow of his master, Director Zhou, and is not easy to get along with.
King Liang hesitated for a moment.
King Liang asked: "The emperor brother doesn't dare?"
King Cheng sneered: "My legs are not sick, so what is there to be afraid of?"
King Cheng sat aside and motioned for Hao Lixian and Liu Qiankun to come forward.
Hao Lixian and Liu Qiankun stepped forward to feel his pulse, and then rolled up King Cheng's trouser legs to check carefully.
There are no symptoms visible on King Cheng's legs.
Liu Qiankun looked at it for a long time, seeming to be thinking about something, and suddenly took out a small wooden hammer from his arms and knocked it towards King Cheng's knee.
King Cheng was stunned, hugged his legs intuitively, and asked in a deep voice: "Liu Qiankun, what are you doing?"
Liu Qiankun took a careful look at King Cheng's legs and pressed his hands around them again.
King Cheng's leg hurt a little when he was hit. Now when Liu Qiankun pressed it, he felt a little swollen.
Cheng Wangyin held back and was about to kick Liu Qiankun away when he saw Emperor Tianji looking at him coldly.
King Cheng had no choice but to endure the anger and panic in his heart and tried his best to make his expression look normal.
After Liu Qiankun pressed the button, he frowned, turned around and walked to Emperor Tianji to salute: "Your Majesty, there is indeed something wrong with your legs!"
King Cheng clenched his fingers and said in a deep voice: "Liu Qiankun, what's wrong with my leg? Is there anything wrong?"
After King Cheng finished speaking, he looked at Hao Lixian again: "Master Hao is still the dean of the Taiyuan Hospital. Master Hao has not spoken, so how can it be your turn?"
Hao Lixian stepped forward and cupped his fists towards Emperor Tianji: "Your Majesty, I am not good at leg diseases, but Master Liu has some research on it!"
Emperor Tianji looked at Liu Qiankun: "Liu Qiankun, tell me, what's wrong?"
Liu Qiankun stood up, waved the small hammer in his hand and said, "Your Majesty, I once met a famous doctor who taught me a way to judge whether my legs are healthy. This is it!"
As Liu Qiankun spoke, he motioned for Hao Lixian to sit down on the chair where King Cheng was sitting just now. He tapped Hao Lixian's knees with a small wooden hammer, and Hao Lixian's calves suddenly stretched forward.
"Your Majesty, you see, this is the normal reaction of human legs, but His Highness Prince Cheng's legs do not have this reaction. There are generally three reasons for the absence of this reaction. The first is that there is damage around the knees of the legs, and the second is that there is no such reaction in the legs.
The second is pathological changes in the lower limbs, and the third is spinal injury. Just now, Xiaguan squeezed around King Cheng’s knees and found cysts, so it is judged that His Highness Prince Cheng belongs to the first situation, that is, there is damage around the knees!” Liu Qiankun said.
King Cheng couldn't help but clenched his fingers. He didn't expect that the secrets he had hidden for so many years would be exposed in front of his father and King Liang all at once.
All in front of the people who are most important to him!