"Your Majesty, Bian Jishi is my royal physician, and he was recommended by my concubine to diagnose the empress. If he was beaten to death for telling the empress that she was in good condition, would it be an unjust death? I would also become an indirect murderer.
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"What do you want?"
"I have asked that Master Shikong is also proficient in medical skills. Since Master Shikong is here today, why not let Master Shikong diagnose the Queen's pulse.
If the Empress is not in good health, she can be treated more carefully. If she is fine, wouldn't it be a matter of universal celebration?
No matter what it is, Bian Jishi has only merit and no fault, right?"
"Amitabha, I am willing to serve you."
Shi Kong, who was silent on the side, stepped forward and performed a Buddhist ritual.
My calm smile and Shikong's good intentions gave Yelu Zihan no chance to refuse.
"Then there's Master Lao."
Yan Li's pretty face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.
"Your Majesty, Yan'er's illness has always been treated by old doctors..."
"Let Master Shi Kong take your pulse. Master rarely makes an exception to take the pulse of a woman. This opportunity is rare."
Yelu Zihan looked at Yan Li's clear and bright eyes, and the color in his eyes became darker and darker. Yan Li did not dare to say any more.
Shi Kong did not use silk to feel the pulse like Bian Jishi, but naturally pressed three fingers on Yan Li's hand.
In his eyes, Yan Li's stunning beauty was worthless.
As a monk, he showed that form is emptiness and form in a very plain way. In his eyes, Yanli was just a patient.
"Master, how is Yan'er's health?"
Seeing Shi Kong's fingers leaving Yan Li's wrist and frowning lightly, Yelu Zihan asked.
Shi Kong was silent for a while.
"Amitabha, the Queen's pulse condition is very disordered."
Yan Li and Yelu Zihan let out a long sigh, as if they were letting go of a big stone weighing on their hearts.
Bian Jishi looked at Shi Kong in a state of confusion and muttered to himself.
"This is impossible, this is simply impossible."
I was also panicked. I had been planning for so long, and even let Shi Kong arrive in order to defeat Yan Li in one fell swoop.
Now that my face on the stage has been torn, it is impossible to gain her trust again. Am I going to lose this round?
Pretending to be calm, he held Bian Jishi down and looked at Shi Kong with burning eyes.
"Although the Queen's pulse is confused, it is not because of physical weakness. If I didn't make a mistake in the diagnosis just now, Queen, you must have used your true energy to disrupt your pulse?"
Shi Kong said neither humble nor arrogantly, and Yanli's pig liver-colored face turned into that of Bao Zheng.
"Master, you are a monk, how could you forget to speculate?"
"Empress, I never say anything that I am not sure about. Even if the emperor questions me, I still say the same thing."
"Master, can you speak more clearly?"
It must be said that Concubine Qiang is a person who is very good at stirring up trouble. She always brings it up with a few words. Although everyone knows that her intention is obvious, they don't dare to say more.
And Yelu Zihan's anger was more or less aroused in this way.
"The Queen is in good health and is even stronger than the average person."
"Your Majesty, don't listen to this old bald donkey's nonsense. I want to see an old lady. I want to see an old lady."