"Leaving aside the Huang family, Han Yi is really not being given any credit. His master is promoting him, but he still makes excuses!"

He's clearly not someone who's indifferent to fame and fortune, yet he hesitated in the face of such a great temptation—that's just how spoiled he is!

I've met people with tempers before, but never before have they gathered in such large numbers as today.

"It's normal for Han Yi to have reservations because he doesn't know my identity."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yong felt heartbroken.

He found his decades-long position on the verge of collapse.

Despite digging so many traps to bury Han Yi in a short period of time, the Emperor remained steadfast in protecting him and even found various reasons to exonerate him.

He had never received such treatment.

The stone was too heavy to move, so Qi Yong immediately moved on to another target.

He bit his tongue, deciding to vent his anger on Liu Zhiyuan.

"Your Majesty, putting aside Han Yi, Liu Zhiyuan must be severely punished. Since ancient times, the Confucian tradition has been based on Heaven, Earth, Ruler, Parents, and Teacher. He actually put Your Majesty last, which is extremely disrespectful. Even if Your Majesty is magnanimous, you cannot ignore this."

"Qi Yong," Ji Xuan said helplessly, "if you're unhappy, go downstairs and have a drink to cheer yourself up."

"Please don't cause me any trouble, okay?" Ji Xuan added in her mind.

Qi Yong is good in every way, except that he is petty and will try to make trouble for anyone who displeases him. Fortunately, he still has some bottom line and will not push people to the brink.

Ji Xuan knew his personality and had only listened to him.

Anyway, without his own approval, Qi Yong wouldn't dare to actually do anything.

"How can that be? This servant must serve His Majesty."

“No need,” Ji Xuan quickly said, “I want to be alone!”

He was truly afraid of Qi Yong.

“Alright then,” Qi Yong said, sounding aggrieved. “I’ll be right at the door. If Your Majesty needs anything, just call me.”

"Go quickly!"

"Then, this servant will go!" Her words were filled with reluctance.

Ji Xuan didn't speak, but only curled the corners of her lips when Qi Yong had completely left.

My ears can finally have some peace and quiet. Next time I go out, I'm not taking Qi Yong with me. He's such a chatterbox.

Outside the door, Qi Yong, knowing he was not favored by his master, stood with a dark face, like a door god.

"Sir," the waiter said solicitously as he came in, "let me get you a chair."

"No need, stay away," Qi Yong snorted coldly. "I'm already in a bit of a mess, don't bother me."

“Alright,” the waiter said, his good intentions met with a reprimand. He lowered his head in grievance. “I won’t disturb you any longer, sir. I’ll take my leave.”

An hour later, Qi Yong regretted it, realizing he shouldn't have let his momentary anger cause him trouble.

Now that I'm older, I can't do what I used to do. My legs go numb after just one hour.

I'm getting old, I really am getting old, I can only massage myself now.

When Liu Zhiyuan arrived, he couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw Qi Yong bending over, sticking out his buttocks, and pounding his legs.

Even a damned eunuch has met his end!

They always talk about rules and etiquette, and they're always lecturing people with palace regulations. They never thought they'd end up like this.

Clearing his throat lightly to remind himself of his presence, Liu Zhiyuan stared intently at Qi Yong with a smile.

Hearing the voice, Qi Yong looked up and saw Liu Zhiyuan gloating. He immediately froze, his face darkening as he asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"With His Majesty here, his subjects should naturally follow."

I should have done it earlier, but I was busy preparing things for my master, which is why it's so late now.

However, it was precisely because of this that we had the opportunity to see Qi Yong, that damned eunuch, make a fool of himself.

Liu Zhiyuan felt that today's incident would make him laugh for a year. He wanted to know if the dead eunuch still had the nerve to use any etiquette or rules to suppress him.

Upon hearing this, Qi Yong cursed inwardly.

Why didn't you come earlier? Why did you have to wait until you made a fool of yourself to come? Are you deliberately trying to mess with me?

I'll remember this. Just wait, I'll make sure you get what's coming to you!

He straightened his body, slowly flicked his sleeves, and slightly raised his chin. "His Majesty does not wish to see anyone. You shall wait."

“I can see that,” Liu Zhiyuan nodded seriously. “Otherwise, your legs wouldn’t be numb from standing.”

After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "Waiter, could you please bring me a chair and a pot of hot tea? Thank you for your trouble."

Seeing this, Qi Yong gritted his teeth in anger, "Liu Zhiyuan, this is not over. I'll remember this."

After saying that, ignoring the numbness in his legs, he stood straight at the door.

"Whatever you want," Liu Zhiyuan said, sitting in his chair and sipping the tea the waiter had poured for him. "Others may fear you, but I certainly don't."

Yes, he did not have the emperor's favor, but he had medical skills.

Moreover, the dead eunuch was not as favored by the emperor as he thought; otherwise, the entire court would have been thrown into chaos by him long ago.

Thinking about this, I suddenly felt that the tea in my mouth was becoming more and more fragrant and mellow.

Seeing his leisurely and carefree demeanor, Qi Yong became jealous, and his resolve to make things difficult for Liu Zhiyuan grew stronger.

"Qi Yong, Liu Qing, you two come in."

After a short rest, Ji Xuan looked noticeably better; her eyes were slightly sleepy, but her spirits were quite high.

"Your Majesty, I am Liu Zhiyuan, the Imperial Physician."

"No need for formalities, please rise." Ji Xuan nodded slightly. "Minister Liu, please book another room later. Qi Yong will be fine here."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yong immediately puffed out his chest and looked at Liu Zhiyuan with a provocative gaze.

"Your Majesty obeys the decree." Liu Zhiyuan stood up and said with difficulty, "My master said that His Majesty's health is weak and he must wait carefully, taking his pulse every half hour and administering acupuncture to maintain his qi and blood."

“Well then,” Ji Xuan looked around, “Qi Yong, you should book a room yourself. This room is really too small and won’t fit.”

Qi Yong, who already had a bad feeling, completely froze when he heard this. "Master, this servant doesn't take up much space. Any place to step will do."

“Eunuch Qi,” Liu Zhiyuan said slowly, “His Majesty kindly showed his concern for your old age and declining strength. How can you bear to betray such a kindness?”

Old age and declining strength? A polymath?

Qi Yong had always avoided these four words at all costs, but Liu Zhiyuan rubbed salt into the wound.

Qi Yong was really angry.

After suppressing her anger, she forced a smile and said, "What you say makes sense, Master. I will leave now."

After saying that, she turned around cleanly and decisively, which surprised Liu Zhiyuan.

“Eunuch Qi,” he touched his nose, “now he’s completely at odds with me.”

Anything unusual is suspicious; they might be plotting something wicked.

Liu Zhiyuan decided that since the dead eunuch dared to scheme against him, he would repay him tenfold or a hundredfold when he fell ill.

Anyway, I'm still young, I can outlast him!

"Please don't be offended, Minister Liu," Ji Xuan chuckled, "Qi Yong was just acting out of spite."

The reason why Qi Yong was able to gain Ji Xuan's trust was because he was sensible, he didn't touch what he shouldn't touch, and he wouldn't do what he shouldn't do.

Even now, no matter how angry she is, she knows that Ji Xuan's treatment is the most important thing, and she won't get entangled with Liu Zhiyuan too much.

"Let's not talk about that. Your Majesty's health is of utmost importance," Liu Zhiyuan said seriously. "I will first take Your Majesty's pulse."