"Your Highness doesn't want to get up early for school, but this trick won't work; it's too obvious," Physician Zhang kindly reminded him.

"Doctor Zhang, what do you think about me burning it again? Wouldn't that make it less abrupt?" Ye Jingchen asked earnestly.

Imperial Physician Zhang's lips twitched. "Your Highness, fever is very dangerous. You must not put yourself in danger."

"You just need to report back to Father Emperor as I say. Whether Father Emperor is willing to believe it or not is up to me."

"Alright." Doctor Zhang had no other choice but to agree.

"Thank you very much, Physician Zhang," Ye Jingchen said sincerely.

"This old minister will report back to Your Majesty tomorrow."

When the old doctor left, his back was hunched over.

"Your Highness, you really go to great lengths to avoid morning classes!"

Fangfei, who witnessed all of this, thought to herself.

"Your Highness, although His Majesty dotes on you, he has always been very strict with your studies. This trick of yours will not work," she kindly reminded you.

"This is just a starting point," Ye Jingchen said nonchalantly.

"You may all leave. I should retire for the night. Remember to wake me up early tomorrow!" Ye Jingchen said, stretching as he waved them away.

Office workers usually start work at eight o'clock, so why should a prince like him start his morning reading at six o'clock?

Even office workers get to work six days a week and have one day off, so why does a crown prince only get one day off a month?

He transmigrated into the book and was given a second chance at life. Was he here to suffer?

He's so young, how can he endure such hardship?

His brothers and classmates shouldn't have to suffer like this either!