Inside the bed was a sickly woman. Her face was pale and her skin was like porcelain. Because of a serious illness, the girl's cheekbones were prominent, making her eyelashes appear even thicker and longer. She lay there on the verge of death, seemingly resigned to the true nature of fate.

Several men who looked like imperial physicians surrounded the bed, discussing the matter as if they were surrounded by stars.

Finally, Prince Anping could no longer hold back. He strode over to one of the imperial physicians, grabbed the man's shoulder roughly, and demanded, "You treat the little princess every day, yet you still haven't figured out anything? If anything happens to my precious daughter, I'll make you all pay with your lives!"

The Prince of Anping is the current emperor's cousin, and has been guarding the border for many years.

In that land of fish and rice, he was arrogant and taught the southern barbarians a lesson in one fell swoop, sending them all the way to the other side of the Lancang River. For more than a decade, he has been protecting the people.

Everyone knows that Prince Anping has a bad temper.

Everyone knew that this impatient prince had a daughter with an even worse temper. The imperial physician being questioned was completely flustered and hurriedly knelt down opposite him.

"Your Highness, the young princess is suffering from a deficiency of qi and blood. She would have been fine after some rest and recuperation, but now that she is in the capital, she is being picky and refusing to eat this or that. As the saying goes, 'Man is made of iron, food is made of steel, and you will feel hungry if you miss a meal.'"

Upon hearing this, Prince Anping's already furrowed brows furrowed even more deeply.

It has already coalesced into a giant "川" (river) character.

He roared angrily and shoved the man away.

"What nonsense are you spouting now? Are you implying that the young princess's illness is caused by hunger?"

“Well… in other words,” the man said in a low voice, “you could say that.”

"That's utter nonsense."

In a fit of anger, Prince Anping kicked the man away. The man cowered in the corner, trembling like a stray dog. The other imperial physicians watched Prince Anping's fury and realized that the man was unyielding, and they were all terrified.

Prince Anping approached the young princess.

Anning was on her last breath.

Because he was sick, his face was deathly pale, which made his dark eyes stand out even more.

The two looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Father, why are you making things difficult for them?" the little princess groaned. When Prince Anping saw that the little princess had woken up, he hurriedly moved closer and said, "My good darling, you've finally woken up."

"I've been in a semi-conscious state for a long time now, and lately I've been feeling completely out of it."

The young princess sighed, "When I close my eyes, I feel as if I've returned to our land of fish and rice. Father, I'm just curious, why didn't we stay in western Sichuan? Why did we have to come to the capital?"

this……

How could he possibly explain all the intricacies of this situation to the young princess?

After much hesitation, Prince Anping finally let out a long sigh.

“Some things,” he said, stroking the little princess’s smooth, white forehead with affection, “can’t be explained in just a few words. Ah, you’ll understand as you grow older. It’s so frustrating.”

In fact, the current emperor suffers from paranoia.

Furthermore, because some people are whispering slanderous words in the emperor's ear, the emperor is constantly worried about whether these people will harm him. History has shown many painful lessons, which makes the emperor even more anxious.

Therefore, he sent Prince Anping from western Sichuan to the capital.

Now things are really messed up; Anping King's soldiers, from top to bottom, are all suffering from acclimatization problems.

At first, the young princess felt excited about arriving in the capital, but as time went on, she couldn't eat or drink well, and her condition worsened.

As a result, the young princess's health deteriorated day by day.

Although His Majesty has visited her, what can he do? These imperial physicians were handpicked by His Majesty, and even though they were carefully selected, to be honest, His Majesty is powerless to help with the little princess's strange illness.

At this moment, the Prince of Anping was speechless.

Inside the palace.

Qi Guze was meeting with the emperor.

The Emperor specially summoned him.

In the height of summer, being able to enjoy hibiscus ice porridge is a unique experience and a delight.

At this moment, Qi Guze ate a bowl of food with the Emperor, who then spoke, "Have you found out anything about the Crown Prince recently?"

"The last time we met was in Heping Town. Later, they went to Wuming County. Because of something that happened in the capital, I returned early. Now my subordinates have found out that the Crown Prince has arrived in the capital."

Upon hearing this, the Emperor's face lit up with joy.

The scene from ten years ago was still vivid in his mind. He was extremely excited, his face flushed, and he stood up abruptly.

"Quickly," the Emperor's fingers trembled, "Quickly, summon him in. I need to see him right now, quickly."

But Qi Guze sighed, "Your Majesty's heart is clear to me. But there are two factors that prevent us from letting him meet with you immediately."

"I am the supreme ruler," the current emperor said angrily, "it's easy for me to see whomever I want."

"Your Majesty," Qi Guze raised his voice, "Firstly, the child only resembles you in appearance. We need to investigate further; we need the truth."

Upon hearing this, the Emperor fell silent.

He sighed deeply, "I am extremely anxious, but what you say is true."

Qi Guze also considered the second point: "If he is indeed the Crown Prince, it will be a challenge for him to suddenly come from the common people to live in the capital. He will not be able to get used to it in a short time. Therefore, my opinion is that after his identity is proven, we should arrange for him to study step by step."

The Emperor nodded, "You always manage things in an orderly manner."

"Actually, there's one more crucial point: we need to start with him and investigate him thoroughly."

"I understand," the Emperor said, his face crestfallen. "In the end, it all boils down to the saying 'haste makes waste,' isn't it?"

Qi Guze nodded.

The emperor pondered for a long time, without uttering a single word.

After a moment, the Emperor changed his tone, speaking in a sad and nonchalant manner: "I have one more thing to assign you, and you must handle it well for me."

"Please speak."

“You know that Prince Anping has returned from western Sichuan. It is said that his daughter fell ill as soon as he returned. My intention is that you go and see her in my stead. She must be cured! Do everything you can to cure her. She is his only son. If something happens to her, it will be like the sky falling and the earth collapsing.”

"yes."

The implications here don't need the Emperor's explanation; Qi Guze is well aware of them.

Seeing Gu Ze nod in agreement, the Emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In less than a short while, Qi Guze had left the Qiankun Hall and the palace.

In fact, after arriving in the capital, Qi Guze became extremely busy, dealing with matters of state and people every day. It seemed that he was responsible for handling both major and minor affairs, and the emperor trusted him immensely.

Their trust in him far exceeded their trust in any other prince or other person.

This also established Qi Guze's position in the imperial court.

As soon as Qi Guze stepped out of the Qiankun Palace, he saw Tie Xiong chatting with a thin man. Qi Guze approached, and the man bowed.