"Your Majesty, please don't worry too much. His Majesty is a lucky man and will surely be alright," Cui Niang comforted Lanqin, who looked gloomy.

"Enough, you don't need to comfort me like that. I understand His Majesty's thoughts to some extent." Lanqin sighed deeply and continued, "Let's wait for His Majesty to return before asking him."

"Your Majesty, long live the Emperor!" Hearing the voice of the maid outside the palace, Lanqin knew that the Fourth Prince had returned from the Hall of Supreme Harmony. However, Lanqin did not get up to greet him as usual, but simply sat at the Luohan table and waited for the Fourth Prince to enter the hall.

As soon as the Fourth Prince stepped into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he saw Lanqin sitting inside. Her usual bright expression was gone, replaced by a gloomy look.

For some unknown reason, Fourth Master glanced at Su Peisheng standing behind him. Under Fourth Master's piercing gaze, Su Peisheng wished he could bury his head in his crotch and dare not look up at Fourth Master.

Still wearing his bright yellow dragon robe, the Fourth Prince strode over to Lanqin and sat down beside her, asking, "Why did you come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation today? Have you had breakfast?"

Hearing that the Fourth Prince did not directly mention his headache and wanted to keep it from her, Lanqin could no longer contain her resentment. She stood up and exclaimed, "Why does Your Majesty always hide things from me? After all these years, does Your Majesty still not know what I truly care about?"

Lanqin's voice choked with emotion, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She looked up at the Fourth Prince and continued, "Your Majesty's health is poor, why do you insist on continuing? Why not consummate your marriage with me sooner?"

Seeing the tears in Lanqin's eyes and hearing her outburst, Fourth Master knew that he hadn't been able to hide the fact that her headache from last night had flared up again.

The Fourth Prince knew he had indeed acted inappropriately, so he waved to the servants, signaling them to leave. Su Peisheng and Cui Niang also knew it was inconvenient to stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation any longer, so they quickly left.

When only he and Lanqin remained in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Fourth Prince could no longer maintain his imperial demeanor. He cupped Lanqin's face and carefully wiped away her tears.

Fearing that he might upset Lanqin even more, the Fourth Prince asked softly, "It's all my fault, why are you crying? You know I can't stand seeing you cry."

"Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine now."

Hearing the Fourth Prince's words, Lanqin didn't stop; instead, her tears flowed even more fiercely. Lanqin cried out, "Your Majesty is reluctant to seek medical treatment; how can I not worry?"

"I'm fine. I just had a slight headache from dealing with state affairs last night. Don't listen to that old bastard Su Peisheng's nonsense." The Fourth Prince then put his arm around Lanqin and gently patted her back.

"Your Majesty, you've had headaches so many times, and you're still not alright."

"Stop crying. You weren't always this prone to tears when you were younger. Why are you shedding so many tears now?" Fourth Master panicked when he saw Lanqin crying so hard, unsure of what to do.

What do you want me to do to stop you crying?

After crying for a while, Lanqin's pent-up emotions dissipated somewhat. She slowly stopped crying, looked at the Fourth Prince, and said, "Your Majesty, I want you to grant me one request."

Seeing Lanqin's red eyes, the Fourth Prince felt a pang of heartache and quickly said, "Qin'er, I will agree to anything."

"Today, Your Majesty, I will not allow you to look at any more memorials. You must accompany me to the Imperial Hospital to ask the head physician about your headache."