The Full-Leveled Healer Transmigrates to a Real and Fake Rich Daughter Story Chapter 647: Poison Oath (1)

Chapter 647: Poison Oath (1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Grandaunt!”
Chu Yi happened to see the scene of Feng Yang falling from the wooden chair and exclaimed. The usually elegant, serious, and calm young man’s expression revealed a rare change.
He took three steps forward and quickly caught Feng Yang’s quickly falling body. His strong arms held her steadily.
The Emperor, who was in deep thought, returned to his senses and saw Feng Yang lying in Chu Yi’s arms with sweat all over his face. His eyes were closed and he didn’t move.
Her face was so pale that there was no color at all. Bean-sized sweat rolled down her forehead, and she gritted her teeth.
The white-haired old woman usually looked energetic, but at this moment, she was picked up by the young man with ease. In contrast to his tall figure, she looked so thin and weak.
“Aunt! Aunt!” The Emperor cried out twice.
However, Feng Yang closed her eyes tightly and didn’t react at all. The unconscious woman looked extremely weak and on the verge of death.
The Emperor’s white eyebrows knitted deeply, and he hurriedly shouted, “Someone, quickly call the imperial physician.”
Eunuch Zhao Rang also heard the commotion outside and came over. He was just about to accept the order and leave when he heard Chu Yi say again, “Go and fetch Second Lady Gu into the palace.”
The Emperor nodded hurriedly, and a trace of light flashed in his panicked eyes. “Yes, yes, yes, fetch Yanfei!”
Compared to those imperial physicians, Gu Yanfei definitely had more methods.
Zhao Rang retreated quickly. On one hand, he got the inner servant to call the imperial physician, and on the other hand, he personally left the palace to fetch someone from the Gu residence.
About an hour passed when Gu Yanfei rushed to the south study at her fastest speed.
“Second Lady Gu, the eldest princess is inside.”
“She’s been unconscious for an hour.”
“A few imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital have also treated Her Highness, but they can’t tell what illness it is.”
Gu Yanfei was led for a short while by a middle-aged eunuch. Feng Yang was lying on a beautiful bed, still unconscious. The Emperor, Chu Yi, and the imperial physicians surrounded her.
Gu Yanfei’s arrival made the imperial physicians secretly heave a sigh of relief. The imperial physicians, who were covered in cold sweat, were quickly invited out.
Since it was an emergency, Gu Yanfei wasn’t in a hurry to bow to the Emperor. She went to check on Feng Yang first.
She sat down on a stool beside the bed and stretched out three fingers to gently place them on Feng Yang’s wrist. She checked her pulse and lowered her eyes.
Three breaths later, Gu Yanfei retracted her hand and sighed slightly. Her expression was mixed with understanding and helplessness.
“I’ll give her acupuncture.”
As Gu Yanfei spoke, she took out a needle bag. After burning the silver needles with the candle flame, she started to apply the needles to Feng Yang.
The first needle pierced the philtrum acupoint, the second needle landed on the acupoint in the middle of the eye, and the third needle…
Seven silver needles sealed Feng Yang’s seven apertures. Gu Yanfei finally stuck a talisman on the top of her head.
The entire process was only a short cup of tea. Even the Emperor didn’t dare disturb her. He only watched quietly from the side with a frown.
Soon, some color returned to Feng Yang’s face. Her originally weak breathing became stable, and her chest rose and fell.
Even people who didn’t know medicine could tell that Feng Yang’s “condition” had temporarily stabilized.
Feng Yang’s personal nanny and the main palace maid heaved a sigh of relief.
Chu Yi took a few steps forward and naturally held Gu Yanfei’s hand. He made a gesture with his other hand and the two of them followed the Emperor out, leaving the nanny and the palace maid to take care of the unconscious Feng Yang.
The Emperor brought Chu Yi and Gu Yanfei out of the south study and to the Qianqing Palace.
The dark clouds in the sky were even thicker, and even the sky darkened a little, as if the entire palace was filled with a serious atmosphere.
After arriving at the East Warm Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, the Emperor couldn’t wait to ask, “Yanfei, how’s Eldest Princess Feng Yang’s condition?” The worry between the Emperor’s eyebrows couldn’t disappear.
Chu Yi waved his hand silently, and a few eunuchs retreated, including Eunuch Zhao Rang.
There were only the three of them in the empty pavilion.
The room was silent. The window was open, and the breeze that blew into the room carried some floral fragrance. The Kirin-striped green jade incense burner in the corner emitted faint green smoke.
Gu Yanfei stared at the worried Emperor in front of her and said slowly, “Your Majesty, the eldest princess isn’t sick. Her lifespan is about to end.”
“…” The Emperor’s thin body trembled. He staggered and held the small square coffee table beside him to stabilize his body.
The Emperor looked at Chu Yi anxiously. Chu Yi nodded gently. He had heard Gu Yanfei mention this..