There was chaos in Changding Hall.

Anger and panic sound kept ringing: "A group of quack doctors! The Seventh Prince and the Little Prince are fine, not sick or poisoned, they are exhausted after being fine? What do I raise you?! A bunch of waste! Bucket!"

"The emperor calms down! The emperor calms down!"

"Stop the anger! I am not angry now, but ask you to save people!" Ye Qingli roared angrily, his voice anxious and uneasy, "The little county mainly has a few things. Do you know what the consequences are? I tell you, all of you have lives and nine clans are not enough to compensate! Did you hear that? All of you are not enough to be buried with you!"

Very noisy.

Nan Si listened to the familiar and long-lost voice in her ears, like the roar of a trapped beast. She was upset by the noise and her mind ached. Her delicate eyebrows couldn't help but flick her gently.

"Return... back to the emperor, the situation of the little princess is really strange. I am not good at medical skills. After checking and checking, I still cannot diagnose what the symptoms of the pulse are..."

"Waste! Bucket!"

The maids inside and outside the bedroom knelt all over the ground, their faces pale, and they lay on the ground and did not dare to breathe. The timids were even trembling.

The emperor closed his eyes and his voice squeezed out from his teeth: "Is there really no way?"

"Return to the emperor, I am incompetent!"

"I am incompetent! Please punish the emperor!"

"Since that's the case," the emperor took a deep breath, his tone was cold and full of solemnity, "You all thank you for your death-"

"Uncle Emperor." It was cold and cold, with a little tender voice sounded at this moment, like a stream of ice and snow melting into the scorching sun, like a ray of warm sun passing through the cold winter, "quiet."

Only four words... Oh no, only six words, six words without emotional fluctuations, but everyone in the hall stopped in an instant. Everyone turned their heads and looked at them like seeing a ghost, and their eyes fell dullly on the face of the girl who suddenly spoke.

The emperor in the bright yellow dragon robe was so dull that he could not react. He just looked at the girl who had opened her eyes in a flash.

Strange.

It's weird like death.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely quiet and strange.

The imperial physicians were as stiff as stone sculptures, and the maids kneeling on the ground were as naughty as the dew from the sky... Well, they were also as stupid as stone sculptures.

His Majesty the Emperor continued to be stunned.

Nan Si frowned slightly, turned her head to look inside the hall, and soon realized that she was lying on the bed at this time. Her bedroom was quite space, but at this time it seemed a little crowded because of the gathering of most people.

Turning his head and looking inside, the young man with familiar eyebrows and eyes lying quietly beside him, as quiet as if he had no breath... It's not like it, but the fact is indeed nothing.

To be honest, the thought that came to Nan Si's mind at this time was not that she had just come back like this, but that she was a little regretful to think, why didn't she go back to the year she first met at the age of twelve, or earlier?

She is fourteen years old now. Even if she returns smoothly, if she lives for a short life, then she will have to face death again if she lives for two or three years at most?

Thinking of this, Nan Si couldn't help but sigh softly.

What a tragic fate.

"Si'er!" The emperor finally came to his senses and exclaimed suddenly. He walked to the bed in two steps in three steps, surprised and happy, "Si'er, have you come alive?"

This question is...

Nan Si looked at him without any expression: "I died before?"

The emperor nodded subconsciously, but he shook his head halfway through the tick: "No. How could Si'er die? What I mean is that Si'er was in a coma for two days, and I thought... I was scared to death, just wake up, just wake up."

Although she had no voice in the past two days, and she hung her last breath with a faint pulse, the imperial physicians knew in their hearts that the little princess was really gone, and she woke up abnormally.

Although there is a feeling of a swaying wind, compared to the risk of being destroyed by the Nine Clans, even if they encounter ghosts at this time, they will only feel surprised and not be afraid.

"Imperial Doctor!" The emperor suddenly rang out something, and quickly turned his head and shouted angrily, "Why come here and take the little princess's pulse!"

The imperial physicians were finally replaced by this thunderous shout, and they walked to the bed and began to check Nan Si's body.

"I'm fine." Nan Si's voice was indifferent, "You can show it to the Seventh Prince."

After hearing what she said, the imperial physicians remembered the seventh prince who had been forgotten for two days, and secretly prayed that the seventh prince, like Princess Nan, could be safe.

Although the pulses of the two were extremely similar, so similar that the imperial physicians couldn't help but wonder if they had been infected with the same kind of poison, but the two were clearly not signs of poisoning. The emperor was furious and they were also anxious.

The emperor cared more about Princess Nan Xiao than the Seventh Prince. He was anxious and furious for two days. Every sentence was related to Princess Nan Xiao. Every time he asked to take the pulse, he was just a diagnosis of Princess Nan Xiao’s pulse. Even though the Seventh Prince had become the crown prince, he looked like an abandoned child who had been forgotten in the corner, and his father did not love his mother.

The fear in the hearts of the imperial physicians disappeared because Princess Nan woke up, and half of them were still there.

The first emperor of the Imperial Hospital frowned and took the pulse of the seventh prince.

Everyone's eyes fell on him.

"The pulse of the Seventh Prince..." The first emperor of the Imperial Hospital hesitated for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it, "There were also signs of recovery."

What's going on?

He has been practicing medicine for so many years and has never encountered such a strange situation. A good person said he was out of breath, and said that he suddenly woke up without warning.

If it weren't for the breath and pulse, he could not help but suspect that this was a man-made prank.

Upon hearing this, the emperor sighed softly: "Do you need to prescribe a few medications for them to make up for it?"

"No need." Before the Imperial Doctor could speak, Nan Si answered indifferently, "Uncle Emperor, let them all go out."

After the first emperor finished his pulse, several other imperial physicians with excellent medical skills also took the pulse for Ye Junling. Several imperial physicians came to the same conclusion: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is no longer in the way."

"Why haven't Xiaoqi woken up yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy lying on the bed trembled slightly, and then he opened his deep dark pupils.

Everyone was silent at the same time.

"Si'er!" The boy's face suddenly changed. He suddenly got up from the bed, turned around in panic, searching for him, "Si'er!"

With his eyes facing the face of the girl who was so close to him, Ye Junling suddenly became stunned: "Si'er?"

It seems that it's really okay.

His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand, and the imperial physicians all relaxed their tense nerves, shook off their cold sweat, and walked out with their sore legs.

There is no danger.

It's really a surprise.

"Si'er, Xiaoqi." His Majesty the Emperor's face was pale and fell on the edge of the bed with weakness. "What's wrong with you two? Is this a rhythm that will scare me to death?"
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