Chapter 7 — On the wedding night, when he was forced to marry Vuong Gia Khat's wife, I used a needle to acupuncture his life.

My fingers trembled, the silver needle almost fell: "Your Majesty, why did you suddenly..."

“Prime Minister Ly mentioned a few things.”

He frowned tightly, "relating to your mother's identity..." My heart was shocked: "What did he say?"

“He said…” Duong Huc was about to open his mouth when suddenly there was the sound of urgent footsteps outside.

Trieu Ho quickly walked in, his face serious.

"Your Majesty, someone in the palace said that the Emperor suddenly became seriously ill, summoning you to the palace immediately!"

Duong Huc suddenly stood up: "When did it happen?"

“Half an hour ago.”

Trieu Ho lowered his voice, "The royal physician has no choice, the prime minister suggests... suggests preparing the funeral." Duong Huc and I looked at each other, both seeing shock and doubt in each other's eyes. His Majesty suddenly became seriously ill? Right after Prime Minister Ly attacked Duong Huc? This story is surprisingly coincidental.

“Prepare the horse.” Duong Huc commanded in a deep voice, "This king immediately enters the palace."

“King!” I quickly pulled his sleeve, "Your wound..."

“It's okay.” He gently withdrew his hand from mine, his eyes determined, "Trieu Ho, you stay at the palace to protect the Princess."

I bit my lip: "I will follow the Royal Family into the palace."

"Impossible." He firmly refused, "It's too dangerous."

“If His Majesty is poisoned, perhaps I can help.”

I persisted and said, "Didn't the king say that the doctor was helpless?" Duong Huc frowned, obviously weighing the pros and cons. Finally, he nodded: "Change clothes and pretend to be my follower." Half a moment later, we boarded the carriage and drove straight to the palace. I wore men's clothing, carried a medicine box on my back, and followed closely behind Duong Huc. When the palace gate guard saw that it was Tran Bac Vuong, he did not dare to stop him and directly let him pass. The royal palace is even more magnificent than we imagined, the palace is magnificent, the beams are beautifully carved, everywhere exudes royal majesty. But I didn't have the heart to enjoy it, I just followed Duong Huc through the layers of palace gates, straight to the Emperor's palace. Outside the palace, many mandarins and doctors had gathered, everyone with heavy faces. Prime Minister Ly stood at the front, saw Duong Huc coming, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, then immediately smiled and went forward to greet him.

"Your Majesty! I thought you were..."

“How is your Majesty?” Duong Huc interrupted directly, his voice cold as ice.

Prime Minister Ly sighed:

"The situation is not good... high fever that won't go away, unconsciousness, the doctor said it was a stroke..."

I quietly observed Prime Minister Ly's expression and discovered that although he pretended to be worried, his eyes contained a hint of pride. This is not true.

“This King wants to see His Majesty.” After Duong Huc finished speaking, he walked inside.

Prime Minister Ly immediately stopped: "Your Majesty, this is not in accordance with the rules..."

“Get away.” Duong Huc pushed him away and strode into the palace.

I bowed my head and followed closely behind, my heart beating like a drum. Inside the palace there was a strong smell of medicine, and on the dragon bed lay a young emperor in his early twenties. His appearance, which should have been energetic and spirited, was now as pale as paper, his lips were abnormally purple and black, his breathing was rapid and weak, as if he could break at any moment.

—— This is clearly a sign of poisoning!

Duong Huc obviously also noticed, he turned around asked the doctor standing next to the bed:

“What kind of poison did the Emperor get?”

The doctors looked at each other, no one dared to answer. An elderly man said with a trembling voice: "Vuong Gia Minh Giam, Your Majesty is lucky..."

“Insolent!” Duong Huc shouted loudly, "This is clearly poison! You useless doctors..."

“The king is careful!” Prime Minister Ly walked in, his voice cold, "Slandering the royal physician is a serious crime..."

I gently pulled Duong Huc's sleeve, lowered my voice and said: "Your Highness, let me take a look." Duong Huc understood, turned to everyone and said:

"This is the king's retainer, understanding the basics of medical techniques. Let him see."

Prime Minister Ly looked at me suspiciously: "This is not according to regulations..."

“The Emperor's life is in danger, what more rules can you say!”

Duong Huc shouted loudly, making everyone not dare to say more. I quickly stepped forward and checked the Emperor's pulse. As soon as his finger touched the pulse, his heart immediately shook - Han Tam Tan! Moreover, it is also the complete version with added Blood Ants!

“How?” Duong Huc lowered his voice and asked.

I hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether I should tell the truth in front of so many people. At this moment, the Emperor suddenly opened his eyes slightly and weakly moved his fingers.

“Uncle Hoang…” he whispered.

Duong Huc immediately knelt down on one knee: "God is present." The Emperor raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at me: "He... can treat..." Prime Minister Ly's face changed drastically: "Your Majesty! This is not appropriate..."

“Everyone… retreat…”

The Emperor suddenly raised his voice, "Leaving only... the Emperor and him..." The courtiers looked at each other, but under the Emperor's stern eyes, they had to retreat from the palace. Prime Minister Ly was the last to leave. Before leaving, he even glanced at me maliciously. As soon as the door closed, the Emperor immediately weakly said: "I... have been poisoned..."

“They still use the same type, Han Tam Tan.”

I said frankly: "Moreover, it is the most powerful type."