C9

The air of sleep was important.

If he had a charred body, it would be bad for the sleeper and bad for the body.

So there was another light in the sky, and then there was nothing on the ground

— —

Phoenix Brook City, inside the Qi King's Manor, it was a complete mess. Qi Wangfei nearly cried herself to death.

Prince Qi also went to the palace to ask for an imperial decree and brought back a group of imperial doctors for treatment.

Yesterday, the young prince of the Duke's Mansion — Huangfu Qianxang — had suddenly suffered from an illness upon his return. Many doctors had been asked to diagnose the illness, which was why the old prince was in such a hurry.

"What's going on? "What kind of illness did Shang'er have?"

The two most respected people in the current State of Qiandao were the old empress dowager and Prince Qi. Even the current emperor, Huangfu Qianmo, was extremely respectful to them.

It went without saying that the old empress dowager was his biological grandmother, and no one could compare to Prince Qi in terms of his sacrifices and contributions to the country. Now that the old prince's only son had suddenly fallen sick, how could the country not be worried?

The imperial physicians knew and understood, but they didn't dare to speak the truth.

They had already diagnosed what illness it was, but no one dared to say. After all, this disease …

It was really hard to say.

"Say it, if you don't say it carefully, I will pull it out and chop it off."

Prince Qi was furious. He didn't have anything to say, he could just say it out loud. Just look at their expressions, he could guess that they were hiding something.

"Y-Imperial Physician Zhang, tell me, if you don't tell me, I'll drag you out …"

Before she could finish, Imperial Physician Zhang, whose name had been called, quickly kneeled on the ground. The other physicians who hadn't been called also knelt on the ground out of fear.

"Young Marquis, I'm afraid that what you've obtained is a flower willow, I'm afraid that it's …"

Prince Qi's heart froze for a second. Impossible! Impossible!

"What?" Say that again? "

In order to confirm it, he asked again, 'Flower Willow?' Shang'er actually had a willow?

Although his son was a bit unruly, he didn't have a flowery personality. The concubines in the mansion were all pure girls who had been married to an honest man. How could he have a flowery personality?

This disease is dead, and it will die in an ugly way.

How could Prince Qi not be angry?

"No …." That's right... "Flowers and willows."

The imperial physician knelt on the ground and kowtowed nonstop, because the kowtow had already bled a lot. But none of this was important, not as important as his life.

"Is there a way to cure it?"

Now Prince Qi finally knew why those doctors didn't want to talk anymore, because if they did, they would be courting death.