Thump~

The moment Yan Wan lifted the veil, the teacup in Ji Mosheng's hand slipped from his grasp, rolled twice on the ground, and his hand remained still holding the teacup.

He thought he must be too tired lately, his eyes were blurry, and he was hallucinating, otherwise how could he see Miss Yan, no, his sister-in-law?

Seeing that Ji Mosheng was somewhat stunned by the fright, Jing Xi smiled and smoothed things over, saying, "Wan'er, it seems you've frightened our former Crown Prince."

Ji Mosheng then realized that he had lost his composure and hurriedly stood up to apologize to Yan Wan, "I'm sorry, Miss Yan, no, Sister-in-law, and Jing Xi, it was my ignorance that caused me to lose my composure. Please forgive me."

Jing Xi waved her hand dismissively, indicating that it was nothing. Yan Wan also said softly, "Your Highness, there's no need for that. It was Jing Xi and I who came here without permission, and we were the ones who were impolite."

"I wonder how my sister-in-law came back to life? I don't doubt my sister-in-law or Jing Xi, it's just that this matter is too unbelievable." Ji Mosheng said gently. He had to find out the cause and effect, otherwise, if it was an assassin, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yan Wan and Jing Xi weren't stupid either. They realized that Ji Mosheng was testing them. The two exchanged a glance, and Yan Wan slowly said, "Your Highness, this matter may sound beyond your comprehension, but everything I say is true. Jing Xi and I are not actually from this world. By chance, we came to this world. During the time I was supposed to be dead, I didn't actually die, but rather I returned to our world."

Ji Mosheng was somewhat numb. He could understand these words individually, so why couldn't he understand them when they were put together?

Jing Xi looked at Ji Mosheng with some suspicion, and she testified, "Your Highness, you may be very curious as to why I would make such a shocking statement as 'one love for one lifetime' at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, and also Yan Ji Hot Pot. These things are not things that your era has. These can prove that Wan'er and I come from another world."

Ji Mosheng was stunned for a moment. Oh, so that's how it is. That makes sense.

Ji Mosheng dispelled his doubts and said, "I presume you came to see me today because of my brother, the Emperor?"

"Yes, I wish to see him. Please, Your Highness, take me to the palace," Yan Wanteng stood up, curtsied, and pleaded.

"It's possible, but I have another question. Why did you fake your death to go back to your world, only to come back again?" Ji Mosheng couldn't understand. She had already gone home, so why did she come back? According to what they just said, going back to their world should have been what they both wanted.

Yan Wan closed her eyes briefly and said softly, "Your Highness, because the world we live in now is a book, and we are all characters existing within that book. Before I came here, I had read this book."

Ji Mosheng took a deep breath. Everything he had heard today was challenging everything he had learned from books and his teacher.

In the world of the book, Ji Mosheng suddenly looked up at Yan Wan and said in a daze, "Then wouldn't that mean that our fates, including that of the Empress, would all be known by her?"

Yan Wan nodded, then shook her head. "When I was reading the book, you were all characters created by the author. But the more I read, the more I felt sorry for one person, for his past, and for his ending. So, by chance, I came to this world."

“When I first arrived, I was overjoyed, thinking that I could change his fate through my own efforts. But later, I found out that it wasn’t like that. Because of my appearance, the original story in the book was disrupted. Now, everything has deviated from the main plot, and I don’t know how your story ends.” Yan Wan finished explaining the whole story in one breath.

Ji Mosheng sighed. So that's how it is. He was actually a little envious of his elder brother, but also a little gratified. His elder brother had finally overcome his hardships and achieved happiness.

"Sister-in-law, do you want to change my brother's fate? Why?" Ji Mosheng hesitated for a moment before finally asking.

“Yes. Because I stood at the beginning of the story, watching him head towards his inevitable death, and I couldn’t bear it.” Yan Wan turned and looked in the direction of the palace as she spoke.

Ji Mosheng didn't know how to describe his feelings. He didn't know that his elder brother's fate was death. After hearing Yan Wan's answer, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Miss Yan came, and his elder brother could be saved.

Ji Mosheng turned to look at Yan Wan and Jing Xi and said, "Then let's go into the palace now, sister-in-law. I'll take you into the palace to find my brother."

Jing Xi got up from her chair and said softly to Yan Wan, "Wan'er, then you go to the palace with His Highness the Crown Prince, oh no, Prince Sheng. I'll go to the Yan residence and the hot pot restaurant to tell Yan's parents, as well as Gu Yu, that you're back. That silly girl Gu Yu has been crying so much since she found out you passed away that she's almost gone blind. No one can persuade her."

Yan Wan looked at Jing Xi gratefully, stepped forward and hugged her, saying, "Jing Xi, thank you, thank you so much."

