"After all, I'm just a child and I haven't committed any heinous crimes. If the princess doesn't like him, he doesn't have to leave him in the palace to save herself from being upset." Doctor Du said, sighing softly, "And for some reason, Rong Ling's body is also very scarce, in addition to whipping and wind and cold, but the old minister cannot know the specific reason yet."

"The Imperial Doctor is right." Jingyu said lightly, turned to look at Rong Ling, and said without any emotion: "Your parents sent you into the palace to make a fortune rather than to play with your life. Although I don't like you, I don't have the cruel hobby of torture people to death, so I think you should let you out of the palace."

Rong Ling's lips tightened, and his expression became cold for a moment. Then he closed his eyes, "I won't leave."

Doctor Du was stunned and turned his head to look at Rong Ling involuntarily.

What did he say?

Yuxiu and Yilan looked at Rong Ling silently, although they were not surprised - after all, when they first entered the palace, they knew that this person was the one they had to stay, so they were punished by the princess for two days, and almost wiped out his hand.

But they really don’t understand. Even their lives are almost gone. Why does he still persist so much? What is he trying to do?

It was not easy for him to stay in the Eastern Palace. No matter how powerful he was, his body is only nine years old now, and he is beaten and punished at every turn, which is extremely harmful to his body. He may even suffer from the root of the disease in the future. Moreover, the imperial physician said just now that his vitality was severely lacking...

Although they didn't understand what vitality was, and they didn't know why he insisted so much, the imperial physician must have done his best.

If he doesn't even have his life, no matter what he wants, it will become meaningless, right?

"Rong Ling." Doctor Du frowned, "Do you have no pain? You have no idea that you may die at any time?"

As soon as Doctor Du finished speaking, a smell of medicine came, a palace maid outside walked in with a tray. When she saw Jingyu, she saluted first, and then said respectfully: "Young Master Rong's medicine has been boiled."

The children in the East Palace are Jingyu's companions, and the palace maids are usually called "Little Young Master".

Doctor Du sighed: "Give it to me."

As he said that, he reached out to break the bowl of black medicine, turned around and looked at Rong Ling, "Look, you are quite weak now..."

Before he finished speaking, Rong Ling had already reached out to take the medicine from his hand and drank it silently.

Doctor Du: “…”

The medicine is still very hot and very bitter.

He was wrong just now. Not only did Rong Ling not feel pain, but even his taste and other senses seemed to be slower than ordinary people. Is he still a normal child?

After a bowl of medicine was finished quickly, Rong Ling handed the empty bowl back to the palace maid and said lightly: "You can all leave."

As soon as this said, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Doctor Du stared at him with a strange look.

Did he not pay attention to his current state?

His face was pale, weak, and weak, and his whole body felt sick. Why did his tone sound so calm?

"Let him rest." Jingyu calmly took his eyes back from him, "Leave someone to serve you, Yu Xiu, Yilan, you can go to class."

After saying that, he looked up at Doctor Du, "Uncle Doctor, let's go back and rest first."

Doctor Du shook his head helplessly: "The wound on his body has not been applied yet, and it is very dangerous to have an infection in the wound."
Chapter completed!