RPAGF Chapter 194 Escape from Death
Chapter 194 Escape from Death
Wang Jinnian took out a painting from behind his back and said, "I found this behind the screen in the prince's study. It is both hidden and convenient to view. There are two lines of poetry on the painting, which were obviously put up by the prince. The two characters hidden at the beginning are A Rong."
The emperor and the empress were both bewildered. After taking the painting and opening it, they saw a beautiful and charming woman.
"Who is this?" the Queen asked, "The brushwork doesn't look like it was painted by the Prince."
Emperor Yongkang saw something: "This... looks a bit like the original work of Yan Daru! Lord Wang, what do you mean..."
Wang Jinnian said respectfully: "This painting has no signature, and the paper looks very old, so even if it is a portrait of a real person, it can only remain in the painting!"
The Queen suddenly shook her body, unable to accept it, and said, "You mean, the prince fell in love with a woman in a painting? Ridiculous, how is this possible?"
Wang Jinnian didn't say anything, but his expression was firm, meaning that this was the truth.
The emperor looked helpless and asked Wang Jinnian to go away first. What good would it do to know the truth? He couldn't bring the woman in the painting back to life.
"Ah!" Suddenly, a loud shout was heard. It was the prince's voice!
The emperor and empress were very anxious and rushed over to take a look. They saw the prince lying on the bed with his eyes closed and a painful expression on his face. He seemed to be struggling in a nightmare, and veins on his forehead were bulging.
Several imperial doctors were extremely terrified. They forcibly felt the prince's pulse, then knelt down with grief-stricken expressions, indicating that the prince had little hope of survival!
Emperor Yongkang was horrified, and the Empress fainted and fell to the ground.
"Empress!" Emperor Yongkang picked her up and placed her on a chair, then looked at the Crown Prince.
His mood was like falling into an icy cave. He didn't understand why the prince's condition suddenly took a turn for the worse? How could this be excessive worry? This was clearly the rhythm of a sudden death!
The prince was still struggling in the nightmare. Emperor Yongkang walked over with trembling hands. He wanted to hug the prince. At this moment, he saw with his own eyes that the ring on the prince's hand suddenly exploded, and the debris fell to the ground. The prince also calmed down instantly and fainted without moving.
Everyone:! ! !
What's happening here?
Could it be that the prince has already...
Emperor Yongkang's emotions were in turmoil, but he slowly put his hand to the tip of the prince's nose and found that he was breathing!
"Quick, take his pulse again, you bunch of quacks, the prince is clearly still alive! Take his pulse!"
An imperial physician quickly crawled over and put his hand on the prince's wrist. Gradually, his expression changed from fear to surprise: "Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune. The prince is fine!"
Emperor Yongkang also breathed a sigh of relief. He sat calmly aside and let all the imperial doctors take his pulse in turn, and then gently woke up the empress.
After a while, the doctors knelt down again, crying with joy: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the prince's pulse is stable, and his life is no longer in danger. He is just a little weak, and he will wake up soon!"
The queen, who had just regained consciousness, happened to hear these words and immediately felt better: "Really?"
Imperial Physician: "It is true. The Queen is blessed with great fortune!"
"well!"
Emperor Yongkang looked at the painting next to him again and fell into deep thought. He always felt that something was wrong. Could a person really fall in love with a painting?
Since the prince was out of danger, Emperor Yongkang no longer had any concerns. He gave the empress a few instructions and took the painting away.
The queen felt much more at ease and began to wipe the sweat off the prince on the bed.
What she didn't know was that although Crown Prince Tang Li couldn't move his body at this moment, his consciousness was extremely clear.
He clearly remembered that when he fainted before, there seemed to be a suction force wrapping around his body, as if trying to pull his soul out, and his consciousness also came to a strange place.
He stood in that empty place in a daze, not knowing what to do. Then, a female figure appeared in front of him. It was the woman in the painting, his Arong. But Arong instantly turned into a hideous and evil ghost, and pounced on him, trying to devour him.
He instinctively resisted and struggled. At first he was bitten a few times by the so-called Arong. Gradually he found that there were several golden lights on his body protecting him, which always managed to burn Arong, so he remained calm.
But as the golden light gradually disappeared, Arong became stronger and stronger. He was horrified to find that if he was bitten again, he would go to heaven!
Finally, when Arong pounced on him again, he subconsciously reached out to block him. There was a loud bang and Arong disappeared!
His consciousness grew stronger and gradually covered his body. He heard the voices of his father and mother. He was alive again!
He's not dead!
Ah Rong? What the hell? How could he fall in love with such a ghost?
Then, he opened his eyes, ate the porridge and drank the medicine under the queen's surprised gaze, and at the same time saw the ring broken into pieces on the ground.
He clearly realized that it was this ring that saved his life!
My goodness, everything that Princess Showa said came true! This is truly a fateful disaster!
Even now he had a very strong sense of freedom. He didn't know how to describe this feeling. It was as if a shackle had disappeared, and from then on the sky was high and the birds could fly freely, and the sea was wide and the fish could leap freely.
Is this what it feels like to escape death?
Seeing that he looked much more energetic, the queen finally asked tentatively, "Next month, your father will grant you a marriage. What do you think?"
The prince nodded: "It's all up to my father, the emperor, and my mother, the queen."
The queen was relieved, but then she heard him ask, "Mother, what has Princess Zhaohe been doing recently?"
"Princess Showa? What else can she do? Why are you suddenly asking about her?"
"This ring was given to me by her."
The Queen looked at the broken pieces on the ground and said, "You didn't say that your mother forgot to ask someone to clean it up. It's just a ring. It's broken. How can Princess Zhaohe be angry?"
Unexpectedly, the prince paused and called his personal eunuch: "Go and get 20,000... 30,000 taels of silver from my private treasury! Send it to Princess Zhaohe!"
Eunuch: "Yes! Your Highness!"
Queen:! ! !
"Thirty thousand taels? This is not a small amount! What are you doing? Could it be that the one you like is... Bai Zhaozhao? This is not easy to deal with! Although she is your adopted daughter, she is already on the Jade Plate..."
The prince smiled and interrupted the queen: "Mother, this will make me feel at ease."
He then told the queen the origin of the ring and what had just happened in his nightmare.
The Queen was incredulous and said, "It's so amazing! No wonder. I heard that Concubine Xu had a miscarriage a few days ago, and Princess Changxing wanted to invite Princess Zhaohe to come over. It turns out that she was attracted by her good fortune!"
After hearing this, the prince raised a mocking smile and said, "Humph, she wants blessings just because of her? I guess she doesn't even have the chance to make an offer."
The Queen also laughed and said, "Indeed, good fortune like Princess Zhaohe's, who turned disaster into blessing, doesn't happen every day, so... well, you better not spread it!"
The prince understood: "Mother is right!"
Royal study room.
The emperor compared the two works of Yan Daru with the painting of the beauty and found that both the brushstrokes and painting techniques were very similar. Not to mention imitations, if the signature was added, they would definitely be authentic.
In the end, he found nothing special.
But at this moment, Cheng Jiayu felt very bad. He had suffered a backlash!