"Your Highness, Concubine Xuan, please go and see how King Huanyi is?" Concubine Xuan specially sent Xiao Luzi to remind Shen Yiyu, hoping that he could show his calmness as the crown prince in front of everyone, so that the envoys from all countries would be impressed by him.

"Ah?" Shen Yiyu was still immersed in the joy of watching the show and didn't react for a while, "What did you say?"

"King Huanyi..." Before Xiao Luzi finished speaking, Shen Yiyu rushed to Shen Yihuan's side.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Shen Yiyu shook Shen Yihuan hard. He was most taken care of by him on weekdays, so he was naturally more worried about him. Moreover, he had never seen Shen Yihuan get sick, so he was naturally panicked, "Brother, wake up, wake up, don't scare me, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah~" Shen Yihuan, who had fainted from pain, was awakened by the prince's shaking. A strong pain suddenly came from his arm, as if every inch of his skin was being stabbed by a needle, which was unbearable.

"Brother is awake, are you sick? Why did you faint properly?" Shen Yiyu shouted in panic, "Hurry, hurry up, pass on the imperial physician, pass on the imperial physician, why are you all standing there? Go quickly!!!"

"Your Highness, calm down, let me deal with it first." Shen Yishuo asked Shen Yishu to help the prince aside quickly. He knew that Shen Yihuan was in a very critical situation now and would definitely not be able to stand the prince's reckless words and deeds. Especially in front of everyone, the prince's slight loss of control will not have a good impact on his father.

"Brother, don't move. Just tell me where you are the most painful now?" Shen Yishuo helped Shen Yihuan up and leaned against his seat. He said with ease, maybe it was because he had experienced such a situation once.

"The third brother has trouble, my right...right...forear..." Shen Yihuan's right arm was slightly red and swollen.

"Brother, don't worry, I'm here." Shen Yishuo wiped the blade with wine, then used the tip of the knife to cut Shen Yihuan's arm, and blood oozed onto the third prince Yue's white robe, as if a beautiful red flower was blooming. "Brother, hold on, I'll take out the needle immediately."

"Give me a glass of wine first..." Shen Yihuan gritted his teeth and held his stubbornness.

"Huan, bear it~" Shen Yihan gave Shen Yihuan a glass of strong wine, and then helped the third prince keep Shen Yihuan's arm from moving. She didn't find Murong Jingyu, so she had to come over to help in person.

"I don't want to see you, go." Shen Yihuan didn't want the eldest princess to see her in such a mess. He just stopped and looked at Shen Yihan from afar. When she was not married, she often liked to pester Shen Yihuan to play chess with her, but after marrying into Murong's mansion, she rarely had any contact.

"I won't leave. You are like this, and you are still showing off your strength to me." Shen Yihan complained. Fortunately, she had experienced such a thing a few days ago and knew how to deal with it, so she was not as panicked as before.

"I... am afraid of hurting you." Shen Yihuan was embarrassed. He had no strength at all. It was impossible for him to break free from the eldest princess' hands holding the ground tightly. The warmth from the slender jade hands seemed to melt the chill in his heart.

"It's important to save you, why are you afraid of this and that?" Shen Yihan held Shen Yihuan's arm hard. In order for Shen Yishuo to find silver needles in the flesh and blood, the others could feel the heart-wrenching pain just by looking at the red skin.

"Third brother, stop doing it, wait until the imperial physician comes before dealing with it." Shen Yiyu glanced at him in fear. He wanted to help but did not dare to move forward, so he could only pray secretly.

As soon as Shen Yishuo took out the silver needle, the imperial physician came and quickly applied the crane grass powder to Shen Yihuan's wound and wrapped it tightly with white cloth.

"The Third Prince, how could King Huanyi be injured?" asked Doctor Yang with concern.

"I was caught in an ambush and injured a few years ago. This is the silver needle I just took out of his body. He had been sick because of the silver needle in his body before." Shen Yishuo responded quickly. Fortunately, the imperial physician came in time, and Shen Yihuan was already weak, so it would be even more difficult to deal with the blood that could not be stopped.

"When the disease occurs, the pain is unbearable and convulsive?" Although Dr. Yang did not see the scene of the disease just now, the description is very appropriate.

"Doctor Yang, can you cure this strange disease?" Shen Yixiang asked anxiously. If Shen Yihuan had life worries, how should he explain to his brother?

"I have seen it when I say to the emperor, but I don't know how long these silver needles have been left in the prince's body?" Doctor Yang learned about the condition while taking the pulse.

"It's been more than two months, and several of them have been taken out. It shouldn't be there again, right?" Shen Yihan and Murong Jingyu asked about Shen Yihuan's injury, so she knew very well about Shen Yihuan's recovery process.

"This situation... I can't tell you, the prince's body is too weak, so I'd better prescribe some conditioning medicine first and take it on time for a while." Doctor Yang was confused. Several silver needles entered his body but did not hurt the vital points. King Huanyi was really a lucky person.

"Will you get sick again?" Shen Yihan asked, afraid that there would be silver needles left in Shen Yihuan's body. If she got sick while alone in the mansion, no one would take care of her, she would have any worries about her life.

"Princess, this..." Doctor Yang's face showed a congestion. He really couldn't predict the strange disease that could only take his luck.

"Han'er, Imperial Doctor Yang is skilled in medical skills and will do his best." Concubine Xuan winked and signaled Shen Yihan not to be embarrassed by Imperial Doctor Yang anymore. She would always speak to people she valued.

"Thank you for your hard work in the Doctor Yang." Shen Yihan thanked, "What else should I pay attention to?"

"Just rest and take some prescription I prescribed." Doctor Yang responded politely.

"The Imperial Doctor is troubled, go down and receive the reward." Shen Yixiang's heart finally relaxed.

"Thank you, Concubine Xuan, I will do my best to live up to the trust of the emperor, Concubine, and Princess in the old minister." Doctor Yang knelt devoutly, for fear that others would think he was not attentive enough.

Doctor Yang is also a veteran of Renyitang to treat Concubine Xuan all year round, but he often likes to rely on his seniority, so he doesn't get along well with others.

"Okay, Shuoer, hurry up and send Huan'er back to the house to recuperate." Shen Yixiang was a little depressed, because blood was seen on his birthday was an ominous sign. Although he was unwilling to think about the bad things, he couldn't help but feel no grudges in his heart. "By the way, Su Rui, remember to take more medicine according to the prescription of Doctor Yang tomorrow and send it to King Huanyi to the house."

"Father, I'll go see you off with my third brother?" Shen Yiyu was really worried about Shen Yihuan. He had never seen Shen Yihuan so exhausted.

"Yu'er, leave me with peace of mind." Shen Yixiang hopes that Shen Yiyu can be honest as soon as possible and not behave in others, so he wants to join in the fun. As the crown prince, he just wants to have fun. How can he manage the Great Zhou well in the future and how to seek good health for the world?

It is not easy to climb to the top, but it is so difficult to get drunk and dreams are solemn; how can you wait for everyone to distinguish between good and bad things?

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