Obviously, Honghui ignored Yinzhen and just kept grinning at him.

"Where is the imperial physician? What exactly happened? He ordered me to treat his illness, and this is what he did!" Yinzhen's face was dark, and the anger in his voice was obvious to everyone.

"My lord, the imperial physician has gone to bandage the concubine's wounds." Su Xiaobao had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak up. His godfather had been assigned to accompany the concubine, and he wanted to go too; he didn't want to suffer his master's wrath here. Su Xiaobao felt like crying.

"...You go and wait there. Once the concubine has finished bandaging him, have him get over here immediately!" Yinzhen looked at Su Xiaobao with a dark face. Just when Su Xiaobao thought his life was over, Yinzhen spoke.

"Yes, this servant will go right away!" Su Xiaobao practically scrambled away, as if afraid that if he was even a step too slow, he would be dragged away and killed.

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"Let's go see the First Prince," Yin Qingyi said to Qiuju after thinking for a moment after the imperial physician left.

"Your Highness, are you still going to see the First Prince? But what about the Princess Consort..." Qiuju asked, puzzled.

"It's alright." Yin Qingyi shook her head. Yinzhen was in the mansion at the moment, so the Fujin wouldn't dare to do anything. Besides, after what had just happened, Yinzhen would definitely not allow the Fujin to get close to her easily.

Seeing this, Qiuju didn't ask any more questions. She carefully helped Yin Qingyi walk with her other uninjured hand. Su Peisheng saw Yin Qingyi coming out and heading towards Prince Honghui's room, but he didn't stop her. He only needed to keep an eye on his concubine to make sure she didn't get hurt again.

"Bang! Is this how you treat my eldest son?!" Yin Qingyi heard Yin Zhen's furious voice as she approached. She paused slightly, her eyes flashing, but continued walking towards him.

Su Peisheng originally thought that Yin Qingyi wouldn't go over after hearing the noise, but who knew that this mistress Yin was fearless. Even though the master was so angry, she still went over. Wasn't she just asking for trouble? You may dote on her, but can you compare to the master's offspring? Besides, he is the master's only legitimate son. What's the difference between going over there to seek attention and courting death?

"Consort, the master is in a bad mood right now. Why don't you go in later?" Although Su Peisheng was inwardly complaining, he still had to persuade him, otherwise the master might take his anger out on someone else.

"Eunuch Su, I'm just going to see Prince Honghui, I don't intend to do anything." How could Yin Qingyi not know what Su Peisheng was thinking? He simply thought she wanted to use the injury on her hand to make Yinzhen feel sorry for her and punish the Fujin. But Yin Qingyi really didn't think that way. If the Fujin dared to hurt her in front of Yinzhen, in Yinzhen's heart, the Fujin was already unworthy of being a Fujin.

Yin Qingyi stood at the door, looking at the room full of kneeling servants inside. She figured the Fujin wouldn't fall so quickly, especially given Honghui's current state. Besides, she didn't want the Fujin to fall so soon, at least not before Yinzhen ascended the throne. Otherwise, if Kangxi appointed another clever and capable person for Yinzhen, she'd be in for a lot of trouble.

"Your Highness, I mentioned last night that this medicine is too potent, and I dare not say for sure what will happen after drinking it," the imperial physician said calmly.

"Then tell me, can Honghui return to how he was before?" Yinzhen knew the imperial physician had mentioned it last night, but he hadn't expected the medicine to be so effective. Now he could only pray that there was still a way to help Honghui recover.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. I am but a humble servant, lacking in knowledge and ability. I am truly helpless in the face of Prince Honghui's condition." The imperial physician shook his head; he really had no solution.

"Do you believe I'll take your head?!" Yinzhen was furious. His eldest son had been ruined like this. How could he not be angry?

"Your humble servant is incompetent, please forgive me, Your Highness!" The imperial physician knelt on the ground, feeling helpless. This was the life of an imperial physician; his head was always on the line, and he could lose it at the slightest disturbance. He had been prepared for this ever since he became an imperial physician.

"Very well, very well indeed... what a useless wretch! Do you think I can't handle you? Guards, take him away..." Yinzhen was so angry that his hand trembled as he pointed at the imperial physician. He stood up abruptly, ready to have the physician dragged away. But then he saw Yin Qingyi walking in, and his voice immediately fell silent.

"Why are you here? Is your wound hurting?" Yinzhen suppressed his anger and asked softly. The stark contrast left everyone present stunned. What was going on? Wasn't he just now furious and about to order the imperial physician over? Why was he speaking so gently now? Indeed, there's always someone who can subdue another. The concubine is truly capable; she could actually calm down the furious prince instantly.

"No, the imperial physician treated it very well, my wound doesn't hurt anymore. I just wanted to come and see Honghui." Yin Qingyi thought the imperial physician was a good person with a good character, so she didn't mind saying a few nice words to him. Of course, if Yinzhen didn't listen, there was nothing she could do. Anyway, she had already tried her best, hadn't she?

"Him? Hmph! Look what he did to Honghui!" Yinzhen glanced coldly at the kneeling imperial physician, but did not say anything more about having the physician dragged out and beaten to death.

"Honghui? Do you remember me? I'm your stepmother." Ignoring Yinzhen, Yin Qingyi walked to Honghui's side, took his hand, and spoke to him gently. To be honest, Yin Qingyi's feelings towards Honghui were complicated, but one thing she was certain of was that she liked the child. Honghui was very sensible and hadn't been led astray by his mother, the Fujin. Perhaps it was because Honghui hadn't spent much time with his mother growing up, so he hadn't been corrupted. Her feelings were complicated because Honghui was the Fujin's child, and the Fujin and she didn't get along. If Honghui grew up and inherited the throne, the Fujin would become the Empress Dowager, and her life would definitely be difficult. Don't underestimate a woman's ability to hold a grudge; she could hold it for decades without any problem. So, although Yin Qingyi felt a little sad that Honghui was now stunned, she was also relieved. This complex emotion made Yin Qingyi exceptionally gentle towards Honghui.

"Yes, yes." Honghui seemed to sense something and turned to look at Yin Qingyi, mumbling "yes" indistinctly. It was unclear what he meant.

"Honghui, Honghui, you can speak now? Are you better? Imperial Physician, come and see if Honghui is better!" When Yinzhen heard Honghui speak, disbelief flashed in his eyes. Then, he walked over with joy and patted Honghui's shoulder to ask. When Honghui did not speak, he quickly turned to the imperial physician who was still kneeling and called out.

The imperial physician was also bewildered by this situation and immediately stepped forward to take Honghui's pulse. However, as soon as he touched Honghui's pulse, the imperial physician frowned, as there was no sign of improvement. But why?