After hearing this, the Prefect of the Capital looked at Ye Qingcheng and sighed.

"Dr. Ye, I originally thought that your clinic was framed, but the doctor, the prescription and the medicine all came from your clinic, and the evidence was also admitted by your clinic's own people. I can only handle this matter impartially."

"My lord, I went to see the person who filed the lawsuit against my clinic today, but he said he had left the capital."

Therefore, sir, I believe that person must have been instructed by someone to frame our clinic. I implore you to investigate thoroughly.

"Dr. Ye, all the evidence has already been presented. What more do you want me to investigate?"

"My lord, if you are willing to help me find that person and let me confront him, I believe we will be able to find the mastermind behind it and clear my clinic's name."

"Outrageous, Physician Ye! Do you think I'm here solely to serve your clinic?"

If anyone is guilty, it is you, Doctor Ye, who, as the owner of the clinic, cannot escape blame.

However, I have seen that since you, Physician Ye, opened your clinic, you have done many good things for the people of the capital.

That's why I haven't pursued your wrongdoing as the owner of the clinic.

You actually dare to ask me to help you find someone to overturn your case!

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingcheng's expression turned cold: "Sir, do you mean... this case is closed?"

"certainly."

"Very well, since Your Excellency insists on making such a futile attempt to distinguish right from wrong, then this humble woman has no choice but to beg Your Majesty to uphold justice."

Upon hearing this, the Prefect of the Capital frowned slightly, but after a moment he snorted coldly: "Hmph, I, this official, handled the case according to the law, and I have no intention of favoritism or malpractice."

Even if the Emperor himself were to come and see this confession and signature, he would not blame this official.

"Alright, in that case, I'll take my leave."

As Ye Qingcheng spoke, she left Jingzhao Prefecture with Xiao Tao.

"Miss, what's going on with this little village? Why is there a signature on it?"

Ye Qingcheng shook her head: "I don't know either."

"Miss, could it be that the villagers were tortured into confessing?"

"No, the Prefect of the Capital is actually a good official and doesn't seem like the type to abuse prisoners."

"So what's this little village?"

"I don't know. Let's go back to the Cold Courtyard first. I'll wash up and then go to the palace."

"Yes, Miss." "Oh, by the way, Miss, the Prince has returned."

"What? When did you get back?"

"Just two days ago, he was said to have been seriously injured and has been bedridden ever since he came back."

"Seriously injured?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingcheng frowned.

"That's right."

"Didn't he achieve a great victory at the border? How could he be seriously injured?"

"Xiao Tao doesn't know either. Right now, everyone in the capital is saying that the once-glorious Prince of War has been crippled."

"Has the Emperor not sent anyone to treat him?"

"Several more imperial physicians were sent over, but they all said there was nothing they could do."

"No way? Where exactly is he injured? How can there be no way?"

"Xiao Tao doesn't know either; this is all the information I've gathered so far."

After hearing this, Ye Qingcheng sighed: "Forget it, it's better that the dog prince is like this, so he won't think of me."

"Miss, so you mean you're not going to see the Prince?"

"Why are you looking at him?"

"This...Miss, how can you say that the Prince is your husband?"

"Husband? Hmph, I don't want a husband like that."

"But…"

"Alright, Xiao Tao, there's no 'buts'. Our most important thing right now isn't that scoundrel prince, but our clinic."

"Yes, Miss."

The two talked and soon returned to the cold courtyard.

After returning to the Cold Courtyard, Ye Qingcheng went to her room to wash up.

"Miss, let me accompany you to the palace!"

"No need, Xiao Tao, you can stay in the Cold Courtyard. I can go to the palace by myself."

"Alright, Miss, will you bring the young master back with you?"

"meeting."

After saying that.

Ye Qingcheng then left the cold courtyard and headed towards the palace.

This way.

Inside the palace.

The Empress's bedroom.

"Mother, that Physician Ye has returned unharmed. We sent out so many people, but we failed. He's really lucky to be alive."

"Hmph, come back, let her come back! She's not that important to me anymore."

"Hmm? Mother, what do you mean by that?"

"We wanted Doctor Ye dead before because we were afraid she would cure the Empress Dowager."

It is said that the seventh brother has returned severely injured and is on the verge of death, so he has no chance of getting that position.

So whether or not this Doctor Ye returns, it won't affect us at all.

Even if she cured the Empress Dowager's illness, what then? Could the Empress Dowager still insist on supporting a useless person?

After hearing this, the Crown Prince nodded: "What Mother says is absolutely right."

"However, Your Highness, although Physician Ye has returned, he still has to die."

"Hmm? Mother, this is..."

"This Physician Ye has superb medical skills. I'm afraid the Emperor will send her to treat the Seventh Prince."

"Don't worry, Mother. The imperial physicians sent by Father Emperor said that the seventh prince is covered in wounds and has been poisoned with a rare toxin. Even a god couldn't save him."

"What? You've been poisoned?"

"That's right."

"Then it seems that the seventh prince is truly ruined. Have you been to the Prince of Han's residence to check on him?"

“I went there. I heard from the servants in his courtyard that when the seventh prince came back, Qinglong carried him back, and he was covered in blood when he returned.”

When I went to his room, he was lying there, unable to move at all.

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