Tang Yuancheng smiled and said, "Is it possible that Master Beile was weakened by Ling Zhizhi? Master remembers that you are the most unyielding child. How could you be so humble now? You are willing to admit that you are not as good as others?"

When Xuan Shuang saw that the two of them were talking about their own words, no one could really understand him. He was so angry that he said word by word: "'Seven Evil Demon Head Jiang Jue'! He is known as the best in the world, and he is not ashamed to be defeated by him. Do you think he should be killed?"

Li Yijie was stunned. It was the name he had discussed with people in recent days and the most common ones appeared in his mouth. He couldn't help but turn around immediately, looked at him carefully, and said in surprise: "Jiang Yuchen? That's a vicious devil? He is full of evil and kills without blinking. How could you get involved with him?"

Xuan Shuang snorted coldly and said with a stern face: "What are you doing? What are you asking me? Am I still willing to get involved with him? Haven't you ever sent a large group of people to volunteer to wipe out the Shadow Demon Cult? They are all a bunch of wastes? That bastard of the Seven Evil Demon Head... You didn't see him like that, entering and leaving the Snow Palace, as if he was in the realm of no one! His attitude was arrogant and domineering, as if he was the only one in the world. By the way, that's called 'Eight Desolations, I am the only one'!..."

He knelt on the ground, waved his hands, and was talking to himself, Tang Yuancheng comforted him, "Okay, Xuanshuang, please calm down first, why do you keep kneeling on the ground? Come on, get up and talk." Then he reached out to support him. Xuanshuang put his hands on his arms, stood up with difficulty, and supported his weight on one foot.

When Tang Yuancheng had just let go of his hand, half of his body lost its center of gravity. When he tried his best to stand firm, he accidentally paused his injured foot on the ground. His ankle, which had no sense, sounded another "click" sound, and a sharp pain rushed to the top door. He let out a low cry, twisted his ankle, and his entire leg turned inward. He leaned toward the sky, fell heavily, and his back hit the ground with a "bang", causing the bones of the vest to hurt.

Li Yijie's martial arts skills have been a little accomplished. He saw that Xuan Shuang's condition was different at first sight, and hurriedly reminded him: "Don't move!" He stepped forward, squatted down and rolled up his trouser legs. He saw that there was a circle of darkness on his ankles, and deep purple inside him could be seen. The situation was obviously very serious, but there was no redness or swelling around him. He pressed the joints tentatively and said, "Does it hurt?"

Although Xuan Shuang wanted to show off his strength, he didn't feel anything on his feet when he pressed his fingers, but his heart seemed to have been torn apart by someone, and he screamed with pain. Even when he heard this, he felt that it was too miserable. Seeing that both of them showed concern on their faces, staring at him nervously, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said, "It doesn't hurt, I'm screaming and playing. Look, I'm scared? Haha, hahaha..." When he smiled, he grinned in pain, hurriedly held on, spread his hands and said, "I'm fine!"

Li Yijie said, "I'm showing off my strength! All the bones on the ankle were broken, and I still said it's okay?" Tang Yuancheng was startled and asked tentatively, "Is this... what Jiang Qing did?"

Xuan Shuang snorted heavily, put her hands behind her, and said, "This is nonsense. Who else dares to be so bold except him?"

Li Yijie tried to massage his wound several times, but it still failed. He sighed, "Even a half-aged child can use such a poisonous move. The devil is really crazy. The bone is broken too hard and I can't cure it. I have to go to the imperial physician to get it." Xuan Shuang hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, afraid that one hand would not have enough strength, so he added another one and begged, "Don't go, Master Li! Don't look for the imperial physician, I... I don't want the Emperor to know about my injury."

Li Yijie frowned and said, "Why?" Xuan Shuang stammered, "The Emperor Ama is busy with state affairs, I...I don't want him to worry. This little injury will be fine after a few days of care. Why do you work hard to mobilize the troops? The Manchu children have been playing swords and guns since they were young, and who has no one to bump into them?"

Tang Yuancheng praised: "What a good filial child. But although the master does not understand medical knowledge, he can see that this is definitely not a minor injury. If you have a disease, you have to treat it, otherwise how can you be cured? Don't you want to be healthy early, and then demonstrate riding to me?"

Li Yijie sneered, "Yuancheng, do you think he is so filial? I think he wants to show off in front of the emperor, and he feels that the impact of fighting with others is not very good, so he hides it in every possible way. You say it yourself, right?" The last sentence was to ask Xuanshuang a stern question. Tang Yuancheng advised, "Brother Li..." and suggested that he had violated the taboo of "others don't like to listen to things."

Xuan Shuang shook her head and said, "Wrong, wrong, what do you know? Our Manchu heroes are generous. Sometimes because they have different opinions, they often start to fight. It's very common, and there is no bad influence? However, after the fight, everyone appreciates each other's heroic spirit, and they are still good brothers, and their friendship can be said to be closer and closer. Moreover, the victorious side will be recognized as a "warrior" by the clan and be worshipped by far and wide. Now it is at the critical moment of choosing a prince. Emperor Ama knows that I am a well-educated and obedient child. I never go out to make trouble. The scope of movement is only in the imperial palace courtyard. What masters are there? If you are really a high-powered person, specializing in protecting the safety of Emperor Ama, or a high-ranking official and marshal who is in power and fighting, who would have no energy to argue with me, a child? In other words,

Who dares to touch my future prince? He can only fight against the other concubines. This time, he is not only defeated, but also defeated, and even his bones were interrupted. You said that if the Emperor Ahma knew that I was useless, and he had such great ability, why didn’t he treat him differently? I can’t tell the truth. At that time, I will admit my guilt to anyone, and I will be considered a fame. I will ask him to pay some money and comfort me. I will forget this matter, but I will make all reputations. Why do I get hurt and give others benefits for nothing? Besides, the Emperor Ahma knew that I was not good at kung fu, so he would ask you the first to ask you for responsibility, ‘How did you teach your disciples’? Look, Master, I am just trying to help you save face and reputation, thinking about you everywhere. You can’t figure out this account?”

