The widowed sister-in-law is embarrassed, she criticizes the villain like he only wants to be a love

Chapter 656 Treating the Old Emperor



Chapter 656 Treating the Old Emperor

The group walked into the imperial palace. It was the first time that Yan Shu came to this majestic palace. He looked around curiously. The golden glazed tiles were shining brightly in the sun. There were towering ancient trees, red walls and golden tiles. It was magnificent and huge, like a palace in heaven.

The Sui Dynasty, which had stood for more than two hundred years, was just like the Tang Dynasty she had learned about in the history books of her previous life. In its heyday, foreign nations paid tribute to it and all nations came to pay homage to it. However, now that the Sui Dynasty was on the decline, the dynasty in its twilight years had long since become a rotten shell.

"The Taiji Palace is in front of us. We have arrived at His Majesty's bedroom."

Yan Shu looked in the direction of Yang Zhong's finger and saw a majestic palace in front of him. He walked up the white jade steps and arrived at the gate of Taiji Hall. Two young eunuchs were standing on duty at the door. They saluted respectfully when they saw Yang Zhong.

Yang Zhong turned to Cui Lao and Yan Shu and said, "Wait outside the hall for a while while I go in and report."

Cui Lao nodded: "Okay."

Yang Zhong walked into the hall, came to the old emperor's bedroom, and looked towards the dragon couch.

The old emperor was wearing a dragon robe and sitting at the table fiddling with the chessboard. When he heard footsteps, he knew that Yang Zhong had returned.

"People are here?"

"I'm waiting outside the palace."

"Let them in."

"promise!"

Yang Zhong turned around and hurried out of the palace, smiling and saying to Cui Lao and Yan Shu, "Your Majesty invites you."

Yan Shu supported Mr. Cui and followed Yang Zhong into the Taiji Hall. A medicinal fragrance wafted into their noses.

Yan Shu sniffed and smelled the air carefully, then glanced at the man sitting on the dragon couch without making any expression.

Is the man in front of me the old emperor?

Perhaps because he had been bedridden for a long time, the old emperor looked thin and his face revealed illness, but his facial features were very straight, with dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a high nose bridge. He had a reserved temperament and was noble because of his long tenure in a high position. It can be imagined that the old emperor was also a handsome man before he fell ill.

"Cough cough..."

The old emperor coughed twice and looked at Mr. Cui and Yan Shu with a deep gaze.

Elder Cui immediately knelt down and said, "I pay my respects to Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor."

Yan Shu reacted quickly and knelt in the cold hall. The old emperor glanced at Mr. Cui lightly.

"Be flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yan Shu stood up and helped Mr. Cui to stand up.

The old emperor's gaze fell on Yan Shu at this time.

"According to seniority, I am your junior. Uncle Cui has aged a lot after not seeing him for many years."

Cui Lao smiled and said, "Time is merciless. In the blink of an eye, I have already reached the age of seventy."

The old emperor asked, "Is this girl your granddaughter?"

"It is Caomin's granddaughter."

"Keep your head up."

Hearing the old emperor's order, Yan Shu slowly raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.

The old emperor's grey eyes lit up slightly: "Mr. Cui is so lucky to have such a beautiful lady at home."

Old Cui narrowed his eyes slightly and cursed in his heart, this old guy is almost in the coffin, why is he still looking at a little girl with that kind of eyes?

shameless!

"Those who grew up in a small family cannot compare to the famous ladies in the capital."

"Haha, if your Cui family can be called a small family, how many people in the Sui Dynasty dare to be called a high-ranking family?"

After he finished speaking, the old emperor smiled at Yan Shu.

"Girl Cui, do you have any hobbies?"

Yan Shu told the old emperor according to his experience that he had announced to the public before, "I have been weak and sickly since I was young. My elders had no choice but to send me to live with a miracle doctor. So I have always liked to play with herbs, and I have no other hobbies."

The old emperor's eyes lit up slightly. "Oh? I've had headaches a lot lately, and the doctors at the Imperial Hospital are helpless. The third prince's new concubine, Concubine Su, is proficient in some massage techniques that can relieve the pain for a few hours, but the pain will continue the next day. Since you are proficient in medicine, please help me take a look."

Elder Cui said hurriedly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is still young and has little medical skills. How can she compare to the imperial physicians in the palace? Your health is important. Don't let this girl mess around."

"Uncle Cui, don't be nervous. I just want this girl to help me check my pulse. Even if she can't find any problems, I won't blame her."

Old Cui looked at Yan Shu. Yan Shu's brain was working rapidly. He thought that while helping the old emperor to cure his illness, he could come to Taiji Hall often. Not only could he secretly investigate the truth behind the resurrection of Wuji Taoist and Yuan An, he might also be able to take this opportunity to get useful information from the old emperor.

"Then let me take your pulse first!"

Yan Shu walked to the old emperor's side, and Yang Zhong immediately brought a huanghuali round stool for Yan Shu to sit down. The old emperor put his right hand on the table. Yan Shu took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and covered the old emperor's wrist with it, then stretched out his fingers and pressed on the pulse to begin diagnosis.

After some diagnosis and treatment, she found that there was something strange about the old emperor's body. He was obviously very weak but his pulse was very strong. It was difficult for him to have such abundant energy and spirit given his physical condition. It was as if he was being kept alive by some medicine.

This made her think of Liu Hanyue. The medicine he had taken before seemed to have a similar effect.

"What medicine has your majesty taken recently?"

"They are all medicines for strengthening the body, replenishing qi and moistening the lungs. Your Majesty suffers from a cough. These medicines are personally made by Taoist Yuan'an of Dengfeng Tower." Yang Zhong said standing aside.

The old emperor's daily diet, daily life and medicine were all taken care of by Yang Zhong, so he naturally knew them best.

Yan Shu's eyes flickered slightly: "Can you show me this medicine?"

The old emperor stared at Yan Shu with a deep gaze for a while, then ordered Yang Zhong beside him: "Go and get the elixir."

"promise!"

Yang Zhong walked out of the inner hall and returned a moment later holding an exquisite mahogany box. He held the box in front of Yan Shu with both hands and said, "Miss Cui, please take a look."

Yan Shu reached out and opened the box, which contained more than a dozen pills. She took out one and held it to her nose, sniffed the scent, and paused slightly.

This pill has a light fragrance, and it smells very similar to the pills Liu Hanyue had eaten before. Judging from the ingredients alone, it does have the effect of strengthening the body as Yang Zhong said, but she always feels that there is an indescribable smell. Her intuition tells her that the ingredients of this pill are not simple.

Otherwise, the old emperor, who was about to die, suddenly got better after taking the elixir. This would be very strange, unless this fake Wuji Immortal really had a miraculous medicine that could bring the dead back to life.

"Girl Cui, what are the ingredients of this medicine?"

Yan Shu withdrew his thoughts and looked at the old emperor.

"This elixir contains precious and rare herbs, which can really strengthen the body, replenish qi and moisten the lungs."

As for whether eating too much will cause liver and kidney poisoning, that depends on his luck. He treated his wife and children so cruelly, and the pain his body suffered before his death was also his retribution.

She would not bother to remind him.

"Then what's causing my headache?"

"Your Majesty, do you often have nightmares at night?"


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