Outside the door, Doctor Li came running in hastily, carrying a medicine box on his back. Before he could even salute, he was dragged over by Zong Zhengchen:

"Quick! Show it to the princess!"

Her sickly appearance, as if she was about to die, pierced his heart.

Doctor Li hurriedly took the patient's pulse.

After feeling the pulse, the princess was in good health and the child was relatively safe. There was nothing serious. But seeing her pale face, he said:

"My Lord, there is nothing wrong with the princess's body. I'm afraid it's just a mental illness!"

Feeling depressed and unhappy is an illness that no medicine can cure.

Some people are trapped in their own heart knots and cannot get out of them for their entire lives. It is like they are stuck in a dead end, becoming thinner and thinner and heading towards death.

Physical illness, which afflicts the body, can be healed.

However, if the mental and spiritual wounds are not healed in time, the consequences may be disastrous.

"My Lord, has the princess been worried about anything these days? Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. As long as you can untie the knot in time and get out of it, you will be safe and sound."

Zong Zhengchen looked at Qin Ye with misty eyes.

She sat there quietly, her face as pale as paper from vomiting, her eyelids drooping, and she looked listless, as if she had lost her soul.

It's all because of him.

It's all his fault.

Sudden.

Plop——

With a heavy muffled sound, the man who was standing just now knelt straight on the ground with his knees bent, shocking everyone.

“Your Majesty…”

"Qin Ye," Zong Zhengchen raised his head and looked at Qin Ye, "Stop torturing yourself and the child, please!"

He held her little hand on her knee, leaned over her legs, and raised his eyes with a little moisture:

"Hit me, scold me, vent your anger, don't keep it in your heart, don't do this, Qin Ye, I'm scared if you do this..."

A trembling voice, a humble plea, an urgent desire. He, who had always been proud, knelt down to a woman for the first time. His usually sharp eyes became fragile and moist.

Back then, he only cried when Concubine Xiao died.

This is the second time.

One is his biological mother and the other is his wife, both are the most important women in his life.

"Back then, I watched my mother die with my own eyes. I hated myself for being so young and powerless. No matter how much injustice and hatred I felt, it was all in vain. Since then, I have been so afraid that something similar would happen again."

The man spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Not being able to protect my mother is my lifelong regret and pain. If I can't even protect you now, I won't have the courage to live anymore..."

Moists appeared in the corners of his eyes, and for the first time he revealed his weak side.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is the emperor's most beloved youngest son, the undefeated god of war on the battlefield, and a recognized child of destiny, with power and influence, and he can get whatever he wants.

But at this moment, he bent his noble knees, lay on Qin Ye's legs, his shoulders twitching, and cried like a child.

Li's doctor, Yue'er, Yunying, and the housekeeper all stood on the ground in shock, unable to believe what they saw.

There was gradually light in Qin Ye's confused eyes, and his sight focused on the man, his eyes were stunned and painful.

She didn't want to be so depressed, but her emotions seemed out of her control.

She also wanted to eat, but she had no appetite.

She also wanted to speak, but her lips felt like they weighed a thousand pounds and she couldn't open them.

She was surrounded by negative energy.

She believed him...really...

Qin Ye looked at him for a long, long time. After a long time, he raised his head stiffly, looked at the bright light outside the window, and spoke hoarsely:

"The sun is out, let's go out for a walk."