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Chapter 224: Surrender the Soldiers(2/2)

Chen Yu gritted his teeth angrily, but he didn't expect that King Yong Xian was extremely shameless and even the eunuchs in the palace were bribed.

"How long will my prince live longer?"

King Yong Xian nodded, glanced at the row of imperial doctors and asked.

"A maximum tea time!"

The imperial doctor on the right side drooped his head, looking sad.

This result made the third princess sit on the ground powerlessly, and tears fall unconsciously.

The palace maids and eunuchs standing on both sides knelt down and their heads lay on the ground.

Liu Wuxie could see everyone's expression clearly, including twelve imperial doctors, palace maids and eunuchs, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, at least ten imperial doctors stood on the side of King Yong Xian, and only two imperial doctors were not bribed.

In recent years, King Yongxian has penetrated almost every corner of the entire Great Yan Dynasty.

"Draft the imperial edict and announce it to the world!"

King Yong Xian waved his hand powerlessly, and his appearance seemed to have grown a lot aged all of a sudden, but a sharp chill flashed deep in his eyes.

The old eunuch dared not disobey, so he walked to the desk, took out the prepared imperial edict, and began to draft it.

"Wait a moment!"

Liu Wuxie suddenly interrupted them, and then everyone remembered that there was an outsider standing here.

Hearing Liu Wuxie's words, Chen Yusheng's face showed hope.

All hope fell on him alone.

Chen Ruoyan stood up, tears still falling down.

Although he is usually rude, he is not stupid. He knows very well that once his father dies, his brother and sister will die, and King Yong Xian will never let them survive.

Twelve imperial doctors looked at Liu Wuxie together, and each of them had doubts on their faces.

When did an unknown man come to the bedroom?

"It's too early to draft the edict of death, and the Human Emperor has a disease that is not an incurable disease. Who said that his life span is only one cup of tea?"

Liu Wuxie's words were like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, which shocked everyone present, especially the twelve imperial doctors. They used all their means and were unable to turn things around.

"Boy, who are you? You dare to speak out here."

An imperial physician stood up, pointed at Liu Wuxie's nose, and spitted on Liu Wuxie's face.

"Is it important who I am?" Liu Wuxie's tone was not anxious or slow, and he turned a blind eye to the murderous look of the imperial doctor: "The important thing is that I can cure the Human Emperor's disease."
Chapter completed!
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