When the vicious sun gradually moved west, the third old official who knelt at the palace gate had already fainted. The palace gate finally opened, and a bright yellow imperial edict leisurely came out from inside, announcing that the Emperor was safe and sound, and that all the rumors were malicious. Three days later, the Weiyang Palace would hold a banquet for all the officials, and at that time, everyone would be given an explanation. Along with this imperial edict, there was also a badly mutilated figure that was carried on a wooden board, and blood was still dripping onto the ground.
Tan Shiyuan stumbled over, and when his trembling fingers checked that there was still a trace of mayfly energy left in him, his red eyes fiercely closed, and a tear slid down from the corner of his eye, returning to the suffering world.
The palace servant didn't care about his late father's filial piety, and was wholeheartedly concerned about the empress's imperial edict, and hurriedly said, "This servant is under the orders of the Emperor and the empress to immediately send Little Tan Daren out of the capital for three thousand miles, and will never step half a step into the capital for the rest of his life. Old Tan Daren, please make way, and don't make things difficult for us."
Tan Shiyuan said in shock, "My son is so injured, immediately exiling him is asking for his life!"
The palace servant shook his head and said, "Little Tan Daren offended his superiors, fabricated rumors, and slandered Feng Yan, causing a storm in the city and the court to be unstable. The empress is already being kind by sparing his life, so Lord Tan should be content. If you continue to cause trouble, then Master Tan Xiao may really only have a dead end. It's better to quickly arrange for a godly doctor and this servant to accompany him, so that he can be treated in time along the way, otherwise, even if Little Tan Daren doesn't die, he will be crippled for life. "
Tan Shiyuan looked at his remaining flesh and blood, and his boiling hot tears filled the gullies on his face, "But, at such an urgent time, where should this old man go to find a godly doctor? Can I trouble you to make an exception and give this old man some time, at least let this old man ensure that my son's life is not in danger, and then send him on his way, okay? "
The palace servant cried out, "How can this be? The empress has given a death order, you must leave the city before the sun sets, otherwise this servant will lose his head together! "
He had once saved the lives of countless people, but when it came to himself, he was forced to watch as his true love, flesh, and blood left his side one by one. Great sorrow swallowed him up. Prime Minister Tan, who had once been revered by tens of thousands of people, couldn't care about anything else at this moment. He held onto the door tightly, not letting them take away his son. The palace servants rushed over and pried his hand away.
Xiahou Qing pushed the palace servants away with a palm strike. He crouched beside Tan Shiyuan and advised in a low voice, "Empress Cao has already reached her bottom line by releasing them. Rather than staying in this treacherous and dangerous capital, perhaps it is safer outside. As for the godly doctor … "
If Huimo was not injured, he would be the best candidate. However, even he was bedridden and his future was uncertain. Xiahou Qing paused mid-sentence. The sorrow in his heart was the same as Tan Shiyuan's.
"I'll go!"
Just as they were at a loss, a soft female voice came from afar, panting as if she had rushed all the way. It was none other than the only female doctor in charge of the capital, Shen Yan.
Because she had made it in time, half of her hair had loosened, and it hung messily on her cheeks. The simple dress she was wearing was gilded under the setting sun, and the tears in her eyes were also rippling with gold.
The moment he saw his beloved daughter, Wei Ze Cheng immediately crawled up from the ground and sighed bitterly, "Ai, ai, ai! You wretched lass, you wretched lass! Father has already promised you to plead for this boy, what are you doing here! Father is begging you, go back! Don't meddle in this muddy water, do you want father to kneel down and beg you? Come, come, come, father will kowtow to you! "
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