The palace architecture of Xichang Kingdom also tended to be European-style.
The whole is made of gold as a base and red as a decoration. The color is very gorgeous.
The smooth polished marble in the corridor of the main hall, the magnificent suspended ceiling, wall lamps, and huge golden pillars that can only be embraced by five people support a dome.
Upon entering the garden, these brilliant golden colors were replaced by pure white reliefs.
Compared to the chaos of the entire demonized city, this place... looks more comfortable.
When the palace maid led them through the courtyard, they saw a screaming maid being dragged out and tied to a pillar by the pool.
Two muscular soldiers were beating her with pepper whips.
The rows of alchemists' eyelids twitched almost inaudibly, trying to prevent their eyes from sliding towards the bloody scene.
The legendary bloodthirsty and cruel queen, the queen who dragged people out and whipped them to death, and her eighteen-year-old daughter completely inherited the queen's lustful and bloody character.
Everyone followed the maid with lowered eyebrows, not daring to glance casually.
Another maid walking beside them said slowly, "She is Sally, the queen's personal maid. She tried to get involved with the prince's husband, but she frightened him so much that he had a headache. The queen ordered her to be whipped three hundred times and punished her.
It's quite kind and takes into consideration the past friendship."
"Three hundred lashes." Everyone gasped.
How can ordinary people survive after being whipped three hundred times? Even ordinary warriors who have not reached the realm of martial arts masters will find it difficult to withstand these three hundred whips.
Looking at the girl named Sally, she is only in her twenties. Can she reach the realm of a martial arts master?
"Okay, we're here! You guys wait here first." The leading maid abandoned them and went in first to announce.
After a while, she came out again and said calmly, "The queen has ordered that all the doctors line up. You come in one by one. Whoever can cure the king's husband with medicine will be rewarded heavily by the queen. On the contrary, if
If it makes Mr. Wang even more unwell, I will chop off your heads!"
"Ah?" When everyone heard that this was a job of beheading, they immediately started shouting randomly.
"Your imperial list didn't say that if you don't treat well, your head will be chopped off!"
"That's right!"
"Now the queen has issued the latest order." The maid sneered with narrowed eyes, "Do you have any objections?"
Everyone shrank their necks and said with a sad face, "No, no objection."
"It's fine if you don't have any objections! Just line up on your own!"
"You first, you first! You first!"
"You, you, you first!"
"Brother Su, you should go first!"
"Yes, Brother Su, your skills are superb and you are the most talented alchemist among us. Why don't you go first? You go first!"
"Okay!" The maid glared impatiently, "Everyone is in line."
Holding a ruler, she held her neck proudly and walked past these timid men. She pointed the ruler at the middle-aged man called Brother Su and shouted coldly, "You are the first."
Just one."
Brother Su was obviously in tragedy. Within ten minutes, he was pulled out by two soldiers, shouting "Queen, spare your life! Queen, please spare your life."
After a while, the sound of a knife being pierced into flesh was heard from outside, followed by the scream that disappeared.
The alchemists' faces were pale and they couldn't help but tremble.
Oh my god, even Brother Su was arrested on the spot by the Queen! He shouldn’t have come, he shouldn’t have come! He really shouldn’t have thrown himself into a trap just for the sake of fame and fortune!
The head maid came out again with a ruler in her hands and glanced at the second alchemist.
The guy's face turned pale with fear, and he ran to the back of the queue, "Me, me, I'm the last one!"
"Me too!"
"I, brother, the opportunity is given to you!"
Everyone roared and rearranged, pushing Xuanhuang to the front of the team.
Xuanhuang raised his eyebrows noncommittally, took a step forward, and put a considerable distance between himself and the dozen or so people behind him.
The head maid glanced at her and nodded, "Come in with me."
A sneer appeared on Xuanhuang's lips, and then he followed the maid's footsteps without hesitation and headed towards the open palace ahead.
The first thing you see is several dark colored curtains.
A large European-style bed was placed in the center of the palace, with a light golden curtain hanging in front of the bed. Sitting beside the bed with his back to her was probably the Queen of Xichang who was chasing her.
The long oval window with carved flower feathers was only half opened, and two rather delicate maids stood there with submissive eyebrows.
"Your Majesty, the doctor is here."
A faint "hmm" came from the curtain.
Xuanhuang vaguely saw a beautiful head of black silk spread on the bed. He took a deep breath and secretly reminded himself: Calm down! Calm down!
The sickly boy was lying on a light blue velvet bed cover. The queen seemed to want to hold his hand that was hanging on the side of the bed, which made him unhappy. A golden object was thrown away by the angry boy.
He came out and rolled at Xuanhuang's feet.
Xuanhuang lowered his head and took a look. It was a beautifully crafted oil lamp.
The queen's sigh was covered by the boy's heavy cough.
When Xuanhuang heard the cough, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, good boy, I won't touch you! Don't be angry! You get a headache when you are angry, I will ask the doctor to treat you!" The Queen's doting voice came out from inside the tent.
The young man seemed to be angry again, picked up the things and threw them out!
The queen hurriedly comforted her, "Okay, okay, my good boy, I won't see you now. When you are happy, I will call him in again."
Not long after, Xuanhuang saw her lifting the golden curtain and walking out.
Xuanhuang glanced at her secretly.
This woman in her forties has taken good care of herself, and at least she looks quite young.
Wearing a water-red European-style tube top dress, her curvy figure was perfectly embellished.
To be honest, there is indeed a big gap between her and the old witch queen in Xuanhuang's mind.
"Are you sure you can cure Mr. Wang's headache?" the Queen asked in a serious voice, "You look really young. If you can't cure it, I will still chop off your head!"
Xuanhuang nodded, "As long as I give you two injections, Mr. Wang's headache will be temporarily relieved."
"Really?" The queen looked at her doubtfully, "What do the two injections mean?"
This continent mainly focuses on refining medicine. Acupuncture and decoction of Chinese herbal medicine are quite unfamiliar. The Queen does not understand it, and Xuanhuang does not think it is strange.
It's just that Xuanhuang sometimes thinks that those minor ailments such as headaches and fevers also need to be refined into pills, but these people never think about improving anything.
But that's right, most alchemists are focused on refining pills to increase power.
Xuanhuang did not intend to explain to the queen what acupuncture was, but said coldly, "When I am giving the acupuncture treatment, there cannot be anyone waiting around, so I ask the queen and these maids to wait outside."