As the night gradually became late, Chang'an City no longer had the noise of daytime and was immersed in tranquility. Many places in the palace also slowly turned off the lights, making the ancient center of power more mysterious and gloomy.

Ganquan Palace is Wu Zhaoyi's bedroom. Because Empress Zhaoyi has been in bed recently, the entire Ganquan Palace is filled with a tense atmosphere. Especially at night, although the lights are bright, the palace maids and eunuchs on duty in Ganquan Palace can feel an inexplicable cold body.

At the entrance of Ganquan Palace, two palace maids who were forced to fight, stood there as wilted as flowers under the sun.

Suddenly, two palace lanterns floated in front of him, and a man wearing a dragon-patterned brocade robe and looking over thirty years old was vaguely seen sitting in a sedan chair under the guards of some palace maids and eunuchs.

"Your Majesty!" The two maids at the gate of Ganquan Palace waited for the man in a dragon-patterned brocade robe to get off the chariot and walked up with the eunuch. They couldn't help but kneel down respectfully with a sensation.

His eyes casually glanced at their men in the dragon-patterned brocade robe, and Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi walked straight into Ganquan Palace.

"Your Majesty!" In Ganquan Palace, a palace maid who looked like a female official walked out of the bedroom inside and saluted Li Zhi respectfully.

"How is the Empress? Have you been awake today?" Li Zhi asked the palace maid.

The palace maid responded quickly and said, "Your Majesty! The Empress is still the same. She is drowsy all day today and cannot even eat. The ginseng porridge ordered by the imperial physician to cook, and I only barely used some of it when I served the Empress."

"Useless things! The imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital are all wine bags!" Li Zhi, who was angry, walked straight into the inner bedroom with anxiety and worry.

On the luxurious bedding of the bedroom, under the silk and brocade quilt, a graceful body could be vaguely seen, revealing the charming and pretty face, pale and haggard head. A delicate fragrance of sweat appeared on the forehead, and the beautiful black eyebrows were frowned, as if they were suffering unspeakable pain in their sleep.

"Mei Niang!" Li Zhi walked straight to the bed and sat down, holding Wu Zhaoyi's jade hand. Looking at her haggard and pale face, she couldn't help but feel distressed and anxious.

The palace maid who followed him did not dare to say anything when he saw this. He stood quietly from a distance.

Soon, the sound of gentle footsteps sounded, and the eunuch who seemed to be afraid of stepping on an ant to death came in and whispered to Li Zhi: "Your Majesty, the commander of the Hundred Cavalry, Luo Qizhong, asked for a meeting!"

"Luo Qizhong?" Li Zhi, who had a slightly frown, waved his hand impatiently and said, "I won't see you! I won't see anyone!"

The eunuch hesitated slightly when he heard this, but he still replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Captain Luo said that he has found a miracle doctor who can cure the Queen's disease."

"What?" Li Zhi was slightly stunned and hurriedly said in surprise: "Eunuch Wang, is it true?"

"Your Majesty. Na Luo should not be so brave to deceive the emperor. Since he reported this, he must be the doctor he recommended should be of great medical skills," said the prince carefully.

Li Zhi, who nodded slightly and pondered for a while, directly ordered: "Go and ask him to invite the miracle doctor. If he could cure Mei Niang's illness, I would highly reward him and the miracle doctor who cured the disease."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The prince, who responded, hurriedly retreated carefully.

It took about half an hour for Li Zhi to wait a little anxious. The prince led Yun Weng and Qingyuan, who was carrying the medicine box, to come in and said respectfully to Li Zhi: "Your Majesty, the miracle doctor is here!"

"Oh?" Li Zhi's eyes fell on Yun Weng as soon as he heard this: "Are you the miracle doctor invited by Luo Qizhong?"

Weng Yun bowed to Li Zhi slightly and said, "The miracle doctor is not a question, I am just a cure."

"Bold, don't you kneel down when you see Your Majesty?" Eunuch Wang saw that Yun Weng just bowed slightly, and couldn't help but stare and shout.

Li Zhi waved his hand slightly, looked at Yun Weng with interest and said with a faint smile: "It's just a cure? Haha, it's interesting! As long as you can cure my beloved concubine's illness, I will definitely reward you. If you can't cure it..."

