Chapter 426

Zi an said: "I know, but if the emperor recovers, our predicament will be solved, and then you can put down the burden."

If the emperor is still there, neither the prince nor the king of nanhuai will be a threat. Even if the king of nanhuai is determined, he is the real emperor of the dragon. He has been on the throne for many years and many officials return to his heart. He is not the same as Murong Jie.

What if he doesn't give up?

Moreover, when the emperor recovers and takes power, nanhuai can only return to the southern kingdom. She can't make any trouble in at least three or five years. She must have a way to solve the poisonous insects with these three or five years.

Murong Jie still does not agree. He is not afraid of anyone gossiping or criticizing. However, he can't let Zi an fall into such a whirlpool.

"Murong, let me enter the palace. At least, let me see his condition. If I'm sure, I'll ask for treatment. If not, I'll give up." Zian begged.

Murong Jie asked: "well, you say how much you know about ghost face sores."

Zi an shook his head. "According to my understanding, GUI Mian Chuang is a kind of disease that I have been exposed to before, but I don't know if it is. As for you saying that there is a small face on his arm, I have to ask if it has been there before, but you don't know all the time."

"That little face is a ghost face sore. If you get a ghost face sore, you will grow erythema and a ghost face." This is what the imperial doctor told Murong Jie. Murong Jie didn't understand the pathology, so he could only repeat what the imperial doctor said.

"Is there any case data of the Ming emperor of the former dynasty? I want to see it. " Asked Zian.

"Yes, there are many documents of the former dynasty in the study, which are recorded by historians. They are not true, but they should be comprehensive."

Most of the records of historiographers are made by the imperial court, but some of them are honest and upright, which will be written by other historiographers and handed down.

The historian who only hopes to record these things is writing with a correct historical attitude.

They went back to their study and found out the history of Emperor Ming.

It is written in the last page that Emperor Ming has red spots on his face and a small face on his abdomen. The small face has complete eyes, mouth and nose, no ears and open mouth, just like a kid.

"Not in the ears, but in the abdomen." Zian road.

Murong Jie took a look. "Oh, folklore grows next to the ear."

"In addition to these, are there any folk records about GUI mianchuang?"

"Asked the royal doctor and the Department of welfare, said no, but there are long erythema of women, but those long erythema of women are not ghost face." Murong Jiedao.

Zi an was silent for a moment. He looked at the history of Emperor Ming again and again. There are few records here. Emperor Ming did not die of this disease, but was killed.

"Murong, I still insist on going to the palace to have a look." Zian entreated again.

Murong Jie saw that she was resolute and knew that she couldn't get rid of her idea, so he said, "well, since you want to go, go tonight. Don't disturb the empress. But you have to dress up and act like the little guy beside the king. Don't let people know that you've been in."

"Good!" Zian agreed.

Murong Jie asks Ni Rong to get a suit of clothes for him. Zi an puts it on and smears it on his face with coal. It's a little dark, and suddenly he doesn't look like his daughter.

Two people into the palace, Murong Jie let son an low head holding a box of ginseng into.

In the past, Murong Jie never took people in, so the imperial guards of Xiwei palace ignored him. But now he took people in, and the imperial guards stopped him.

Murong Jie said in a fierce voice: "get out of the way, the king's people dare to stop?"

The imperial guards respectfully said: "Lord, the emperor has an order to forbid outsiders to enter. The Lord has been ordered by the emperor to enter, but he can't bring people in."

Murong Jie said faintly, "what about the king's insistence on taking it?"

the forbidden army was in a bit of a dilemma, "this..."

The guards in this palace are all trusted by the emperor. They all know that once the emperor dies, they will be buried.

But if you offend the Regent, maybe he will die before the emperor dies.

Now it's very clear who is Zhuang and who is leisure.

The imperial army retreated in silence, "please, Lord!"

Murong Jie takes zi'an into the palace without any obstruction.

When entering the bedroom hall, Duke Bao and Duke Lu came forward and looked at Murong Jie in surprise, "how can you bring people in, Lord?"

Murong Jie said: "it's OK. He is a trustworthy person around the king. How about the emperor?"

Mr. Lu sighed and said, "it's not so good. It's more serious than before."

Murong Jie en a, turn round to son an way: "give thing to road father-in-law."

Zian answered and handed it up.

Murong Jie said: "this is the Millennium ginseng. You can stew it for the emperor."

Lu Gonggong took it. Seeing Zi an's hand, he was slightly stunned. He wanted to see Zi an's face again. Zi an had lowered his head.

Duke Lu knew it well and said to Duke Bao, "let's go out and let the Lord and the emperor stay for a while."Bao Gong also saw clearly and said, "good!"

Murong Jie asked the imperial doctor to withdraw, and there was only him and zi'an in the hall.

Murong Jie came forward to lift the curtain, and Zi an came near. He saw the emperor asleep. There were many red spots on his face. Some places were scaly and dry. The spots were very clear. The raised parts were terrible. Because of these red spots, he could hardly see his original appearance.

"You take his arm and let me see." Zi an whispered.

Murong Jie came forward carefully, took out the emperor's hand from the quilt, and took it all the way up to his arm.

There is a small face on the arm, no hair, the size of a tea cup, protruding. The forehead of the small face can see blood vessels, one eye is big, the other is small, the nose is crooked, the mouth is very small, like a small hole.

Zi an takes out the needle and wants to go over to stab it. Murong Jie reaches out his hand to stop it and shakes his head at her.

Zi an knew that he was afraid that the emperor would wake up, so he had to give up.

The emperor's breath was very weak. Now he didn't know whether he was in a coma or asleep. He happened to see him move, but he didn't open his eyes.

Zi an saw a book on the table and thought it was the emperor's case, so he took it up and read it.

It's really a case. Remember the emperor's daily condition. The emperor has fever, joint pain, swollen joints, and muscle pain. Looking at the emperor's face, Zi an's initial diagnosis is lupus erythematosus.

But there are several kinds of lupus erythematosus, which can not be distinguished for the time being.

If it is systemic lupus erythematosus will be more difficult, is the most serious one, will endanger the body's internal organs, such as pericarditis, dyspnea, nephrotic syndrome.

In ancient times, lupus erythematosus was an incurable disease, which could hardly be cured.

There is no way to cure the disease in modern times, but to control it.

"Let's go!" Murong Jie urged.

Zian put down the case, "good!"

She looked back and looked at the emperor again. In modern times, the image of the emperor is extremely dignified when watching movies and TV.

Because he was Murong Jie's elder brother, and knew that Murong Jie had always respected him, zi'an could not help feeling sad to see him lying there lifeless waiting to die.

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