The young man nodded, stepped forward, and followed Xue Qing toward the outer courtyard.

Jiang Chengyi followed behind and walked towards the sedan chair that stopped outside Jiang Mansion.

The two hurried to the palace, and the sedan chair was silent all the way.

When the sedan chair was stopped at the side door of the palace monarch, the two got out of the sedan chair. When Qin Ye raised his feet and walked in impatiently, Jiang Chengyi suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The young man, who was white and tender and weak, hurriedly took back his feet and almost pulled Jiang Chengyi to the ground. He turned around and looked at Jiang Chengyi in a hurried manner and said, "What are you doing?"

The little yellow gate who led the way also stopped and looked at the two of them.

Jiang Chengyi waved his hand gently at the little yellow gate, bent over and bowed, "Please wait for a while, and let me give you a few words to the husband of the mansion to avoid rushing to the sage in the palace."

The little yellow gate was stunned and hurriedly bowed and said, "You are kind to the Lord Jiang, please give me a favor."

Jiang Chengyi nodded slightly, pulled Qin Ye out of the palace gate, and said seriously, "Mr. Qin, I hope you can remember what I said next."

Qin Ye's eyes flashed, and he said, "Prince, please speak."

Jiang Chengyi said briefly, "Mr. Qin also knew that a few days ago, the Imperial Physician Su Yun suddenly left the capital and headed north to Jizhou. This incident made me feel confused and confused. Combined with the previous signs of Your Majesty, I think Your Majesty may be suffering from a serious illness. I asked Mr. to enter the palace this time to ask Mr. Qin to explore His Majesty's meridian for me. However, if His Majesty's pulse is indeed as I guessed, please do not speak out, don't tell me the condition in front of everyone, just nod and signal to me."

Qin Ye understood why he said this, nodded as knowing.

Jiang Chengyi finally felt relieved and followed the steps of Xiaohuangmen to the harem with Qin Ye.

Changqiu Palace. The back hall has been in chaos at this moment.

A roar of thunder came from the hall, "Three hours have arrived! You told me that your Majesty will definitely wake up within three hours after drinking the decoction! But now there is no improvement! What's going on!"

The city queen sat beside Emperor Wei, with a delicate little face pale. She looked at Emperor Wei who was unconscious, and her heart was filled with pain. Anger surged up again. She picked up the tea bowl at her hand and threw it hard at the row of imperial physicians kneeling on the edge of the dragon couch. The foggy inner palace yard was scattered with pieces of jade porcelain on the ground. The maids in the entire hall were lying on the ground, not daring to breathe.

"The queen calms down... According to Your Majesty's pulse... After taking the decoction, you should wake up... I don't know why Your Majesty has not woken up yet." The imperial physician kneeling on the far right said with a pale face and speechless argument.

"You don't know why?" Cheng seemed to have heard some huge joke and said angrily, "What is your Majesty raising you for?"

The imperial physicians all shrank their heads, looked at each other, and were at a loss.

This made Cheng's family even more angry. They looked cold and did not look dignified as usual. They said cold faces, "People come! I'll drag you down and you'll be thirty in the pole!"

At this moment, these imperial physicians who were shrunk their heads were shocked and knelt on the ground and shouted, "Your Highness, please forgive me! Your Highness, please forgive me!"

Cheng ignored it, staring at the sleeping Emperor Wei with his eyes tightly, his whole body trembled with anger, and crystal tears snatched out of his eyes.

The Imperial Guard rushed into the bedroom, firmly grasped the six or seven imperial physicians in their hands, and dragged them out like a chicken.

At this time, Cui Qian rushed into the inner palace from outside the hall, and knelt down and bowed, "Your Highness, Master Jiang asked for a meeting!"

The Cheng clan official was green and said coldly, "What are he doing? Your Majesty is already unconscious. Did he come here to make me faint from anger?"

"Your Highness calms down. Master Jiang Yan, there is a miracle doctor in his mansion. Maybe he can save Your Majesty!" Cui Qian was sweating coldly and was also anxious.

"My doctor?" Cheng calmed down a little, holding Emperor Wei's cold hands, and his heart was also anxious. Su Yun was not here, and looking around in the capital, the only ones who could believe were her mother Cheng and Jiang Chengyi. It was impossible for the people brought by Jiang to heal Your Majesty.

She suppressed the anger in her chest and gasped, "Let them in."

Cui Qian responded with a "no" and rushed out of the palace and invited Jiang Chengyi and Qin Ye who were waiting outside the hall.

Jiang Chengyi led Qin Ye to worship, slowly entered the hall, came to the city queen, kowtowed and gave a big gift, and then slowly stood up and said, "I am Jiang Chengyi to pay homage to the queen."

Cheng closed his eyes, dispelled his anger, turned his head to look at Jiang Chengyi and said, "Don't give me a gift. Who is Jiang Qing's so-called miracle doctor?"

Jiang Chengyi said, "Your Highness, it is the one around me."

Qin Ye was quilted and immediately blessed his body, lowered his eyes and said, "The grass man Qin Ye paid homage to the queen."

Cheng looked at the young man in front of him and felt familiar inexplicably. He was confused and heard Jiang Chengyi say again, "Your Highness, this person is a famous master of moxibustion and treatment."

