Chapter 652 Teacher Should Take Medicine

A violent coughing sound quickly brought Baili Qingyang back to reality from his memories.

All the porridge and vegetables that the servants fed Gong Liangliao were coughed up, and the whole bed instantly became a mess.

The chamberlain hurriedly stopped the prince who wanted to get closer, and went forward to check alone. He found that Gong Liangliao had coughed up blood, and immediately shouted outside:

"Go and ask the doctor to come over quickly! Sir, he's coughing up blood!"

Before he had even taken two bites of the meal, Gong Liangliao fainted from a fit of coughing. He looked like he could die at any moment, which startled the prince. He secretly regretted that he had agreed to the Imperial Master's proposal to take his husband back.

Qin Yao, who was squatting in the corner of the Moon Gate, only heard a heartbreaking cough, and then saw Lu Liang rushing out of the courtyard. He rushed out of the Puyuan in a few strides, whipping up a gust of wind.

Soon, the imperial doctor was brought over by Lu Liang. There was a rush in the room, and there were several quick and heavy gasps, as if he was going to die from suffocation if he couldn't take a breath at any time.

Qin Yao's heart was lifted up when she heard this, thinking that she would be so unlucky that she would never see the old man again.

Fortunately, the tense atmosphere in the room slowly calmed down as his breathing gradually eased.

Gong Liangliao wandered around the gate of hell and came back again.

The main culprit that caused his death was a tiny green bean in that bowl of green bean stew with tofu.

The beans somehow got into the trachea, triggering a violent cough, which led to a chain reaction.

The prince, who seemed to have a good temper, started a fire in the house, and the two servants responsible for serving Gong Liangliao's meal were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and dared not speak out.

But good luck did not come to these two servants.

Qin Yao, who was hiding in the Moon Gate, suddenly noticed a strong aura. Looking back, she saw a tall man in a black robe walking towards Puyuan with a sullen face.

He looked to be less than thirty years old, with a gloomy body and disheveled hair. A pair of thick, upward natural eyeliner flashed in front of Qin Yao's eyes, as well as a bloodless lip, and the whole person exuded a strange aura.

All in all, his mental state is not normal at first glance.

When Lu Liang saw this person, he respected him even more than when he saw his master, His Royal Highness. He immediately clasped his fists and saluted, "Master Imperial Master!"

Sikong Jian didn't even give him a look, and strode straight into the room. He quickly glanced at Gong Liangliao, who was on the bed and his breathing had calmed down, and then dropped his eyes on the two servants kneeling on the ground.

He looked over with one look, and the color on their faces instantly disappeared. They leaned even lower, their faces almost touching the floor, and they were frightened.

"No blood will be seen while praying for the country. You two are lucky. Go to Sun Jiang to receive the punishment yourself." Sikong Jian said to the two of them coldly.

Neither happy nor angry, but it frightened the two people on the ground so much that they kowtowed and asked to go around.

Sikong Jian waved his hand, and soon the guards rushed in and dragged the two of them away, covering their mouths with a swift movement, as if they had done it a thousand times.

In this way, Sikong Jian seemed to realize that there was still a prince in the room. He lifted up his robe and knelt down on one knee.

"I have been busy praying for important things recently. I neglected the management of the servants in the palace and almost harmed my husband. I violated His Highness's instructions to take good care of my husband. Fortunately, the imperial doctor treated me in time, but my husband was still frightened. This is all because of my fault." Yes, please punish me, Your Highness!”

When Sikong saw that the prince had finished speaking and the prince had not said anything, Gong Liangliao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly burst into laughter and laughed sarcastically.

Sikong Jian's eyelids twitched twice, and he ignored the unknown laughter and continued to kneel down.

The prince finally came to his senses and saw Sikong Jian's lips were pale and his eyes were blue. He didn't know that he had been praying for the country for several days without rest. He sighed softly and helped him up personally.

"The National Master worked hard day and night to pray for the prosperity of the country. Thank you for your hard work."

"Sir, it's my fault for this matter. You shouldn't have let the cook make this green bean-painted tofu. It's my fault. The Imperial Master doesn't have to admit his mistake on my behalf."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but the waiter was very discerning and hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"Your Highness, you haven't approved the official letter left by His Majesty. He came out early in the morning and has been delayed for a long time. If you don't return to the palace, Your Majesty should be worried if he can't find you."

Sikong Jian smiled considerately, "Although praying for blessings is important, sir's health is also very important. From today on, all daily meals and meals here will be overseen by me personally. Your Highness can rest assured that what happened today will never happen again." ”

"His Royal Highness is the future crown prince, so he should put state affairs first. Official duties are important and must not be delayed any longer."

The prince secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the bed. Gong Liangliao smiled weakly, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

"Then I will go back first and come to visit you sir another day when I have free time." After the prince gave instructions in a gentle voice, he nodded to Sikong Jian and left with Lu Liang and others.

Sikong Jian sent the prince out two doors and then came back.

Two new servants were already cleaning up Gong Liangxiao's dirty bedding and clothes. Sun Jiang, the confidant, brought the gentleman's medicine and placed it on the bedside table. He then asked the two servants to leave together and closed the room. Door.

Qin Yao, who was squatting outside the moon gate, could not see anything now.

But the internal martial arts masters and Lu Liang who had been guarding Puyuan just now had left, and only Sun Jiang was guarding outside the house.

This Sun Jiang breathes softly and makes no sound when walking. He should be a first-rate master.

But when it comes to Qin Yao, a hundred first-rate masters are useless.

Qin Yao dodged the patrolling guards of the Imperial Prefect's Mansion and jumped directly onto the roof from the side where Sun Jiang was not paying attention.

The sunlight at noon shone down, and Qin Yao's shadow fell on the tiles and overlapped with her perfectly. This was the inconvenience during the day, and I couldn't lift the tiles to peek into the house.

But I was close, sticking to the roof, and I could hear everything in the house clearly.

Si Kongjian picked up the bowl of steaming bitter medicine, as if he was in his own room, sat comfortably at the head of the bed, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, blew it cool, and put it to Gong Liangliao's mouth, "Teacher, it's time to take the medicine."

After all the tossing and turning, Gong Liangliao had no strength left, and could only close his mouth and eyes to show his resistance.

Si Kongjian pushed the spoon into the old man's dry and blue mouth, but failed to pry open his tightly clenched teeth. He laughed in anger,

"Teacher, you know me, if you don't speak, I will force the medicine down your throat."

Gong Liangliao didn't react at all, and didn't frown at all, looking like a broken pot that said, "You can force me to drink it if you want, anyway, I won't drink the medicine."

Si Kongjian took a deep breath and poked the spoon in again, but failed to pry open the mouth. Instead, the medicine juice spilled all over Gong Liangliao's clothes.

The white middle garment that the servant had just changed into was stained with a large brown patch, which stuck to the old man's thin chest, and the ribs were visible.

Qin Yao couldn't see it, but if she saw it, she would definitely be shocked.

In just three months, an old man who was energetic and slightly fat had gone through so much inhuman torture that he became skinny.