After careful consideration, he made a compromise and reported the matter.
"Your Majesty, this young master suffered a serious internal force surge and lost control."
"But with gradual conditioning and careful nurturing for a month or two, it will be fine."
Murong Jiu's forehead creased deeply, his voice somber: "One or two months and you're only saying it's a little serious?"
The imperial physician was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground, trembling with fear and sweating profusely.
Murong Jiu was very agitated. He flicked his sleeve and said fiercely, "I order you to cure him, no matter what medicine you use."
"Take all the useful Tian Shan snow lotus and thousand-year-old ginseng from the warehouse and give them to him."
He can't be hurt.
He won't let anything happen to him.
"What are you standing there for? Go and brew the medicine."
Seeing that they were still standing there, Murong Jiu got angry and casually threw the thing in front of her at them.
"Hmm..."
Those who were unfortunate enough to be attacked groaned, endured the pain, and quickly retreated.
The imperial physician hurriedly carried his medicine box to the outer hall to write a prescription, had someone fill the medicine, and personally prepared it.
The fact that His Majesty could bring out the Tian Shan snow lotus and the thousand-year-old ginseng without batting an eye shows how much His Majesty values that young master.
Back then, when the prince came to beg for the Heavenly Snow Lotus to save the young prince, His Majesty refused.
But now...
They were so shocked that they didn't react in time.
Murong Jiu sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the person on the bed whose face was so pale it was almost transparent, and the pressure around her began to drop.
My hand reached out involuntarily.
Even with half his face covered by a mask, the remaining half still allowed one to roughly discern his appearance.
It must be extraordinary.
The icy touch made Murong Jiu pause in her movements, then she firmly gripped the edge of the mask.
He wanted to see him.
Let's see who this person is who suddenly barged into the royal hunting grounds, saved him, and said those things.
I also want to understand why he gives me a sense of familiarity.
He didn't recall such a person at all.
The mask was removed.
Murong Jiu suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the hand holding the mask trembled slightly.
What a beautiful face, with a delicate and refined appearance.
Even knowing it was a man, one couldn't help but look at him.
He shook his head violently, trying his best to suppress the burning desire surging in his heart.
Looking again, even with preparation, I was still somewhat captivated.
No wonder he wore a mask.
Who wouldn't be attracted to a man like He Lang with such powdered face?
Especially those he had contact with while he was conscious.
Those eyes, so cool and clear, would be incredibly alluring if they were tinged with other emotions.
Unconsciously, her fingertips stroked her long eyelashes, a look of bewilderment appearing in her eyes.
"Hmm~"
A soft murmur suddenly rang out, startling Murong Jiu into quickly withdrawing her hand.
Touching the mask next to him, I put it on him without thinking.
As soon as he retreated, the other person's eyelids began to tremble, as if he were about to wake up, and he felt inexplicably guilty.
I glanced at the mask discreetly; it was on perfectly, no problem, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Luo Miao felt that he had slept very soundly. In his dream, he relived the Little Prince's experience.
Because she was too beautiful from a young age, she encountered many bad things.
To protect him, the emperor announced his premature death and secretly raised him in the imperial palace, where he was guarded by assassins and secret agents.
I make time to visit him every year and watch him grow up.
However, the good times didn't last long.
Before even opening his eyes, he immediately reached for the mask on his face.
Thankfully, it's still there.
But the next second, his expression changed drastically.
She sat bolt upright, ignoring the pain in her body, and glared coldly at the person beside the bed. "Don't take me seriously, or else..."