Chapter 424 Secretly Go to Xiwei Palace

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

If the emperor is still alive, neither the crown prince nor King Nanhuai is a threat. Even though King Nanhuai is determined, but that is the real dragon emperor. .

So what if he doesn't give up?

Moreover, since the emperor recovered from his illness and seized the power, King Nanhuai could only return to the southern country. At least three to five years would not cause any disturbances. With these three to five years, she must have a way to undo the poison.

Murong Jie still disapproved, he was not afraid of anyone's gossip, nor was he afraid of anyone's accusations, but he couldn't let Zian fall into such a whirlpool.

"Murong, let me enter the palace. At least, let me see his condition. If I am sure, I will ask for an order to enter the palace for treatment. If not, I will give up." Zi'an begged.

Murong Jie asked: "Alright, tell me how much you know about ghost face sores."

Zian shook his head, "According to my understanding, ghost face sore is a disease that I have been exposed to before, but I don't know if it is. As for the small face that appeared on his arm, I have to ask if it happened before. You never knew."

"That little face is ghost face sores. When you get ghost face sores, your body develops red spots and a little grimace." This is what the imperial doctor told Murong Jie. Murong Jie didn't understand pathology, so he could only paraphrase what the imperial doctor said. .

"Is there any medical records of Emperor Ming of the previous dynasty? I want to see it." Zian asked.

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

Most of what the historians recorded was what the court ordered to record, but there were also some honesty that the historians would write separately and pass on.

I only hope that the historian who recorded these was writing with a correct historical attitude.

The two returned to the study and found out the history of Emperor Ming.

On the last page, it was written that Emperor Ming had red spots on his face, and a small face on his abdomen. The small face had complete eyes, mouth and nose, no ears, and his mouth would open, like a little ghost.

"It's not in the ears, it's in the abdomen." Zi'an said.

Murong Jie went over to have a look, "Oh, folklore, it grows next to the ears."

"Besides these, are there any folk records about ghost face sores?"

"I've asked the imperial doctor and the Huimin Department, and they all said no, but there are women with red spots, but those women with red spots don't have ghost faces." Murong Jie said.

Zi'an was silent for a while, and looked over Emperor Ming's medical history again and again. There are not many records here, and Emperor Ming did not die of this disease, but was killed by someone.

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

Seeing her resolute attitude, Murong Jie knew that she couldn't dispel her thoughts, so he said: "Okay, since you want to go, then go tonight, don't disturb the queen mother, but you have to dress up, pretend to be the servant next to the king, Don't let anyone know you've been in there."

"Okay!" Zi'an agreed.

Murong Jie asked Ni Rong to fetch a set of servant's clothes, Zi'an changed into it, took coal and smeared his face a little, a layer of tan was applied, and immediately he lost his daughter's appearance.

The two entered the palace, and Murong Jie asked Zian to enter with a box of ginseng with his head down.

In the past, Murong Jie never brought anyone in, so the imperial army of Xiwei Palace ignored him, but now he brought people in, and the imperial army stopped him.

Murong Jie sternly said: "Go away, my king's people dare to stop you?"

The imperial guard said respectfully: "My lord, the emperor has ordered that outsiders are not allowed to enter. The lord has obtained the emperor's order to enter, but he cannot bring anyone in."

Murong Jie said indifferently: "Then the king insists on taking it?"

The imperial army was a little embarrassed, "This..."

The guards in this Xiwei Palace are all trusted by the emperor, and they all know in their hearts that once the emperor dies, they will all be buried as well.

But if he offends the regent, he may lose his life before the emperor dies.

Now it is very clear who is the banker and who is the idler.

The forbidden army retreated silently, "My lord, please!"

Murong Jie took Zi'an in, and entered the hall without hindrance.

When they entered the sleeping hall, Eunuch Bao and Eunuch Lu stepped forward and looked at Murong Jie in amazement, "My lord, how can you bring someone in?"

Murong Jie said: "It's okay, he is someone I can trust by my side, how is your majesty?"

Eunuch Lu sighed, with a sad look on his face, "It's not very good, it's much worse than before."

Murong Jie hummed, then turned to Zi'an and said, "Give the things to Eunuch Lu."

Zian responded and handed it over.

Murong Jie said: "This is a thousand-year-old ginseng, you take it and stew it for the emperor to drink."

Eunuch Lu took it, and when he saw Zi'an's hand, he was slightly startled, and when he wanted to see Zi'an's face, Zi'an had already lowered his head.

Eunuch Lu knew it well, and said to Eunuch Bao, "Let's go out, let the prince and the emperor stay for a while."

Eunuch Bao could also see it clearly, and said, "Okay!"

Murong Jie asked the imperial physician to also withdraw, and there were only him and Zi'an in the hall.

Murong Jie stepped forward to lift the curtain, Zi'an approached, and saw that the emperor was asleep, and there were many red spots on his face, some places were scaly, dry, and the spots were very clear, and the raised parts were more terrifying, because of these With red spots, he could hardly see his original appearance clearly.

"Take his arm and let me see." Zian said softly.

Murong Jie stepped forward cautiously, pulled out the emperor's hand from under the quilt, and rolled it all the way up to his arm.

There is a small human face on the arm, hairless, the size of a teacup, protruding, blood vessels can be seen on the forehead of the small human face, one eye is big and the other is small, the nose is crooked, and the mouth is small. like a small hole.

Zian took out the needle and wanted to go over and stab it, but Murong Jie reached out to stop her and shook 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 breathing was very weak, and now he didn't know whether he was in a coma or asleep. He occasionally saw him move, but he didn't open his eyes.

Seeing a notebook on the table, Zian thought it must be the emperor's case, so he picked it up and read it.

It is indeed a case. Remember the emperor's daily condition. The emperor has symptoms of fever, joint pain, joint swelling, and muscle pain. Looking at the erythema on the emperor's face, Zian's initial diagnosis is lupus erythematosus.

However, there are several types of lupus erythematosus, and it is temporarily impossible to tell which one it is.

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

Lupus erythematosus was a terminal disease in ancient times, and there was almost no way to cure it.

There is no way to cure it in modern times, it can only be controlled.

"Let's go!" Murong Jie urged.

Zi'an put down the case, "Okay!"

She turned her head and took another look at the current emperor. In modern times, watching movies and watching TV, the image of the emperor is extremely majestic.

Because he is Murong Jie's elder brother, and knowing that Murong Jie has always respected him, seeing him lying there lifeless waiting to die, Zian couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.