The next morning, when Zhu Wuyang was still sleeping in the gentle country, the diligent Zhu Libo had woken up and was ready to practice well to improve his achievements in Jiulong Fist.

He had already practiced Jiulong Fist to the third level without everyone knowing it, and then he should hit the bottlenecks and shackles of the fourth level, only four levels lower than Zhu Wuyang, which is twice the gap.

If Zhu Wuyang was not there, Zhu Libo should be the fastest progress of Jiulong Fist among all the princes and daughters. Unfortunately, since he Shengliang, Zhu Wuyang only took several days before, and caught up with Zhu Libo's practice for more than 20 years.

"It's time to practice!"

Zhu Libo stretched, got up and prepared to dress, and then went to the practice room to practice.

Just as he picked up the clothes, Zhu Libo realized something was wrong. Was that his voice just now? Why was it a little weird?

Zhu Libo opened his mouth and was about to shout twice to see what was going on: "Ahhhhh...haha..."

Zhu Libo was stunned. What was the sound behind him? Didn’t he keep "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Suddenly, Zhu Libo thought of this voice like the voices of the eunuchs in Tai'an Hall. When they "ah", they easily turned into "ga", just like male ducks.

But how could he make such a sound? What is going on?

Zhu Libo shouted a few more times: "Gaga...Gaga..."

Zhu Libo's face showed horror and he hurriedly looked towards somewhere...

Zhu Libo was stunned, and after a moment he let out a harsh scream: "Ah...ah...ah..."

The voice was sharp and deafening. The eunuchs, guards and palace maids around the bedroom changed their faces and rushed towards the bedroom together.

"Your Highness Eighty-Nine, what's wrong with you?"

"Go and protect Your Highness Eighty-Nine. Never let Your Highness Eighty-Nine happen."

...

A group of people rushed into the bedroom, and saw Zhu Libo taking off his pants and lowering his head to cry, and there was nothing under Zhu Libo.

The butt is bright!

"ah……"

A louder scream sounded, and it was the palace maids who came in that were frightened, like Zhu Libo who was screaming helplessly.

Even with Zhu Libo's mind and scheming, facing such a terrifying situation, he was scared and had no idea where he was.

You know, he was mocking Zhu Wuyang for being a eunuch last night. His life was over and he wanted to help Zhu Wuyangxi become his father.

But unexpectedly, just a few hours have passed, his brother has shrunk, leaving only an embroidery needle, which is worse than Zhu Wuyang.

If Zhu Libo knew that Zhu Wuyang was not only not a eunuch, but was extremely powerful, I wonder what Zhu Libo would feel.

"Go and call the Imperial Doctor and treat His Highness Eighty-nine immediately."

"There is also Empress Li, let's invite Empress Li over first."

"What's wrong with Your Highness Eighty-Nine? Who castrated Your Highness Eighty-Nine? Woo woo woo woo woo..."

...

The entire Tai'an Palace was in chaos, and all the guards, palace maids and eunuchs were like thunder, scaring them to run around everywhere.

After receiving the news, Zhang Mingli ran towards Tai'an Palace without caring about the injuries on her hand and saw Zhu Libo who turned into an embroidery needle.

"Young son, what's wrong with you? Who made you like this?"

"How do you guys, trash, idiots, bitches... protect Boer? I want to tear you all into pieces, cut them into pieces, and kill the nine clans..."

"Don't be afraid of my prince. My mother will definitely cure your injuries, regain your strength, and pass on the family line for my royal family."

...

Faced with Zhang Mingli's comfort, Zhu Libo had only one reaction: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Soon the first imperial physician entered Tai'an Hall and began to examine Zhu Libo. He was unable to retreat after a few minutes. The second imperial physician entered Tai'an Hall and also retreated without success after a few minutes...

Zhang Mingli immediately used his power to ask the vice president of the Imperial Hospital to come to treat Zhu Libo. Unfortunately, the vice president of the Imperial Hospital was powerless.

At this moment, Zhang Mingli, Zhu Libo and others received the news that the iron rod of the 97th prince Zhu Yongwu had also turned into an embroidery needle and was looking for treatment by the imperial physician.

After learning the news, Zhu Libo, who was crying bitterly, was inexplicably less painful. He closed his mouth and began to sobbed, feeling aggrieved like a little girl.

Zhang Mingli, the old hen, kept holding Zhu Libo and comforting her softly. However, as more and more imperial doctors were helpless, Zhang Mingli could no longer sit still and went to the Qianqing Palace in person to ask the Crazy Emperor Zhu Zhenwu to send the imperial doctor to treat Zhu Libo.

The imperial physician Ning Taiyu, who happened to be ranked third, was checking his health for the Crazy Emperor Zhu Zhenwu. After learning the news, the Crazy Emperor Zhu Zhenwu immediately asked Ning Taiyu to come to treat Zhu Libo.

Ning Taiyu checked for half an hour and was also unable to retreat. He went to seek the help of the first and second-ranked imperial doctors. On the way, he also went to the palace where Zhu Yongwu lived. Then he returned to the Qianqing Palace and went to the study to pay homage to the Crazy Emperor Zhu Zhenwu.

"What is the situation with Li Bo and Yongwu?" Crazy Emperor Zhu Zhenwu frowned slightly.

Ning Taiyu lowered his body and said, "Your Highness Eighty-ninth and Your Highness Ninety-seventh seem to have had a strange disease, and the human roots have shrunk into embroidery needles. According to the old minister, basically... there is no hope of treatment."

"This..." Crazy Emperor Zhu Zhenwu was stunned: "Aren't you... pretending?"

Ning Taiyu thought for a moment and shook his head: "The possibility of disguise is not great. After all, human roots have become like that. Those who cannot be disguised. And if only His Highness Eighty-Nine is the only one, they may be disguised, but with His Highness Ninety-Seventh, there is basically no possibility of disguise."

"It's really not cured?" asked the Crazy Emperor Zhu Zhenwu.

Ning Taiyu lowered his head and said ashamed: "The old minister is powerless, please punish him."

"Thinking that Li Bo and Yongwu don't have such courage, they dare to destroy their own roots in order to escape the position of the prince. It's better to destroy their own strength than to do so." Crazy Emperor Zhu Zhenwu waved his hand: "But this is too strange. On the same day, both princes suffered from this strange disease. The artificial traces were too obvious. Have you not found anything unusual?"

Ning Taiyu's face was very clear: "The old minister was incompetent and did not find anyone tampering with it."
Chapter completed!