The woman who had been staying in Prince Sheng's mansion had not received further favor from the Eighth Prince since that night. It seemed that the man had forgotten after using her. She lived alone in a desolate small yard, looking at the four walls all day long, and life was also lonely.

However, she no longer cared about loneliness, and even more so that the Eighth Prince would "use" or not. She even hoped that the Eighth Prince would never show up. Because there was something strange about her body, the private parts below were not only itchy, but also full of blisters, and the color was yellow. When she saw it in the mirror, she almost fainted. This was obviously a symptom of the Hualien disease, but why did she get such a disease?

She was happy with the Eighth Prince with her innocent body. Could it be that time? Was this disease passed on to her by the Eighth Prince?

This question has been in her mind for many days. She has also inquired quietly these days, but found that Xuan Tianmo was not too abnormal. Logically, her own lower body has become like this. If it were passed on to her by Xuan Tianmo, then the other party should be more serious.

She thought of several Xuan Tianmo's concubines in the mansion. When she found out that she was sick, she immediately thought of those concubines. If Xuan Tianmo was sick, those people should have been infected. She couldn't see Xuan Tianmo, but she could meet those women. But after seeing them, she found that those people were not infected. After she got along with Xuan Tianmo, Xuan Tianmo had not yet entered the concubines' room.

The woman was so angry at that time. What does this mean? This means that the disease was first received by her and she had nothing to do with the eighth prince. But when she followed the eighth prince, she was still virgin! She had never been close to any man except her.

As she thought, the itchy below her was rising again. She endured it again and again, but she couldn't help it. It was midnight and there was no one else in the room, so she simply reached into her pants and scratched it. She didn't care if she was going to scratch the pussy again. She just wanted to relieve the itch, but at this moment, she heard the door "bang" and someone kicked open with her feet. Then, Xuan Tianmo's footsteps came hurriedly. When she walked to her couch, the woman had not had time to take her hand out of her pants.

When Xuan Tianmo saw her familiar movement, he immediately thought of the embarrassment when he was in the palace. He quickly understood what was going on. He immediately signaled to the follower beside him. Without saying a word, the follower took two steps forward and took off the woman's pants.

The woman exclaimed in fear and wanted to cover her private parts with her hands, but what they wanted to see was there. The follower's hand was as strong as pliers. Even though the woman had some skills, the man was still too different. He was almost restrained by the other party without any resistance, and his legs were pulled apart. The sick place below was clearly exposed to Xuan Tianmo.

He took a breath of air conditioning and said angrily: "It's true!" Then he stretched forward with his right hand and pinched the woman's neck directly - "Bitch! It's because you caused me to get a strange disease. I must strangle you to death today!"

He did what he said, and his subordinates increased their strength, but when he saw the woman's face became more and more distorted, his face became bluer and bluer. In just a few breaths, there was no movement. However, Xuan Tianmo's qi had not yet been relieved. Instead, his hand that was pinching his neck did not loosen, but tightened it tighter. Until he pinched the neck so that it was deformed and bloody, he let go of his hand. He looked at the woman's lower body again, and fear arose in his heart.

This woman is so serious, how could it be so serious? He gasped and thought, is it still possible to be saved when the bottom is rotten like this? Is it because it has not been treated in time, or is it because the disease cannot be cured at all? Thinking of this, the effect of the anti-itchi below has been over. Under this itchy disease, the effect of that kind of medicine cannot play much role. At most it can be relieved, but it cannot be completely relieved. He began to itch again, and one hand involuntarily scratched it. The entourage had to remind him: "Your Highness, you must not scratch it anymore, look at her-" He pointed at the woman, "This is obviously scratching like this."

"What should I do if I don't bother you? Will I be itchy?" Xuan Tianmo said gritting his teeth: "What kind of disease is this? Who can cure it?"

The entourage was always following him when he was in the palace, and naturally knew Xuan Tianmo's condition. At this time, his eyes turned and gave him an idea, "Your Highness, according to the subordinates, there is a place to ask for help."

"where?"

"Flower Building."

It is a good idea to ask Hualou for help from Hualou for Hualou. Xuan Tianmo wants people who are immersed in Huajie and Liuxiang all year round, so they are naturally knowledgeable about this disease. The imperial physicians in the palace mainly treat the symptoms of the concubines. The concubines in the palace are so clean, which makes them unable to start with such diseases. It seems that he is asking for the wrong person.

"Okay." Xuan Tianmo nodded, his expression slowed down a little, "I'll leave this matter to you, even if you go to find the most experienced person, of course, you have to deal with these people one by one after another. As for this..." He looked at the woman who was strangled, and suddenly felt a little regretful. Why did he strangle the person to death with excitement? If he didn't strangle her to death, he wouldn't be embarrassed by it directly. But now that people are dead, it's useless to say more. He waved his hand, "Take this out, and throw away all the things in this room."