In the medical forest, there are two people who are the miracle doctors of the world and are regarded as the saint of medical treatment by those who practice medicine. One of them is Wuming, a living Shennong who was born in Xindu. He is good at using herbal medicine and his medical skills are superb. The other is Qin Ye, a moxibustion and treatment master who is good at using silver needles and thin threads, knows the acupuncture points of the human body as well.

Queen Cheng heard his name and said a little surprised, "I didn't expect that Jiang Qing would meet the famous saint of Moxibustion and Treatment?"

"Your Highness. Please ask your highness to ask Caomin to take your majesty's pulse. If it is later, it will be a bad thing." Qin Ye interrupted the conversation between Chengshi and Jiang Chengyi, lowered his head and said softly.

Cheng was concerned about the condition of Emperor Wei, so he naturally did not hear the hostility in Qin Ye's words. Jiang Chengyi, who was standing in the middle of the bedroom, was a little scared. After hearing Cheng's words "Sir, please invite me," he secretly let go of his heart.

Qin Ye put down the small wooden box on his back, carefully took out a piece of silk and put it on Emperor Wei's wrist to diagnose the pulse.

The face of Queen Cheng changed slightly, as if she was afraid that Qin Ye would see something when he explored the veins of Emperor Wei. She was always nervous and dared not relax.

Qin Ye was always happy, his face was dull, and after a moment, he slowly put away the silk and bowed to Cheng and said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty is not seriously injured. He is not in trouble all year round, he can't stand the fatigue, and he is also anxious to attack his heart. His Majesty's stasis was blocked in his chest. I believe that the doctors of the Imperial Physician Order also talked about his pulse and decocted his Majesty and fed it. The effect and power of the decoction were insufficient, causing the blood stasis to float and interfere in the throat and unable to dissipate, which made Your Majesty's condition worse and worse. Fortunately, Caomin followed Lord Jiang in time. If he did not use silver needles to rescue him, he would be really unable to turn the world."

This statement fell into Cheng's ears, which made her breath suddenly feel relieved.

She lowered her eyes, Yu Guang carefully observed Qin Ye's expression, and after confirming that he had found nothing, she completely calmed down, "What should I do, please hurry up. If you treat Your Majesty, Your Majesty will definitely be rewarded."

Qin Ye said coldly, "The grass people need to massage the bloodline for His Majesty and then give acupuncture treatment." He moved two steps up the couch and signaled Cheng to avoid it.

The Queen of City stood back a little, staring at Qin Ye's side face, with a little dazed in front of her eyes, and felt that the familiarity on her body became stronger and stronger. She was confused and wanted to ask who else, but Cui Qian, who had just retired, rushed into the hall again and reported urgently, "Your Highness, the prince, has arrived in front of Changqiu Palace, can you summon him?"

When Cheng heard that his son was coming, he immediately diverted his attention and finally said with some joy, "It's hot outside, let the prince come in."

Cui Qian was about to respond, but listened to Cheng Shi, "Wait."

The queen turned around and looked at the gray-white face of Emperor Wei, and said with a little hesitation, "Your Majesty is like this now... I'm afraid the prince will be anxious to see it. He told him not to come in first, and to wait for the side palace first. If the prince asks His Majesty how it is... you say it's okay. Now he has taken medicine and has gone to bed."

Cui Qian bent down and bowed respectfully, responded with a "no", waved the whisk in his hand, and turned around to go out of the hall.

Jiang Chengyi looked around, frowning deep.

At this time, Qin Ye took advantage of the queen's attention to turn, slowly turned his head, looked at Jiang Chengyi with a slightly heavy expression, and nodded silently to confirm his guess.

Jiang Chengyi's face instantly became embarrassed.

Then, Qin Ye unfolded the long silk with him, picked two thin silver needles from several silver needles, gently helped the unconscious Emperor Wei, retreated his clothes for him, and carefully looked for acupuncture points on his back. With his skillful techniques, he quickly found the blocked pulse point and quickly inserted the silver needle. Everyone stared at him in a blink of an eye. Before he could see clearly, the needle had already penetrated the back of Emperor Wei.

Qin Ye held Emperor Wei and put some strength on the two fine needles, and then he saw that the originally unconscious Emperor Wei suddenly had a slight movement.

The city queen hurried to the edge of the dragon couch and called out, "Your Majesty?"

Emperor Wei still closed his eyes. Cheng lowered his head in a little disappointed manner. Then suddenly he heard a moan from above, so he quickly raised his head.

At this time, the Emperor of Wei showed pain on his face, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, rushed towards the front of the couch, and coughed violently.

The city queen was overjoyed, sat on the edge of the couch, and helped the Emperor of Wei into his arms and said softly, "Your Majesty? Are there any better?"

Qin Ye quickly pulled out the two fine needles and put them into his sleeves. He saw Emperor Wei twitching slightly, falling in Cheng's arms without moving, without any sign of awakening, but his breathing became much smoother.

Cheng was anxious. Seeing that Emperor Wei was still closing his eyes, he looked at Qin Ye helplessly and said, "Sir, have you applied the needle, why did Your Majesty faint again?"

Qin Ye moved from the bedside to the queen's feet calmly, knelt down gracefully, bowed, and said softly, "Your Highness, don't be anxious. Your Majesty's throat is clear at this time, and his condition is no longer serious. You will be able to wake up in two incense sticks."
Chapter completed!