Li Yijie snorted coldly and said, "I can't help you. If you want to be crowned, you will only think of the crown prince?" He was excited and almost wanted to tell the emperor's intention to change the edict.

But I think Xuanshuang is in a very bad mood now, so why should I choose to stimulate him even more at this time? I swallowed the words at the edge of my mouth and said, "If you don't see the imperial physician earlier, and you will be able to get a minor illness and turn into a serious illness, and your bones are fixed, your foot will be completely disabled. The whole leg will not be easy to use in the future. Do you think the Qing Dynasty will choose you, the lame prince?" After saying that, he ignored his complaints, so he picked him up and ran out in a hurry. Tang Yuancheng followed closely.

When I arrived at the Imperial Hospital, I saw many imperial physicians in the hall, and thought that there were many noisy people, which was easy to make things happen. I only selected one of the oldest imperial physicians, and stuffed some silver to the rest of the people, and told them to stay outside and keep the secret in the future. I paid out of my own pocket and gave the old imperial physician a heavy reward and whispered: "You should know the weight of Ling Beile in the emperor's heart. Now that he is injured on his feet, you must be able to cure him and jump around quickly. I have another reward. But if it is not cured, the matter will be spread and the emperor knows that he is broken in your hands, and then don't care..."

The imperial physician heard this and laughed, saying, "Young Master Tang is so polite." "The old minister must do his best to treat Master Beile." Tang Yuancheng breathed a sigh of relief, patted his shoulder, and said, "I didn't mean to make things difficult for you, just do my best. If something big happened in the palace, it is inevitable for the emperor to interrogate you. Then I will take care of you, and you just need to treat it with confidence."

The doctor convinced this and happily helped Li Yijie lift Xuanshuang to the wooden bed, let his legs tilt to the side, brought the medicine box, took out the equipment and placed it in a classified manner. He held a bamboo stick and tapped his ankle twice, pinched his fingers lightly, and then said, "Huh" and said, "Sorry, the recklessness of Mr. Beile's foot bones... seem to be completely broken?"

Tang Yuancheng said: "Yes, I am worthy of the emperor's respect for you the most. Do you think this injury... can it be cured?"

The imperial physician smiled and said, "Of course, Master Tang, don't underestimate the old medical skills. A terminally ill person will definitely be able to rejuvenate with his skills and become lively the next day."

Tang Yuanchengxi said, "It's great! Then I'll trouble you. You can use any medicine or bandage. As long as you cure him well, the cost will be covered by me, and I will also be rewarded."

The imperial physician was so happy that he smiled, rubbed his hands straight, and said with a smile: "Oh, Master Tang is so kind. Treating Master Beile is the only thing that the minister has to do. I am already ashamed of the previous reward. How can the cost of medical products be counted on you again?" Although he was humble in his words, he had already rushed the money and stuffed it into his arms, protecting it like a newborn baby.

Xuan Shuang sneered, "Yes, you are a great honest official. In this way, you feel ashamed of it, and we can't ruin your reputation. Just be determined by this, so you can return the money to Master Tang." The imperial physician smiled and said, "This... this... you see, Master Beile was seriously injured, and he is still so funny. He can be said to be calm in the face of danger... His courage is commendable, and he has the style of a general! The emperor chose you as the prince, and he has a unique vision." At this time, he wanted to sweep the smiles of the ancestors of the whole family and put them on his face.

Xuan Shuang snorted and said, "Why are you laughing at? I was injured, are you so happy? Then I will be injured a few more times from now on, so that I can bring you some happiness." The imperial physician hurriedly said, "I dare not." He said, "I dare to ask Mr. Beile so much, how did you get hurt?"

Xuanshuang said, "Oh, because I saw that the Emperor Ama was busy all day long and could not even get out the time to issue an edict to be the crown prince, so I wanted to do my best to give him filial piety, go to the forest to get a wild game, and replenish him. What is the so-called surprise? It is naturally confidential beforehand, so I went there alone. Unfortunately, my hands and feet were rash and accidentally stepped on a trap. At that time, I was the only one around, and the world did not respond. I fainted on the spot. Later, Master Li passed by here and saved me in time. But it took too long to get the blood on his feet, and all the bones were broken, which became this tragic phenomenon."

The saying "I don't have time to establish a prince" was just that Xuanshuang was dissatisfied with it and took the opportunity to vent it. Because she knew that the imperial physician would never dare to spread this in order to save her head, she had to suffer a loss and be worried for him. Thinking of the successful play, she couldn't help but laugh secretly.

The imperial physician frowned and said, "This... Master Beile, your foot is really... so injured? But... the wound... no matter how you look at it..." Xuanshuang said, "Why, do you doubt my honesty or my filial piety to the Emperor Ahma? You have never been caught by the trap, but how can you know what the wound looks like? Our Qing Dynasty is powerful, and even one trap is far better than the Han people. This time the flood flooded the Dragon King Temple. I accidentally got hit by my master, so the injuries are naturally even worse. Do you dare to question the strength of the Qing Dynasty?"
Chapter completed!