After he said that, he strode out of the room until he returned to his bedside. Then he quickly took off all his clothes and took out the spare anti-itching medicine given to him by the imperial physician.

In fact, in addition to the people in Huajie and Liuxiang, he also thought of a place that might be able to treat him, that is Baicaotang and Feng Yuheng's Baicaotang. But he and Baicaotang are opposites. Feng Yuheng can't be happy to see him suffering and joy, so how could he help him? What's more, Xuan Tianmo had been vaguely suspicious in his heart that his illness was probably related to the ghost girl.

The nights in Hualou are very lively, even on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Xuan Tianmo's entourage tied up five Hualou madams back in less than half an hour and diagnosed his master's illness overnight.

Unfortunately, everyone was surprised to see the affected area, and everyone shook their heads and sighed, saying, "It is indeed a kind of disease of Hualiu, but we have never seen it before. Since we have never seen it, we naturally don't know where to start treatment."

One person said, "It cannot be said that he has never seen it. Last year, someone had similar diseases, but it was much lighter than this, and the pustules were not that big. Unfortunately, even if it was much lighter and used a lot of precious medicinal materials, he still couldn't save his life. If you contract such a disease, you will definitely die, and it will... rot to death."

Before these five people could understand where they were, and they didn't know what the patient they were facing was. They were tied up in darkness and their eyes were covered all the way. If they knew that this sick person was the most beloved eighth prince of the emperor today, they would not dare to say such things if they were beaten to death. They were even likely to choose to protect themselves like the three imperial physicians in the palace.

Xuan Tianmo did not give up and repeatedly confirmed with the other party whether his illness was really unsolvable. Until he got a definite reply, he made a neck wiping action to the follower. Then, a sword shadow flashed across his eyes, and the five people were wiped with their necks in the blink of an eye.

The entourage threw the body out of the house, and soon a secret guard came out to deal with it. Even the blood in the house was immediately wiped clean. However, Xuan Tianmo was as if he had been thrown into a death row, even more uneasy than when he was in the death row. Especially when he thought about what the old madam said just now, he couldn't help but start to tremble freely. He didn't want to die, nor did he want to die like that. This disease was cured with all his might!

That night, the palace was also not peaceful. Emperor Tianwu stayed in the palace for staying in Shanshan. This was the first time he stayed in the palace for more than 20 years after he favored his concubines again.

Concubine Yuan accompanied him for a happy time, and Emperor Tianwu fell asleep. After all, the old emperor drank a lot of wine at the palace banquet, and then spent a while of energy, he slept very heavily.

After he fell asleep, Concubine Yuan got up and quietly entered the bathroom. The bathroom was still filled with mist, and soon a pair of big hands wrapped around her. She touched her directly, and then said with a lewd look: "The old emperor is really useful!"

"It's far from you!" Concubine Yuan said charmingly, then leaned into the man's arms. Until the man removed her clothes and dragged them into the pool, she watched the man take advantage of helping her clean her body, and then asked: "Mo'er was infected with a very strange disease. The lower part was itchy. It could be seen that it was a flower and willow disease, but no one could tell the details, and no one could treat it. You said, what's going on? Can you cure such a disease?"

The man raised his head from her chest and said, "I am a Gu master, but I am not a doctor. If you say that someone is infected with Gu, I can do anything about it, but I will be helpless when I get sick." After that, he was about to pounce on her again, but was pushed away by Concubine Yuan.

"I'm ready to ignore me if I can't do anything. That's my own son! I'm still counting on him to sit on the throne and give me the glory of the rest of my life! Didn't you say that as long as Mo'er sits on the throne, we two don't have to be as sneaky as we are now. Although it's not completely open and upright, at least we don't have to be locked in this small bathroom? Why are there something wrong with Mo'er now, but you're not in a hurry? I tell you, the old man is outside now. I'm either coming in to have fun with you or want to ask if there is a solution. I can't watch Mo'er get sick like this. If there is a big deal, all our efforts will be in vain."

"I know." The man saw that Concubine Yuan was really angry, so he became serious. He said: "What I said before is the truth. Although Master Gu is half a doctor, most of the treatments are Gu symptoms, and there is no special method for ordinary diseases. If you are talking about the Eighth Prince, if you really get that kind of disease, you either ask for help from the imperial physician or go to Huajie Liuxiang to find someone who specializes in doing this kind of thing. Besides, you have to ask him if he went to Hualou and where the disease was infected."

"I haven't been to the Flower Building." Concubine Yuan was sure of this matter. "Mo'er never went to that kind of place. He said that women in that kind of place were too dirty."

"That's someone who has tampered with it!" This man said very surely.

It was this sentence that made Concubine Yuan suddenly think of a possibility...
Chapter completed!