The plague came fiercely and looked extremely dangerous, but in fact, not a single person has died so far.

The most seriously ill person was only in a coma, while tens of thousands of people had already died at this time in the previous life.

On the morning of the seventh day, Yuanfeng finally died. The Empress was so shocked that she went insane.

Upon learning of Yuanfeng's death, the emperor was almost in despair and harbored resentment towards Qi Ansheng.

What a load of bull! She's just as useless as that wicked Taoist priest. I wasted my trust in her.

At this moment, the eunuch ran in excitedly: "Great news, great news, Your Majesty! The Third Prince has sent someone to report that he has a way to cure the plague."

The emperor's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, but he still asked a question.

"He doesn't know anything about medicine, how can he be cured? Humph, even our all-powerful goddess can't do anything about it."

Qi An: ...This is for her.

The eunuch said with delight, "It is said that the Third Prince once saved a divine doctor by chance when he was young, and the prescription for treating this plague was sent to his residence by that divine doctor."

Fu Gui cursed, "What a shameless thief! He even resorted to sleight of hand!"

Qi An smiled nonchalantly, "I'm just afraid he won't make a move."

In his desperation, the emperor cried out, "Quickly, quickly send him to the palace with the prescription!"

"Oh dear, this old servant is worried about Your Majesty's health, so I have taken the liberty of having the Third Prince wait outside the palace."

The emperor struggled to lean against the headboard: "Alright, alright, let him in quickly."

Qi An stepped aside without changing his expression.

Yuan Bai, full of pride, strode to the dragon throne, knelt down, and said loudly:

"Your subject pays respects to Your Majesty. Since learning of Your Majesty's illness, Your subject has been so worried that you have been unable to sleep at night and have been racking your brains every day to find ways to share Your Majesty's burdens."

Fortunately, Father Emperor is blessed with great fortune and divine protection, which is why he has sent this remedy for the plague through your son. I have come to present it to Father Emperor.

His words not only expressed his concern for his father as a son, but also attributed the success of obtaining the prescription to the emperor's good fortune, making his statement watertight.

Qi Anxin thought to himself: Although this scoundrel does nothing human, he is indeed good material to be an emperor.

Selfish, indifferent, ruthless, two-faced, and capable of both yielding and acting.

The focus of Fugui'er is not on this.

She pouted and said, "I really couldn't sleep all night, didn't I? I spent all my time grinding the needle."

The emperor was deeply moved: "Third son, you are the most filial. Your father misunderstood you before."

With tears in his eyes, Yuan Bai looked at the emperor with deep affection: "As long as Father can get better, I am willing to do anything."

He added, "Father, rest assured, I have already tested the medicine on the sick guards in the palace, and it works very quickly without any problems."

The eunuch, being very perceptive, personally supervised the imperial physician as he prepared the medicine according to the prescription.

The medicine was quickly served, and Yuan Bai took it, preparing to personally feed it to the emperor.

Just as the medicine was about to be brought to his lips, Qi An suddenly spoke up: "Wait."

Yuan Bai asked warily, "What instructions does the Goddess have for me?"

Qi An stepped forward, examined the medicine, and said, "Although I can't see what's wrong with it, something feels off. I advise Your Majesty not to drink it."

The emperor listened to her to some extent, and hesitated upon hearing this.

Yuan Bai sneered, "The goddess herself has no choice but to forbid others from saving Father Emperor. Is she afraid of having her credit stolen?"

Qi An ignored him and looked directly at the emperor: "Perhaps I will be able to find a solution in a little while. Is Your Majesty sure you don't want to wait?"

The emperor was unsure whether to believe her or not, and dared not gamble.

If she remains so vague, what if she ends up with no other option? Wouldn't I be doomed?

Yuan Bai was extremely anxious. He couldn't delay any longer. If she also produced a prescription, his advantage would be completely lost.

So he steeled himself, picked up the bowl, and took a sip: "Is the goddess relieved now? I can't possibly harm myself, can I?"