"If I can't cure it, this hand is not qualified to take the pulse and treat it, but please ask your Majesty to order someone to chop it up!" Yun Weng said calmly, as if not talking about himself, but about an irrelevant thing.

Eunuch Wang and the palace maids not far away were shocked. They had never seen anyone dare to talk to the emperor like this.

Li Zhi also looked at Yun Weng in surprise, and turned to smile and said, "Haha, okay! The old man is really brave. It seems that he is really capable. Since that's the case, please take a look for my beloved concubine first!"

"Yes!" Yun Weng, who nodded slightly and responded, slowly stepped forward, came to the edge of the bed, and looked at Wu Zhaoyi on the bed.

Seeing that Yun Weng staring at Wu Zhaoyi's eyes were slightly fixed and motionless, Li Zhi couldn't help but frown and said a little dissatisfied: "Old man, can you just look at it like this when you treat the disease?"

"Haha, my doctor emphasizes looking, listening, asking and touching, and they are all methods of diagnosis. However, the Queen Mother's disease is not a difficult and complicated disease. I already know it at a glance," Yun Weng said with a confident smile.

Seeing Yun Weng's confident look, Li Zhi was excited and surprised and a little unbelievable: "Can the old man treat it?"

"No, I don't have the ability to cure the Empress," Yun Weng shook his head.

Li Zhi was stunned, and then his face turned ugly: "I don't have the leisure to joke with you!"

"I don't dare to joke with Your Majesty!" Yun Weng, who shook his head helplessly, pointed to Qingyuan, who was standing in the distance holding a medicine box and said, "Your Majesty, although I have no choice, as long as I can ask him to help, I will be sure to save the Empress."

Li Zhi glanced at Qingyuan and frowned and said, "If I was not mistaken, he should be just one of your entourage or apprentice. Is his medical skills even better than you?"

"He doesn't have any medical skills!" Yun Weng shook his head slightly, and then smiled mysteriously, "However, he has some skills, but I don't know. Your Majesty, it's true that the Empress's disease is not an ordinary disease. Therefore, although there are people with excellent medical skills in the Palace Hospital, there is nothing to do with it."

Yun Weng pointed to Qingyuan and continued, "And among the skills he knew, there is a way to help me treat the Queen Mother's disease. Therefore, although I cannot treat it, it will be easy and simple to treat it with him."

"Oh? Then I want to see, he is young and has any ability," Li Zhi glanced at Qingyuan and spoke calmly, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

If I hadn't thought of a glimmer of hope to save Wu Zhaoyi, I was afraid that Li Zhi would have been unable to control his temper and expelled Yun Weng and Qingyuan, who were like a pair of liars, from him.

Yun Weng was dissatisfied with Li Zhi's tone. He waved his hand to signal Qingyuan to come over and leaned into his ear and whispered a few soft words.

"Your Majesty, I am going to start treating the Empress." Yun Weng turned to Li Zhidao, who frowned and showed impatient face.

Li Zhi took a deep breath and barely controlled his anger and said, "Start! But I remind the old man to be careful. If something goes wrong with my beloved concubine, I will only ask!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, although I have lived a lot of age, I have not lived enough yet, so I dare not make fun of my life," said Yun Weng, and then nodded slightly to Qingyuan and said: "Qingyuan, let's start!"

Qingyuan, who looked calm and casual, nodded slightly when he heard this, and looked at Wu Zhaoyi on the bed with a slightly serious expression. Xu stretched out his hands, and slowly two illusory flames emerged from the palms of his hands. For a moment, the temperature in the entire bedroom increased.

Seeing this, Li Zhi couldn't help but stare at Qingyuan in surprise. His mouth was slightly grown up without knowing it.

Immediately afterwards, what shocked Li Zhi was that Qingyuan actually controlled the illusory flame to grow suddenly, covering Wu Zhaoyi like a fire curtain.

"Your Majesty, don't panic!" Yun Weng stopped Li Zhi and smiled lightly: "That fire will not hurt people."

