Modern medicine is still better.

Wei Xiuchu was speechless and didn't know how to thank An Ning.

His face is no longer recognizable as it originally was, it's covered with scars, and it can actually be cured?

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The Imperial Palace.

The emperor was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and his face, which always showed no emotion, now turned frighteningly pale.

He slammed the desk so hard that the entire imperial study shook three times.

"Seal the capital! Search! Search till death! If you can't find them, all of you shall die!"

The emperor was so excited that he seemed to be crazy and couldn't speak clearly. "How dare he? How dare he! This is treason!"

The emperor was so frightened that his whole body trembled. "Pass it on! Pass my order! Announce to the world that Prince Yong killed the princess and intended to seize power and usurp the throne!"

Upon hearing this, the chief eunuch's eyes widened like bells and he hurried to Wenchang Pavilion to convey the order. When he stepped over the threshold, he almost fell down and his hat fell off.

The world is going to change!

When Wei Wuji entered the imperial study, he saw the mess on the floor.

The bookshelf was overturned, and all kinds of valuable cultural relics were scattered all over the floor and broken into pieces.

He ignored the scattered porcelain fragments, knelt on his knees, and said in a deep voice: "I have heard the emperor's decree, and the emperor's uncle is really bold."

The emperor turned around suddenly, revealing a pair of frighteningly red eyes, "Haven't you always been closest to him?"

Wei Wuji frowned, bowed his hands, and said in a pious voice, "It's just the filial piety that the younger generation should fulfill to the elders. I know who my biological father is, and I also know who is the king of the entire Wei Zhao. If the King of Yong goes against you, I will kill him without hesitation."

The young man raised his eyes and looked at the emperor who was high above him.

The emperor stared into Wei Wuji's eyes, trying to detect a hint of hypocrisy in them.

But the young man's eyes were clear, open, resolute and rational.

The emperor twirled the jade ring in his hand, his mind heavy with thought.

It seems that his guess was right. Wei Linglong had a sudden realization that day and did tell Wei Xiuchu about the incident.

Right now, he needed someone who would definitely stand on his side to capture Wei Xiuchu.

Looking at the young man at his feet, the emperor finally spoke, "Then you go and arrest Wei Xiuchu yourself."

Only then did he realize that Wei Wuji's knees were bleeding from kneeling on the porcelain tiles.

But Wei Wuji didn't say a word and just knelt for a long time.

He quickly helped Wei Wuji up, "Wuji, get up quickly, why didn't you say anything?"

Wei Wuji's face was serious. "Etiquette cannot be abolished. Father is the emperor first, then the father. So what if there is a piece of porcelain?"

The emperor felt very pleased when he heard this.

This son has always been the one who respects and admires me the most.

My filial piety to Wei Xiuchu was nothing more than my filial piety since childhood.

The prince is upright to begin with, and cannot tolerate any impurities in his eyes. Now that he has heard that Wei Xiuchu is rebelling, how could he still stand on Wei Xiuchu's side?

The last trace of doubt in the emperor's heart disappeared.

"While it's still early, you should quickly seal off the city and lead three thousand, no, five thousand guards to conduct a carpet search of the capital! Oh, and don't let anyone outside the city go either."

The emperor patted Wei Wuji on the shoulder and said, "Wuji, I know you won't let your father down."

Wei Wuji said in a deep voice: "I will definitely live up to your trust."

After explaining some more matters, Wei Wuji turned and left.

The elegance and gentleness on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by coldness and disgust.

The moment he walked out of the imperial study, the bright morning sun shone through the palace eaves, shining on his indifferent face and illuminating the sadness in his eyes.

The young man stepped down the white marble steps, his back looking eerily lonely.