Jing Xi reached out and rubbed Yan Wan's head, saying, "It's alright, go ahead." Then, Jing Xi nodded goodbye to Ji Mosheng and left first.

Ji Mosheng felt a little lost watching Jing Xi's departing figure; she ultimately did not belong to him.

"Sister-in-law, let's go." Ji Mosheng suppressed the myriad thoughts in his heart and said to Yan Wan beside him. His brother's illness could not be delayed. Now that his sister-in-law has returned, his brother might not be willing to die.

The carriage slowly drove out of Ji Mosheng's mansion and hurried into the palace.

"Sister-in-law, this is it." Ji Mosheng led Yan Wan to the entrance of Ji Mohan's bedroom and stopped, turning to Yan Wan to say this.

Yan Wan looked up and saw three large characters in front of her: "Chengqian Hall". She felt a little emotional. "Hanhan, I'm back. I'll be able to see you soon."

"Your Majesty, I'll leave here. I'll take my leave now." Ji Mosheng tactfully withdrew, leaving the rest to his elder brother and sister-in-law to handle themselves.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Yan Wan curtsied to Ji Mosheng and said gratefully.

Ji Mosheng nodded and left. Yan Wan took a deep breath. She wanted to go inside, but hesitated. What if he didn't want to see her?

Forget it, never mind, I'll go see him first. She has to see Ji Mohan first.

Before Yan Wan could reach the door, a man in black emerged from the shadows and blocked her way, saying coldly, "Your Majesty's bedchamber is off-limits without permission."

Yan Wan looked up and realized she recognized the person blocking her way. She exclaimed happily, "Xiao Wu, don't you recognize me?"

The man in black blocking Yan Wan's path realized she recognized him. He glanced down at her, and upon recognizing her, rubbed his eyes in disbelief. "Your Highness, Your Highness." Suddenly, Xiao Wu's eyes reddened. The princess was back; his master was saved.

Yan Wan smiled and nodded, saying, "It's me. May I come in?"

Xiao Wu hurriedly withdrew his hand that was blocking him, nodding his head vigorously. He didn't know why the deceased princess had returned; he only knew that his master was saved. Seeing his master's increasingly emaciated body, they felt terrible.

Yan Wan saw that Xiao Liu had lowered his arm and knew what he meant. Yan Wan said softly, "Thank you. What is Han Han doing now?"

Xiao Wu scratched his head, somewhat uncertainly saying, "Master should be resting." After all, Master's health was deteriorating, and he was often unconscious, refusing treatment from the imperial physicians.

Yan Wan nodded and said, "Xiao Wu, go to the Imperial Hospital and invite two imperial physicians to come and wait. Then go to the Imperial Kitchen and get some refreshing side dishes and porridge."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Xiao Wu disappeared in a flash, overjoyed. They were happier than anyone else that their master was well. These guards were all orphans. If it weren't for their master's kindness in taking them in and feeding them, they might have starved to death long ago.

After seeing Xiao Wu leave, Yan Wan took a deep breath, gently pushed open the door, and went inside.

She glanced around but didn't find any trace of Ji Mohan. Yan Wan continued walking inside, and only stopped when she reached the bedside.

Yan Wan looked at Ji Mohan on the bed, who was so thin he was almost unrecognizable. She hesitated to approach him, and tears streamed down her face. Hadn't she told him to rest well, eat well, and live a good life? How did he end up so weak? Hanhan used to be so healthy and strong.

Yan Wan slowly moved towards the bedside. When she reached it, she saw Ji Mohan still unconscious, emaciated, breathing weakly, his face deathly pale, the veins under his skin clearly visible. Yan Wan gently sat down on the edge of the bed. Ji Mohan still hadn't woken up. He used to be the most alert. Yan Wan covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face. Seeing Ji Mohan on the verge of death, her heart ached terribly.

Yan Wan's tears fell onto Ji Mohan's hand. The person in his sleep seemed to be disturbed, and he slowly opened his eyes. He seemed to hear someone crying beside him.

Ji Mohan couldn't help but wonder, would anyone still feel sad for him?

Those who would feel sorry for him are long gone.

Ji Mohan slowly opened his cold eyes and met Yan Wan's teary eyes. When Yan Wan saw that Ji Mohan was awake, she cried even harder.

Ji Mohan was stunned for a long time. He struggled to sit up slowly, looked at Yan Wan who was crying sadly, and sighed helplessly. Why was she still crying so much in his dream?

Ji Mohan smiled and reached out to wipe Yan Wan's tears. Yan Wan just stared at Ji Mohan as she cried, her tears seeming endless; the more he wiped, the more tears she shed. Ji Mohan sighed and said softly, "Don't cry, Yan Wan."

