Mrs. Gu took the string of Buddhist beads picked up by the maid in a daze and muttered to herself: "So fast?"

Eight years ago, when the late emperor was still alive, the Great Jing Dynasty signed an armistice agreement with the southern Yue Kingdom. To show his sincerity, the late emperor sent the then ten-year-old emperor Sun Chuyi to the Yue Kingdom as a hostage. He stayed there for eight full years.

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At the end of last year, the late emperor passed away and he officially ascended the throne at the beginning of this year. He then negotiated with the State of Yue to recruit Chu Yi back to the country.

This was a major matter related to the country, and it was widely spread in the capital. Many people were worried that the Yue Kingdom would not allow the prince to return safely.

Mrs. Gu originally thought so too, and even secretly expected it.

But reality was poured on his head like a bucket of cold water, and the eldest prince returned to the country smoothly!

Nanny Xu didn't know what Mrs. Gu was thinking, so she flattered her: "It's God's blessing. The emperor has been waiting for this day for eight years, and finally he has waited for this day."

"..." Mrs. Gu's face instantly darkened, and she glanced at Nanny Xu gloomily.

Nanny Xu felt her scalp was numb and she hurriedly reported: "Mrs. Tai, His Highness the First Prince seems to be seriously ill. The accompanying personal guards hired a doctor to treat His Highness. Unexpectedly, not only did His Highness fail to be cured, but his illness became even more serious.

The guards had no choice but to alert the prefect. The prefect just invited His Highness to the Danyang Mansion today."

Serious illness?! Mrs. Gu's eyes lit up and her heart beat faster.

It would be great if the eldest prince was really seriously ill and died.

I have always been weak and sick, and it is difficult to live a long life. If something happens to the eldest prince again, in the future... According to etiquette, the ministers have to invite the queen mother, and the clan officials and elders will choose a suitable new monarch among the clan relatives.

The current Queen Mother is the successor of the late Emperor.

Prince Kang was her only biological son. He had the title of legitimate son and had a reputation as a virtuous man. It was conceivable that he would be the first choice to inherit the throne.

Mrs. Gu seemed to have seen the grand occasion of King Kang's ascension to the throne, and a burning light flashed in her eyes.

Her sister-in-law will definitely marry King Kang. In the future, she will become the empress of the Jing Dynasty and her mother will be respected by the world.

By then, their Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, as the Queen’s mother’s family, will surely be able to return to its former glory... No, it will go to a higher level!!

Mrs. Gu turned slightly and raised her eyes to look in the direction of Danyang Mansion.

High in the sky, there are no clouds.

The weather has been very hot recently, the air is dull, there is no wind, and everything from the trees to the people is listless and lazy.

The only exception was the Danyang Prefecture in the center of the city. The entire prefect's office was on standby for the arrival of distinguished guests.

An octagonal palace lantern was lit in the hall, and the candle flame was shining brightly.

"Ahem..."

The handsome young man sitting at the top put his fist to his lips, his face half lowered, and he coughed continuously.

He was dressed in snow-white robes, spotless, and his dark black hair was loosely tied up and half loose.

The warm candlelight poured gently on him, coating him with a layer of gold powder. His skin faintly shone with a light golden luster, making his face as pale as paper, and the tear mole at the end of his eye was as red as blood. He had a sickly and fragile look.

Elegant beauty.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" A middle-aged man wearing a fourth-grade embroidered Yunyan Fei robe next to him stood bowed and asked cautiously.

Chu Yi wiped his mouth with a white handkerchief. There was a sickly flush on his pale cheeks, and his thin chest rose and fell rapidly.

"It's okay, Master Lao He is worried." He smiled slightly, his voice was a little hoarse, and his expression was gentle and elegant.

The eldest prince's character is as gentle as the rumors say, Corporal Lixian. He Zhifu thought to himself, and said: "I will let someone go and see the doctor..."

Before he finished speaking, a young man of medium height walked in quickly and reported to Magistrate He: "Master, Doctor Cheng is here."

After half a cup of tea, a doctor in his fifties, wearing a straight green shirt, hurriedly followed the boy into the hall. He had a Chinese character face, a goatee on his chin, and a black headscarf. His forehead and neck were covered with fine beads of sweat.

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Doctor Cheng had already received the warning and knew that today's patient was a noble person, so he saluted the two of them with fear.

Zhifu He ordered with a majestic expression: "Doctor Cheng, please carefully diagnose His Highness's pulse."

Doctor Cheng responded repeatedly, and then asked Chu Yi to stretch out his left wrist, checked the other person's pulse respectfully, and lowered his eyes intently.

The pulse under the fingers is soft and heavy, weak and slippery, like cotton in the water. This is a deficiency syndrome of insufficient qi and blood, and may even be a sign of short life.

There was silence in the hall.

After a while, Doctor Cheng finally stopped his hand, wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and then said tactfully: "Your Highness is suffering from insufficient Qi and blood, weak bones, and even the invasion of wind and evil. Please give me some warm and nourishing medicine for Your Highness."

The recipe.”

Chu Yi turned his face slightly, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and coughed a few more times.

Xiao Shi gently stroked his back and shouted angrily at Dr. Cheng: "You doctors are talking about Qi deficiency and blood loss. When will our Highness's illness get better?"

"..." Dr. Cheng was sweating profusely and hesitantly said, "How many doses do you need to take first to know..."

Xiao Shi wanted to say something else, but Chu Yi raised his hand to silence him.

Chu Yi smiled gently: "Doctor Cheng, I am in a hurry right now..."

"It doesn't matter." How dare Doctor Cheng argue with the people around the eldest prince.

Soon, a boy prepared pen and ink, and Magistrate He on the side warned him in a condescending tone: "Doctor Cheng, if you need any precious medicinal materials, just ask."

Doctor Cheng responded submissively several times, quickly wrote down the recipe, and gave some instructions on how to prepare the medicine, so that Chu Yi could take a good rest. From the beginning to the end, he did not dare to look directly at Chu Yi.

Chu Yi seemed to feel that his subordinate was being rude, so he ordered another guard: "Sihai, please escort Doctor Cheng out."

The plain-looking young man in gray clasped his fists and accepted the order, and personally sent Doctor Cheng out.

The setting sun at dusk was so golden that it made people unable to keep their eyes open, and the thick air seemed to be frozen.

After passing through a moon cave door, Sihai suddenly stopped, stretched out an arm to stop Doctor Cheng, and asked: "Will the eldest prince recover?"

Except for the two of them, there was no one around.

Doctor Cheng looked around with some embarrassment, swallowed his saliva, and said: "The villain's medical skills are limited...but the imperial doctor should have something to do."

Sihai stared at Dr. Cheng unblinkingly. After three breaths of silence, he added in a cold voice: "Let him weaken naturally and then die of illness. You should have something to do, right?"

The light of the setting sun filtered through the layers of leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on Shihai's face, making his originally ordinary face look extremely strange.

Dr. Cheng: “!!!”
Chapter completed!