Chapter Sixty-Three: Linyuan Hall (5)

"Junqing is here today, is he feeling better?" The emperor looked at Junqing with a gentle smile.

Jun Qing sat pale in the wheelchair and wanted to speak, but just as he opened his mouth, his breath became disordered and he kept panting, as if someone had stuck his neck.

The emperor's expression changed immediately, and he hurriedly said, "Imperial doctor! Go and have a look."

At the emperor's order, two imperial doctors who were accompanying him immediately checked the situation for Junqing.

Junqing's breath was weak throughout the whole process, and his face was pale.

Jun Wuxie drank the tea silently, while the two imperial doctors were still checking Junqing's pulse.

Uncle is smart, until the emperor asked him to come here to check his situation, the emperor just opened his mouth, and he immediately gave such a chance.

Junqing's condition showed no signs of improvement, the inside was already empty, and they were shaking when they felt the pulse. The pulse of the young prince Jun was a dying person, with only half breath left.

After repeated inspections by the two imperial doctors, their expressions were solemn, "I am incompetent and unable to resolve this pain for the little prince, please take good care of the little prince, and don't worry about it." The two imperial doctors said implicitly, but this hall There are a few fools among them.

The two imperial doctors were helpless, and now it is basically certain that Junqing is dead.

Everyone felt sorry on the surface, but their inner feelings were different.

"Let someone prepare some ginseng soup." The emperor sighed lightly, like a helpless Mingjun, he turned to look at Junxian and said, "If you need anything, just ask. Yunxian is here today, why not let Yunxian Check one or two for Junqing?"

Jun Xian stood up and said respectfully, "Please trouble your Majesty for your hard work, I thank you, Your Majesty!"

The emperor nodded slightly, and Bai Yunxian, who was sitting next to Mo Xuanfei, got up to check the pulse for Junqing.

Jun Wuxie rested her chin, looking at Bai Yunxian who came slowly, her eyes were filled with coldness.

"Meow."

This old man is really disgusting, if he really wanted to save my uncle, Bai Yunxian should have come over early in the morning, it's useless to let people come to see it now. The little black cat snorted unhappily, because Jun Wuxie regarded the Jun family father and son as family members, so the little black cat naturally let the master go.

"She's not here to see if my uncle is still alive, but to see if my uncle is really dying." Jun Wuxie lowered her eyes, the emperor thought he was clever, but in reality he was hopelessly stupid .

Want to use Bai Yunxian to determine Junqing's life and death? He really looked up to that woman.

A disciple of Qingyun Sect's lord? In her eyes, it was just a joke.

When Bai Yunxian was holding a pure and arrogant face, when he was diagnosing Junqing's pulse, he covered Junqing's wrist with tulle in a serious manner, and put his fingers on it lightly.

Jun Xian looked at Bai Yunxian's side face silently, feeling a little nervous.

After all, Bai Yunxian was not an ordinary doctor, and Jun Xian was really not sure about Qingyunzong's status, so that Bai Yunxian could not see Jun Qing's abnormality.

Feeling a little uneasy, Jun Xian looked at Jun Wuxie subconsciously, but seeing his granddaughter watching her heart, she didn't bother to look at Bai Yunxian at all.

Jun Wuxie's calmness reassured Jun Xian a little.

After a while, Bai Yunxian stood up straight, without a hint of a smile on his noble face, "The imperial doctor's diagnosis is not wrong. My master tried his best back then, but he couldn't get the young prince out of his body." I'm afraid no one in this world can get rid of this poison." After Bai Yunxian finished speaking, he glanced around the hall proudly.