Tong Wanyan never speaks without reason; there is always some truth to what she says.

Over the years, because of her, Yinreng avoided many unnecessary things.

Yinreng didn't care how a woman could know so much, but thinking of the divination by the monks at Tanzhe Temple, he guessed that there might really be someone who could glimpse the secrets of heaven. However, the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, and Tong Wanyan could only guide him to discover them.

Following Tong Wanyan's advice, Yinreng suggested to Kangxi that they take a skilled pediatrician with them on their trip and make preparations for escaping the summer heat. A large group of people then left the palace for Rehe.

As Tong Wanyan said, the Eighteenth Prince fell ill upon arriving at the Rehe Imperial Palace.

When the Eighteenth Prince fainted, Yinreng had already left the palace and gone hunting with a group of guards. Once deep in the mountains, it was difficult for any news to get through.

Besides, the young prince is ill and there are imperial physicians present, so there's no need to send Yinreng back. Surely a young prince isn't more important than the crown prince.

With this in mind, the officials that Yinreng brought with him did not go to find him.

When Yinreng returned to the palace, the Eighteenth Prince was already on his deathbed.

"Have all the imperial physicians gone?" As soon as Yinreng returned to the palace, a servant came up to report.

"Not only have the imperial physicians gone there, but the Emperor and all the princes are with the Eighteenth Prince," the eunuch said.

De Shun was extremely anxious. If Yinreng hadn't been there, he would have definitely launched into a tirade of angry words.

Knowing full well that the Emperor harbors resentment towards the Crown Prince and seeks fault in everything, they still failed to report such a significant matter in a timely manner.

Yinreng had a cold and unpleasant expression. He had been scurrying through the woods for most of the day, and dust, sand, and even tree branches had hit his clothes, leaving many marks.

"Prepare the soup, and I will bathe and change my clothes," Yinreng said.

The Eighteenth Prince's condition had not yet improved, so Yinreng naturally wouldn't take a leisurely bath.

From returning to the palace to going to the Eighteenth Prince's room, Yinreng only spent half an incense stick's time.

His hair was braided without being completely dried, and the ends were still damp after he walked briskly.

"You know that the Eighteenth Prince is sick?" This was the first question Kangxi asked Yinreng when he saw him.

His tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

After bowing deeply, Yinreng straightened up and said, "I came here immediately after I returned and learned of this."

"Is that so? Since you knew your brother was seriously ill, why did you go to wash and groom yourself first?" Kangxi asked, staring at Yinreng's braid.

The question was so strange that even Prince Zhi and his elder brother, the Fifteenth Prince, couldn't stand it.

Everyone knows that the Crown Prince is an exceptional archer, and hunting inevitably involves bloodshed. If he comes to visit the sick Prince covered in blood and dust, wouldn't that cause a disturbance to the already ailing Eighteenth Prince?

Moreover, the fact that they rushed over in such a short time shows that they were anxious.

Yinreng did not argue; he simply said, "Your son knows he was wrong."

Did Kangxi want him to admit his mistake?

He just wanted to cause trouble, and Yinreng gave him this reason.

If Yinreng really came looking travel-worn, Kangxi would blame him for not grooming himself and not paying attention to his younger brother's illness.

"Your younger brother is seriously ill, yet you only know how to hunt and have fun, showing no compassion or care. You are unfit to be the Crown Prince." Kangxi sat by the bedside of the Eighteenth Prince, surrounded by people.

The Fifteenth Prince's legs went weak, and he immediately knelt down. He pulled his younger brother, the Seventeenth Prince, along with him, and the Sixteenth Prince, seeing the situation was turning against him, also knelt down.

The imperial physicians and others dared not utter a sound, wishing they were deaf and could not hear anything.

For a moment, only Prince Zhi, Yinreng, and Emperor Kangxi were standing in the room. The atmosphere was as tense as a bowstring, as if an arrow might pierce their hearts at any moment.