When the emperor heard this, his eyes widened, and he coughed violently while covering his chest, as if he was choking on his own saliva.
Mo Jiecheng's eyes widened innocently: "What's wrong? Father, please take care of yourself!"
"Eunuch Gao! Hurry, hurry, bring tea to your father!"
As soon as Mo Jiecheng finished speaking, an inkstone suddenly flew towards him and hit his front door.
"roll roll roll!"
Mo Jiecheng suddenly woke up from hypnosis. He was still sitting on the chair panting, watching the inkstone in front of him flying towards him.
He quickly stood up and hid, but his movements were much slower than before.
What caught people off guard was that with a "boom", the heavy inkstone hit Mo Jiecheng's chest directly, causing Mo Jiecheng to let out a muffled groan.
He immediately covered his chest and bent down, his face turning pale in pain.
Ji Wanrong was shocked, and the emperor was also stunned.
But the emperor immediately thought of how he had just pretended to be crazy and acted foolishly, and felt that this was just a ploy by Mo Jie City.
He obviously wanted to throw it over Mo Jiecheng's head, but Mo Jiecheng stood up inexplicably, causing it to hit the target.
The emperor waved his hand: "Gungungun, you are playing a trick, so Ji Wanrong only feels sorry for you."
"If the two of you want to fight each other again, then roll far away and have a good fight somewhere where I can't see you!"
Mo Jiecheng still had some chest tightness and a confused look on his face.
But Ji Wanrong, who had witnessed the whole process, naturally knew what the emperor meant by breaking up.
She gave Mo Jiecheng an embarrassed look and ordered him to shut up, then pulled his sleeves and told him to hurry out of the gate of Yangxin Hall.
If they don't leave, I'm afraid the emperor will faint from their anger.
Feeling Ji Wanrong tug on his sleeve, Mo Jiecheng's originally dazed eyes gained a hint of smile.
It must be that when he was just hypnotized, his answers were so good that he even handed in a perfect answer.
That's why Ji Wanrong was so kind to him, and even took the initiative to hold his hand...sleeve and walked out.
As Mo Jiecheng thought about it, he felt that the pain in his chest had eased a lot.
He slowly followed Ji Wanrong and let her pull him out.
When Ji Wanrong heard Mo Jiecheng's low laughter coming from behind, he silently let go of his hand, picked up the hem of his skirt and walked out.
When Eunuch Gao saw this scene, he sighed in his heart and guided Mo Jiecheng to continue walking out.
But who would have thought that Ji Wanrong had already walked out of the Yangxin Hall, while Mo Jiecheng was still slowly swallowing.
Eunuch Gao was a little strange. He just wanted to raise his head and take a look at Mo Jiecheng, but unexpectedly, Mo Jiecheng fell to the ground with a pop.
Eunuch Gao exclaimed, and after a closer look, he found that Mo Jiecheng's face was pale and his eyes were even closed.
Eunuch Gao was stunned and hurriedly looked up at the emperor.
The emperor was also stunned. He stood up from his chair.
But he didn't know what the emperor suddenly thought of, his eyes changed, and he slowly sat back on the dragon chair.
He raised his hand to stop Ji Wanrong's movement, and also told Eunuch Gao: "Gao Wei, go kick him and see how long this traitor can keep pretending."
When Eunuch Gao heard the emperor's words, he originally reacted to accept the order, but when he heard the content clearly, he was startled, and then said with a sad face: "Oh, His Highness, King Han, is joking with you! How dare I, a slave? !”
The emperor also smiled after hearing this. He stood up from his chair, walked up to Mo Jiecheng with his hands on his hips, and kicked him on the butt.
"I don't blame you anymore, don't act like a child, get up quickly!"
The emperor kicked him, leaving a dusty footprint on his black robe.
But even though someone kicked his butt, Mo Jiecheng's body moved slightly, but he didn't wake up.
When Concubine Li rushed into the Yangxin Hall, she saw the messy Yangxin Hall, the footprints on Mo Jiecheng's butt, and Mo Jiecheng's motionless body like a corpse.
Concubine Li's eyes widened, she covered her rapidly heaving chest, and immediately knelt down in front of the emperor.
"Your Majesty! Cheng'er is your biological son. No matter how big a mistake he made, you can't execute him like this, right?"
Ji Wanrong's footsteps were extremely fast. By the time he heard Concubine Li's scream, he was already far out of the Yangxin Hall.
She was stunned for a moment, then turned around and hurried back.
What he saw was Mo Jie's lifeless figure lying on the ground.
The emperor did not expect that Mo Jiecheng, who was always strong, would actually fall down inexplicably. He also thought that Mo Jiecheng was being coquettish with him.
The emperor hurriedly helped Concubine Li up, and hurriedly asked Eunuch Gao to call the imperial doctor.
"No, no, it's not the imperial doctor. Call Ji Wanrong back! Go now!"
Ji Wanrong hurriedly ran to Mo Jiecheng's side and hurriedly knelt down to check Mo Jiecheng's breathing and pulse.
Then he opened Mo Jiecheng's eyelids and checked Mo Jiecheng's pupils.
Mo Jiecheng's lips were completely blue at this moment, his face was very pale, and his pulse was rapid. Ji Wanrong carefully counted his heartbeats and found that he had an arrhythmia.
Already in shock.
It was probably sudden shock caused by pneumothorax.
"What on earth is going on? Why did he fall down for no reason? Was it the hypnosis you just used...?"
Seeing that the emperor was about to connect this matter with the hypnosis she had just performed, Ji Wanrong's alarm bells rang in her heart and she spoke quickly.
"Your Majesty, Mo Jiecheng fainted due to pneumothorax. It has nothing to do with the hypnosis just now. It is probably because you just threw an inkstone on him. The inkstone was so heavy and big that it hit his chest. He turned blue from the pain, which caused his lung tissue to rupture and air to enter the pleural membrane."
As Ji Wanrong said, Concubine Li screamed: "Oh! My God! Your Majesty, you actually threw the inkstone at Acheng's chest! Even Acheng, an iron man, can't stand it!"
After what Ji Wanrong said, the emperor looked stern and did not even refute Concubine Li's words.
"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he has been assassinated several times this year and has never had a good rest..." Ji Wanrong looked at the emperor's face and added again.
The emperor looked at Mo Jiecheng's purple lips and felt worried in his heart.
"Rong'er, is there any way to save him? You must save him!" Concubine Li said anxiously.
"The only way at this moment...is to deflate the gas and treat it." Ji Wanrong replied seriously.
"Ah...? Give up treatment?"
Concubine Li rolled her eyes and fainted.