The emperor finally abandoned his last shred of hesitation and waved his hand, saying, "Goddess, there's no need for further words. I trust my son."

Qi An smiled politely and said, "Please go ahead."

After taking a bowl of medicine, the high fever quickly subsided, and the emperor felt refreshed and capable of having another hundred or eighty children.

Having narrowly escaped death, he was now extremely satisfied with his son, Yuan Bai.

He immediately made the decision: "By imperial decree, the Third Prince Yuan Bai is deemed to be the Crown Prince, and shall enter the Eastern Palace, for his sincerity and filial piety."

"Your son thanks Your Majesty for your great kindness."

Yuan Bai was extremely excited and kowtowed several times earnestly.

The eunuchs and palace maids also knelt down: "Congratulations, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

The eunuch in charge of writing has already begun drafting the imperial edict. After that, as long as the emperor affixes his jade seal, Yuan Bai will be officially recognized as the crown prince, a foregone conclusion.

He was overjoyed and couldn't help but walk up to Qi An, speaking in a condescending tone.

"You know what my future status will be, it's not too late to regret it now."

Yuan Bai thought to himself, "This slut is quite capable. She can help him with things in the court and also warm his bed in the harem."

The thought that the goddess, whom the people regarded as a deity, would one day be subservient to him made him feel that his manhood was working again.

Yuan Bai decided that as long as Yunyan bowed her head and admitted her mistake, he would forgive her for what she had done.

But if you love someone, then don't expect it.

She betrayed my sincere feelings first.

Fu Gui laughed so hard he almost fell over: "My God, even if there's no mirror, he'll still need to pee, won't he? Doesn't he ever look in the mirror?"

Qi An also laughed: "Speaking of regret, I have a piece of advice for you."

"No one laughs at a loser unless he pops champagne at halftime."

"What?" Yuan Bai didn't understand.

"It's okay, you don't need to understand, anyway there's no future."

After speaking, he looked behind him. The imperial edict had been drafted, and the old emperor was preparing to affix his imperial seal.

Qi An's strange gaze sent a sudden chill down Yuan Bai's spine, and he abruptly turned around...

The next second, the old emperor spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the imperial edict establishing the heir red.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong? Imperial Physician, quickly summon the Imperial Physician..."

Yuan Bai trembled all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and all the blood in his body froze in an instant.

how so?

Every single ingredient was correct, and he even took a sip himself. Why did his father vomit blood?

"Goddess... Goddess, save me..."

The emperor was like a broken faucet, spitting out blood one mouthful after another.

Qi An shook his head regretfully.

“Your body was weak, but you could have held on for at least another day. But your son’s medicine was too potent, and the two clashed, so there’s no hope for you.”

"You're talking nonsense. I drank it too, so why am I fine?"

Yuan Bai argued urgently, his teeth chattering.

Qi An was speechless: "Heh, how old are you and how old are your fathers? Just because he's weak doesn't mean you're weak too."

The old emperor may have seemed energetic and vigorous in recent months, but in reality, he has long been hollowed out.

In addition, after suffering from a high fever for six days due to the epidemic, a dose of strong tonic would surely cause him to vomit blood and die.

Yuan Bai's face turned ashen instantly, and he collapsed to the ground.

A single thought can lead to heaven or hell, in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

"Traitorous wretch, kill him! Kill him for me... kill him..."

The old emperor died halfway through his shout, his eyes wide open, unable to close them in death.

Qi An said sternly, "Guards, throw this traitor who murdered the emperor and killed his father into the imperial prison and give him a cup of poisoned wine."

"Yes, Goddess."

Thus, Yuan Bai was only the Crown Prince for a few minutes before becoming a death row inmate in the imperial prison, which happened to be the same cell where Qi An was held.

He seems to have fulfilled his dream of becoming the crown prince, but it also seems he hasn't; he mainly focuses on the experience of playing a role.

With the emperor dead, everyone knew that from now on, the Goddess would be in charge of the Great Cheng.

She was called a goddess, but in reality, she was a regent.