It's not worth it for him.

"Waaaaah, didn't I tell you to take good care of yourself? Eat well, rest well, how did you end up like this?" Yan Wan cried and questioned indignantly.

Ji Mohan moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end all his words turned into a dry sentence, "I'm fine, don't cry, Yan Wan."

Looking at Yan Wan, who was still crying, Ji Mohan felt even more disgusted with himself. In his dream, he had made Yan Wan cry so sadly. He was truly a worthless person.

Yan Wan couldn't stop crying, so Ji Mohan sat up and gently pulled her into his arms. He hadn't hugged Yan Wan in a long time, and the moment they met, she cried so sadly. He gently stroked her back to comfort her. This dream felt unusually real.

Yan Wan sobbed for a while, and Ji Mohan patiently wiped away her tears and comforted her. It took Yan Wan a long time to stop crying. With red eyes, she looked at Ji Mohan and whispered, "Hanhan, I'm back. How are you? I'm not doing well. I miss you so much."

Ji Mohan stared blankly at Yan Wan. This scene had appeared in his dreams countless times, but each time it was a lie. Every time he woke up from his dream, he was faced with the cold palace and a sense of loss. Then he could no longer fall asleep and could only lie there with his eyes open waiting for dawn.

Ji Mohan gently rubbed Yan Wan's head and said, "Yan Wan, I'm doing well, don't worry."

I'm sorry, he lied.

Actually, he was having a very bad time.

But he couldn't say it.

Because Yan Wan wanted him to be happy.

Otherwise, she would be unhappy and blame him for not taking good care of himself.

Yan Wan's tears, which she had finally managed to stop, started falling again. She said angrily, "Liar, you lied to me."

Ji Mohan didn't argue with her, but smiled and raised his hand to wipe away Yan Wan's tears that were flowing again.

Ta-da!

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the imperial physician has arrived," Xiao Wu's voice rang out from outside the door.

Upon hearing this, Yan Wan hurriedly got up, opened the door, took the tray from Xiao Wu, and then ushered the two imperial physicians in. The two physicians looked at this unfamiliar woman and were unsure of what to do.

Yan Wan didn't make things difficult for the two of them. Instead, she got straight to the point and said, "Come here quickly, take His Majesty's pulse, and prescribe some medicine to help him get better."

The two imperial physicians dared not step forward rashly. After all, since His Majesty fell ill, he had ordered that they not treat him. Yet this young woman was acting recklessly in front of His Majesty, and His Majesty did not stop her.

Yan Wan looked at the two imperial physicians who looked like quails, and was about to repeat herself when Ji Mohan spoke up: "Do as she says."

Having received His Majesty's order, the two dared to step forward to take her pulse. However, their hearts were already filled with turmoil, for this young lady held considerable weight in His Majesty's heart.

After the two men took turns checking Ji Mohan's pulse, their expressions were somewhat grave. Yan Wan hurriedly asked, "How is His Majesty's health?"

Ji Mohan smiled at Yan Wan, who was worried about him. "Silly girl, he knows his own body. He won't live much longer."

The two imperial physicians exchanged glances, then looked up at His Majesty, only to find him staring intently at the young woman, completely unconcerned about the outcome, as if he weren't the one being treated.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty has been ill for a long time and has not taken any medicine. His mind is troubled, and now His Majesty's body is too weak. It seems that His Majesty's lifespan may be shortened." The imperial physician said with a forced smile. His Majesty's body could not withstand any more abuse, but he dared not be too explicit.

Yan Wan murmured, "Shortening his lifespan, how could this be?" She anxiously looked up at the two imperial physicians, "Is there any way to make him better?"

The two imperial physicians exchanged a glance and said, "If we gradually nourish him with food therapy, and supplement him with ginseng, snow lotus, and other medicines, he can slowly recover." His Majesty can be saved, but he is unwilling to take medicine or receive treatment; he suffers from a mental illness.

Yan Wan's eyes lit up immediately, and she said, "Please ask the two imperial physicians to prescribe the medicine. I will make sure His Majesty takes it properly." Yan Wan was somewhat pleased; thankfully, she hadn't returned too late.

"Yes." The two imperial physicians bowed and withdrew. It had been the young lady who had been speaking, and His Majesty had not objected. It seemed that His Majesty must be very fond of that young lady.

After seeing the two imperial physicians off, Yan Wan looked at Ji Mohan happily and said, "That's great, Hanhan, you're getting better! As long as you take your medicine and eat well, we'll be fully recovered soon!"

Looking at the happy Yan Wan, Ji Mohan's eyes dimmed slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Is my illness cured? Do you care?"