While Yun Weng was speaking, Li Zhi also found that the translucent flame had actually penetrated into the quilt, as if heading towards Wu Zhaoyi's body. While surprised and unbelievable, he also relaxed a little. He couldn't help but ask Yun Weng respectfully: "Old man, what is this... this... method? Can this strange fire save my beloved concubine?"

"Your Majesty, this fire is extremely special, and it is transformed by the yang energy. Diseases are generally caused by the yin and cold energy, so it can be restrained," Yun Weng explained simply and casually: "Qingyuan has been practicing with experts since childhood, and with his extraordinary talent, he can use this fire like a pointing his arm."

Li Zhi looked moved when he heard this: "Master? I wonder what the old man is talking about?"

"He is called Ziyang Zhenren, he is a real god!" Yun Weng said with a slightly envious tone.

"Ziyang Zhenren?" Li Zhi frowned slightly when he heard this, and couldn't help but murmur: "Why does this name sound so familiar? Ah? I remembered it. My father once said that my uncle, King Jin, Li Xuanba, once worshipped a famous master, and was named Ziyang Zhenren!"

While speaking, Li Zhi couldn't help but be surprised and excited, looking at Qingyuan with an inexplicable spirit flashing in his eyes: "I didn't expect that this young man looks so young and is actually a disciple of Ziyang Zhenren."

"By the way, old man, you are a master of medical skills, right? Li Zhi doesn't know Mount Tai, so he is very negligent, so please don't blame him!" Li Zhi said, and hurriedly bowed to Yun Weng slightly.

Weng Yun waved his hand and turned sideways away: "Your Majesty, don't do this! I know some methods of practicing qi and maintaining health, but my cultivation is not as good as Qingyuan. How could I be a master? However, if it comes to treating diseases and saving people, I am still very confident."

"The immortal man is too humble!" Li Zhi saw Qingyuan's methods today, so he was reluctant to believe that Yun Weng was not a master.

At this time, Wu Zhaoyi, who was lying quietly on the bed, burned by the invisible fire, frowned and showed pain, and an unconscious moan sounded from his mouth.

"Mei Niang!" Li Zhi, who was a little nervous when he saw this, couldn't help but hurriedly said, "Immortal, look..."

Weng Yun smiled faintly and waved his hand and said, "Don't be anxious! Don't be anxious! Your Majesty, it's effective. If you take a closer look, you will know what the Empress's disease is coming."

"Oh?" Li Zhi, who suppressed his anxiety and worries, quickly changed his expression and stared at the hideous ghost transformed into a black air that radiated from Wu Zhaoyi. Hearing the sharp ghost roar, he couldn't help but tremble all over: "Ghost! There is actually a fierce ghost! Ah..."

The palace maid who was curious about seeing him from a distance was so scared that she rolled her eyes and fainted. The prince was also so scared that his face was as pale as snow, his whole body was trembling like a sieve, and his pants were soon wet.

"Hmph! Where to go?" Seeing the hungry ghost surrounded by black air struggling and about to escape, Qingyuan couldn't help but shout, and the invisible flame spread out, trapping the hungry ghosts in it. Soon, the hungry ghosts turned into nothingness.

Qingyuan, who had dissipated the invisible flame and sighed, couldn't help but look at Yun Weng and said, "Hurry up! Yun Weng, although the evil ghost on the Empress's body has been removed, she is very weak. I will not cure the disease."

When Yun Weng heard this, he hurriedly opened the medicine box placed on the ground aside, took out a white jade bottle. He opened it and poured out a pill that emitted a fragrance, and hurriedly said to Li Zhi: "Your Majesty, please feed this pill to my aunt!"

"Oh! OK!" Li Zhi, who reacted after hearing this, hurriedly reached out to take it carefully. He leaned forward and gently pinched Wu Zhaoyi's cheek, spread her lips, and stuffed the pills into his mouth.

He then sniffed the fragrance remaining in his palm, and felt refreshed, Li Zhi couldn't help but ask nervously: "Immortal, are you a spiritual medicine and elixir? It makes people feel a little fluttering and comfortable all over. My beloved concubine took this medicine. It should be fine, right?"

