Ming Dynasty Zhu Di: I just put on the dragon robe, and my father is here

Chapter 2 Zhu Bai: Dad, please stop crying. Maybe I can find a way
In the East Palace, it was deathly quiet!

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang was panicking when he looked at Zhu Xiongying lying on the hospital bed.

For this old Zhu, he has never seen any big storms...

Both Chen Youliang and Zhang Zhicheng were defeated at his feet.

No matter how big the confusion, no matter how big the difficulties, he got through it.

And what he can't accept the most right now is a white-haired person giving a black-haired person.

Zhu Xiongying is his grandson, the grandson he values ​​the most.

If Zhu Xiongying dies, Lao Zhu will definitely not be able to bear it.

When the imperial doctors saw this scene, they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

"The emperor's eldest grandson, his life is hanging by a thread now, and we...there is nothing we can do!"

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Queen Ma almost fainted, but luckily it was Zhu Biao who quickly supported her.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were red!

"This is absolutely impossible. There is no way our eldest grandson will die like this!"

"You quack doctors, if you can't cure Xiongying, I will kill you now!"

Zhu Yuanzhang showed murderous intent on his face!
He holds the Emperor's Sword in his hand and can fight against anything!
He held the sword tightly and pointed it directly at the doctors!

thump!
The imperial doctors were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and said in great horror:

"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty!"

"He is actually the emperor's eldest grandson. He is seriously ill in his bones. It is too late to cure him now!"

Those imperial doctors were almost crying!

"Grandpa, I, I..."

Zhu Xiongying, who was on the hospital bed, spoke very weakly.

Then he died.

The sword in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand also fell to the ground!

Gone!

His eldest grandson is gone!
"Our eldest grandson, you can't die. What should we do if you die?"

"Grandson, get up!"

"If we don't allow you to die, you can't die!"

Zhu Yuanzhang hugged Zhu Xiongying on the hospital bed and cried like a child.

Queen Ma fainted immediately.

Zhu Biao's heart was bleeding, his son was dead!
If Zhu Biao hadn't supported his mother, he might have fainted.

"Let's let one let, let one let!"

Zhu Di and Zhu Bai rushed in!
When they rushed in, they saw that Zhu Xiongying was dead.

"Xiongying..."

Zhu Di's eyes were red, and he looked at his eldest nephew tremblingly.

He still has a good impression of Zhu Xiongying, this boy is a bit like himself.

Zhu Bai saw this and frowned slightly.

"Is it late?"

There was also some unwillingness on his face.

"By the way, the soul-reviving pill can restore the soul. Maybe there is a way!" Zhu Bai's eyes lit up.

Resurrecting Zhu Xiongying is what he wants to do now.

As long as Zhu Xiongying does not die, Zhu Yunwen cannot be the emperor.

So for Zhu Bai, Zhu Xiongying must live!

He wants to change history!

"Dad, stop crying, maybe I can do something!" Zhu Bai shouted to Zhu Yuanzhang!
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned.

Not only him, but also Zhu Biao, Zhu Di and others were slightly shocked.

They all looked at Zhu Bai in disbelief!

"Xiao Twelve, don't act nonsense!"

Zhu Di's expression changed and he quickly pulled Zhu Bai.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang was at his most furious. If Zhu Bai continued to talk nonsense, it would probably be really dangerous.

Zhu Bai spread his hands and said seriously: "Dad, what I said is the truth. Why don't you let me try it."

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were red. He looked at Lao Twelve and then at Zhu Bai at this time.

"What you said is true. Are you really sure?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.The voice was very deep.

The imperial doctors all looked at each other and sighed slightly in their hearts.

They knew very well that Zhu Xiongying was already dead and had no sign of life.

At this time, even if Daluo Jinxian descends to earth, it may be difficult to save him.

But now when Zhu Bai said this, he obviously felt like nonsense.

Because everyone is already dead, how can he save him?
So this is nonsense.

But for Lao Zhu, he could not accept the fate of his eldest grandson's death.

"Bad boy, don't play tricks on us at this time. If you lie to us, you should know what the consequences will be?" Zhu Yuanzhang said angrily: "If you lie to us, I will kill you!"

"Father, I am your son, please don't scare me!" Zhu Bai said.

Zhu Yuanzhang: "Okay, don't deal with these useless things. Tell me, what can you do?"

Zhu Bai nodded silently, walked over, and looked at Zhu Xiongying again.

Zhu Di looked on.

He wanted to stop him, but Xiao Twelve had already walked over.

Zhu Di was also a little worried.

"Is he really sure?"

But thinking about it, he felt it was impossible.

Because his eldest nephew was already dead. At this time, there was really no cure, and he was also infected with smallpox.

The doctors in the palace were helpless.

So where does this Zhu Bai get his confidence?
"This little Twelve, what on earth is he doing?"

Zhu Di was confused.

The imperial doctors also looked at each other.

There were some changes on their faces, and it took them a long time to react.

In fact, they were also curious, what confidence did Zhu Bai have?
Seeing this, Zhu Bai smiled slightly and took out something from his arms.

When this thing was taken out, it was just a pill.

Everyone was slightly taken aback.

Could it be that he wanted to use some elixir to heal the deceased emperor's eldest grandson?

How can this be?

Queen Ma had recovered. When she looked at this scene, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Mother, don't worry, I'm sure of it." Zhu Bai smiled and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang: "Father, please help Xiongying."

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression changed a little!

Naturally, he understood what Zhu Bai was going to do.

He obviously wanted to use this elixir to cure Zhu Xiongying.

If this were normal, he would definitely not believe it, but in this situation, he could only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Relying on these imperial doctors will definitely not work, and conventional methods must be used.

Seeing this, Zhu Bai no longer hesitated. He fed the soul-reviving pill in his hand directly into Zhu Xiongying's mouth.

The imperial doctors watched.

Queen Ma looked on.

Zhu Biao was watching too!

They also hold a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

In fact, even Zhu Di had doubts. Could it be that the elixir given by Lao Twelve could really cure Zhu Xiongying who died of illness?
Minutes passed by.

But Zhu Xiongying was still unconscious.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked distraught!

Is there really no other way?

The only hope in Lao Zhu's heart was also shattered!

See you!

Zhu Bai didn't care.

I saw him staring at the hospital bed, Zhu Xiongying's current situation!

Whether Zhu Xiongying can survive depends on this time.

　The new book is about to set sail, and I beg for investment and support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)