Song Qingxue took a look at the eldest prince's recent prescription, and the more she read, the more her brows furrowed.

"These drugs can indeed save lives, but they are also somewhat toxic. Don't take them in the future."

"Toxic?" The eldest prince was a little surprised. "I have been taking this prescription for more than 20 years, but I have never heard any imperial physician say that it is toxic."

"Of course they won't tell you." Song Qingxue's face looked unhappy. "Your physical problem must have been brought from your mother's womb, but it's not a congenital disease."

"What?"

"To put it simply, you were poisoned when your mother was pregnant with you. The poison remained in your body and could not be removed, which is why your health has always been poor."

It was not uncommon for concubines to be poisoned when they were pregnant in the imperial palace, but it was quite rare for a child like the eldest prince to be born alive even though his mother was poisoned.

In a sense, the sickly eldest prince was also a strong man. He should have been aborted in the womb, but he managed to live to the age of 28!

But now, the eldest prince has met her. If nothing unexpected happens or he is assassinated, he will naturally not die young.

However, why did no one tell the eldest prince the real reason for his poor health?

It is obvious that the pulse signs of poisoning and disease are different, and those imperial doctors are all talented and knowledgeable. Even if one or two of them made a mistake in taking the pulse, it is impossible for all of them to make a mistake, right?

Could it be that someone deliberately bribed the imperial physicians and ordered them to do this on purpose?

Song Qingxue did not delve into the matter, but Xiahou Chongyuan fell into deep thought after hearing her thoughts.

If the late emperor was still alive, it would have been reasonable to keep the eldest prince's illness under control. After all, he was the eldest son, and according to the order of succession, if he was in better health, he would be the most suitable candidate for the crown prince.

But the previous emperor has passed away, and Xiahou Le has been the emperor for several years. Who would be afraid of the eldest prince?

When he was born, the current Queen Mother had not yet entered the palace, so it was impossible for her to instigate this matter. But after the ten princes of the entire royal family competed for the throne, only the three of them were left.

Excluding Xiahou Le and the Queen Mother, it was obvious who was behind the scenes.

But how can we verify this? Ask those bribed doctors?

Thinking of this, Xiahou Chongyuan suddenly asked: "Minghao, who are the doctors who have treated you over the years?"

The eldest prince thought for a moment and said, "Doctor Zhou and Doctor Li."

"Um."

Song Qingxue listened to the two people talking while she was busy writing the prescription, and immediately understood what Xiahou Chongyuan was trying to do.

But now that the eldest prince was in front of her, she couldn't say anything, so she kept her mouth shut and wrote out the prescription.

She blew away the ink that had not yet dried on the paper before placing the prescription in front of the eldest prince.

"Your Highness, make the amount I wrote and drink it three times a day."

"Okay." The eldest prince took a quick look and put away the prescription. Then he said, "Auntie, don't call me Your Highness. Just call me by my name like Uncle. We are all family. Calling me Your Highness seems too strange."

"Okay." Song Qingxue nodded.

She didn't know much about the eldest prince, and even in the original text, there were only a few brief introductions about him.

Xiahou Minghao, the eldest prince of the Dongyue Dynasty, was a sickly person since he was born. He died at the age of 28.

The book never tells us what his personality is like or who he is friends with.

In layman's terms, he is purely a background character of noble status, and the purpose of his existence is just to highlight how suitable Xiahou Chun is to be the emperor.

I spoke to him briefly today and found that he has a good personality.

He looks calm and gentle, not as irritable and suspicious as Xiahou Chongyuan, nor as hypocritical and artificial as Xiahou Chun. He is a person who makes people feel comfortable to get along with.

Seeing that she had an unexpectedly good impression of Xiahou Minghao, Xiahou Chongyuan's heart suddenly became alarmed.

He tried his best to remain calm on the surface and said, "It's getting late today, Minghao, you should listen to your aunt and take the medicine from this prescription first. I will go back to the palace with her first."

He is calm and gentle, while I am irritable and suspicious, right? Then you decide whether I will give you a chance to stay with him!

"Okay." Xiahou Minghao responded and stood up.

After sending the two to the door, Xiahou Minghao said, "It's dark and windy at night, be careful on the road."

"Yeah." Xiahou Chongyuan responded and got into the car with the help of Lin Xian.

Song Qingxue followed him up, but immediately opened the curtain, poked her head out and shouted, "Your Highness."

Xiahou Minghao took two steps forward upon hearing the voice, "Aunt Imperial, do you have anything else to say?"

Song Qingxue said: "After drinking the prescription I just gave you, you may feel dizzy and nauseous. This is normal. If you encounter this, don't worry. Just send someone to the palace to call me."

"good."

Song Qingxue nodded and asked Lin Xian to urge the horse to go.

The carriage moved slowly forward in the silent night. Song Qingxue leaned against the wall of the carriage and leaned towards Xiahou Chongyuan, saying, "My Lord, you just asked about the doctor of the eldest prince in the mansion. Do you want to find out who is behind the harm?"

"Yeah." Xiahou Chongyuan responded first, then frowned and said in a strange tone: "Why do you care so much about Minghao?"

"Ah?" Song Qingxue was a little confused. "How can I care about him? I just want to know what you are going to do next!"

However, Xiahou Chongyuan still remembered the comparison she had just made between him and Xiahou Minghao, and he didn't listen to her words at all. He continued to speak on his own: "So what do you think of Minghao?"

"I'm fine, what's wrong?" Song Qingxue was even more confused. Why did she not understand what he meant today?

Xiahou Chongyuan gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you think he's good?"

"Uh, what do you mean?" Why is this man acting so strange today? She thought he had a good temper these days, but it turned out to be an illusion.

This is a landmine! I don't know where the pit is buried. If you touch it accidentally, it will explode.

It's true to say that he has a moody temperament.

Oh, the weather is unpredictable.

Xiahou Chongyuan sneered, "If you are dissatisfied with me, you can just say it out loud. There is no need to put on such an expression."

"Have you eaten dynamite?" This is really inexplicable, there must be something wrong with you!

After saying this, the two of them didn't speak again along the way.

Xiahou Chongyuan didn't know what had gotten into his bad temper, and he went straight back to the main courtyard when he got home.

Song Qingxue washed up and returned to the palace, but she couldn't figure it out. What kind of bad temper did Xiahou Chongyuan have? He was fine in the eldest prince's mansion, why did he lose his temper when he came out?

Could it be that he was blaming her for disturbing him and the eldest prince's discussion about the illness without permission?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but frown.

Xiahou Chongyuan went out early today and stayed in the eldest prince's mansion until midnight. What on earth do they have so much to talk about?

Could it be that they really went there to discuss their medical condition?

But their diseases are not of the same type!

No! She has to go and ask clearly!