"Your Majesty! How can this be an immortal pill? However, if you want to talk about spiritual medicine, it can be considered a barely. This pill was made of many precious medicinal materials. For those who are seriously injured and weak, you can hold it a breath, but it is not as exaggerated as returning to life," said Yun Weng, and then stepped forward to take the lower pulse for Wu Zhaoyi.

Li Zhi couldn't help but look shining: "Immortal, this is an extremely precious spiritual medicine."

"Haha, Your Majesty, don't worry! The Empress's illness is nothing serious!" Yun Weng first turned around and calmed down Li Zhi's heart, and then ordered Qingyuan, "Qingyuan, bring my needle pouch."

Qingyuan responded quickly when he heard this, took out the needle capsule from the medicine box and handed it to Yun Weng.

Yun Weng, who took the needle sac and opened it, took out the silver needle and laid the needle on the back of Wu Zhaoyi's hand and jade arm, and explained to Li Zhi: "Your Majesty, it is difficult for ordinary people to absorb too much spiritual medicine power. Special acupuncture methods are needed to allow the empress's weak body to absorb the power of the spiritual medicine as soon as possible, promote blood circulation, and recover faster."

"Okay! The empress is fine. After a rest, you should be cured soon." Yun Weng, who soon finished the acupuncture, took back the needle and put it in, put it away, put the needle capsule and stood up.

Li Zhi hurriedly walked up to him and looked at Wu Zhaoyi, who obviously had a lot of good complexion on the bed and was sleeping very sweetly, and couldn't help but say to Yun Weng with joy: "The immortal man is really amazing in medical skills. I have seen a real master today. I admire him so much!"

"Xiao Zhenren is very good at the skills, and today I am also very eye-opening! I am worthy of being a disciple of Zhenren Ziyang!" Li Zhi then said politely to Qingyuan.

Qingyuan smiled lightly and said casually: "Your Majesty, please call me Qingyuan!"

"Okay!" Li Zhi naturally agreed with a smile, and turned to say, "Immortal Weng and this young man Qingyuan have worked hard. Let's stay in the palace for one night first. I will let you greet me very much. When my beloved concubine wakes up, I must hold a banquet to greet you both!"

Under Li Zhi's instructions, the prince, who had wet pants, had to endure the discomfort in his lower body, enthusiastically took Yun Weng and Qingyuan to arrange their residence, and ordered the palace maids and eunuchs to serve him well.

This time, Yun Weng and his friends also enjoyed the high-level treatment of distinguished guests in the palace.

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There are many high-gate families in Chang'an City. In Shanjinfang, there are many nobles and royal nobles living in it. Among them, Prince Cheng's Mansion is the tallest and majestic mansion.

Prince Cheng Li Daozong, because he was the cousin of the late emperor, although he had no ability, he was also highly favored.

In the palaces everywhere in the pavilions, there are no buildings around a quiet and ancient loft, which looks very remote and desolate. There are no people coming here, and it is a deserted place where the palace is deserted and no one lives.

However, in the quaint attic, a low and hoarse roar of pain suddenly came from the tranquility.

In the dark underground secret room under the attic, a thin figure could be seen sitting cross-legged on a pitch-black cushion, with long hair spread out, and extremely thin face, like a hungry ghost. Chains flashing with strange talisman light spread out, one end connected to his body, and the other end extended to the depth of darkness. The thin figure suddenly raised his head and roared, the pair of faint sunken eyes flashed with deep evil smells. While trembling, it led to a crisp sound of some chains surrounding him that bound him.

"What's going on?" A low voice with a hint of majesty sounded, and a burly figure stepped out in the darkness. It was a middle-aged man wearing golden armor, beard like a steel needle, and a sharp and violent smell in his eyes.

The roar of pain slowly decreased, and the deep eyes flashing with gloomy light looked at the burly middle-aged thin figure, and couldn't help but speak hoarsely and lowly, as if the metal was hitting, and said with difficulty: "Someone...someone killed the ghost I arranged in the palace."

"What?" The burly middle-aged man with a slightly changed face, couldn't help but narrow his eyes and gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Damn it! Someone actually ruined my good deeds and saved that little bitch Wu Meiniang. Could it be that God is really going to destroy my Li family? If the emperor's brother hadn't been soft-hearted for a while, how could he have today's disaster?"
To be continued...