Mu Bai and Mu Xiao, following He Lin's instructions, had no choice but to come to His Highness's bedchamber.
I don't know if it's because Nineteen is too strong, or if they are simply not strong enough.
Anyway, no matter what they did, they couldn't get the blanket off.
"Father...Father Emperor..." The silence beneath the nineteen quilts could no longer be broken.
He never imagined in his life that he would utter such words.
He had lived for more than a decade and had never felt love from his parents.
Fatherly love—what a longed-for word.
"The disease is contagious, Father, it's best to keep your distance."
He wasn't afraid of losing his own life, but he was afraid that His Highness would be implicated because of it.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Bai and Mu Xiao stopped what they were doing, hoping that His Majesty would leave soon.
"A terrible disease, is it really smallpox?" Because of He Jinran, He Lin's mood fluctuated wildly, hanging in the balance.
His Jin'er's condition has been fluctuating ever since she fell ill.
This personality also changes accordingly.
For example, right now, he's being exceptionally obedient.
"Has Jin'er recovered from her cold? Why does her voice sound so low and hoarse?"
Nineteen was drenched in cold sweat.
"Perhaps due to illness... my throat is swollen, making it difficult to speak."
He Lin's face showed even more worry, and he began to speak haltingly.
He immediately instructed his personal attendant, "Tell the imperial kitchen to cook some mung bean porridge."
The eunuch accepted the order and withdrew.
"Rest well, your father will come to see you later," He Lin said gently.
The nineteenth day was like a general amnesty.
But in the midst of relaxation,
Suddenly, He Lin yanked the quilt off.
Nineteen's face, covered by a veil, was revealed.
In just a moment,
Nineteen bent over, curling up on the bed like a shrimp, never daring to raise her head.
He was waiting.
Waiting for His Majesty to pronounce judgment on his crimes.
At the same time, he also harbored a sliver of relief, hoping that His Majesty would not discover the fact that he was not His Highness.
During this time, Mu Bai and Mu Xiao's faces turned as white as paper.
They had the same thought in their minds.
It’s over~~~
He Lin fell silent the moment he saw Nineteen… then let out a long sigh.
After a long pause, he slowly said,
"Jin'er, please rest well."
Nineteen was slightly taken aback, but saw that His Majesty had already left.
He Lin turned around and went to the Imperial Hospital, wanting to hear what the imperial physicians had to say.
Unexpectedly, the conclusion reached was that...
"His Highness the Crown Prince's hidden illness resembles smallpox, yet it is not. We are currently investigating it."
Since He Jinran contracted a disease similar to smallpox, the physicians of the Imperial Medical Academy have been racking their brains to find a solution.
He Lin thought to himself, "A bunch of traitors, and they've been won over by Jin'er so quickly."
"Don't keep me waiting too long, or the Imperial Medical Academy will replace you at any time!"
He left a cold remark and turned away.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I obey your command." The imperial physicians, including Physician Liu, were anxious and began to do their best to find a way to save His Highness.
...At this moment, He Jinran was anxiously walking on the road, preparing to find his master to reminisce.
In recent days, he has been busy with matters related to the Nuwa Temple.
With Qiu Yan's help, He Jinran has already chosen a location for the Nuwa Temple, which is located in the suburbs of the imperial city.
He has already found a sculptor.
He was a renowned stone carving craftsman, and he primarily carved seals and similar items.
Last year, he had carved a pair of small stone lions, so he thought he would take on a challenge.
He Jinran had never undertaken such a large-scale project as sculpting the goddess Nuwa.
It wasn't that He Jinran trusted him; it was because there were very few people capable of doing his job.
He Jinran went to great lengths to find five people, but four of them declined.
One person was afraid that he might not carve well and offend the goddess Nuwa.
The three men took on other work, which was carving Buddhist statues in grottoes.
The only remaining person is the craftsman that He Jinran has currently hired.
The craftsman begins carving.
The construction of the temple must, of course, be carried out first.
After thinking it over, He Jinran decided that he might as well write a letter himself and send it to Huaiyuan.
He was thinking that Qiu Dafu had many years of experience in temples.
On the street, He Jinran's thoughts were racing as he walked towards the General's Mansion.
Passing by the Jiang family compound,
He thought of Jiang Liu, and then of Qiu Dafu.
In the blink of an eye, he saw his master appear on Dongjin Street.
"Master, I was just looking for you. Where are you going?"
Li Zheng: "Just taking a walk."
Upon hearing this, He Jinran suddenly had a whimsical idea, "Grandmaster, take me to your old mansion. I want to see the place where my mother grew up."
"..." Li Zheng nodded. So, Xiao Ran knew everything.
"Okay." Since we're already in Shangjin, it wouldn't hurt to go back and visit.
There, all I could see were traces of my daughter.
Time flies, but his longing for his daughter has not diminished at all; on the contrary, it has grown stronger.
“Master, why don’t we tidy up the mansion and make it habitable?” He Jinran suddenly had a brilliant idea.
"Hmm." Li Zheng thought to himself, "It must be completely ruined by now. If you like it, then I'll give it to you."
"Thank you, Grandpa."
He Jinran's sudden address made Li Zheng's fingertips tremble slightly.
His worst fears came true.
Xiao Ran has become a prince.
He looked at He Jinran.
Then, he added, "Grandpa probably doesn't know, but Xiao Ran has a younger sister."
"..." Li Zheng was taken aback. Xiao Ran's younger sister should be in the palace.
"Sister? What sister?"
“Twin sisters,” He Jinran said earnestly.
"What?!" This news was too shocking. Originally, Li Zheng had decided to return tomorrow.
Where is she?
He Jinran: "..."
...At the General's Mansion today, Qiu Yan was busy, personally cooking, with two cooks and Feng Hua Liu Sha assisting her.
By this time, they had already prepared a table of delicious food, waiting for their younger siblings to come home for a meal.
When Qiu Xu and Qiu Ling'er returned, Qiu Dazhi and Du Changjun also returned one after another.
What the four of them saw was a bustling scene at the General's Mansion.
When the servants of the General's Mansion saw Qiu Xu's nephew and uncle, as well as Du Changjun, they all stepped forward to greet them and congratulate them on passing the imperial examination with flying colors.
Butler Gu treated Qiu Xu and the other two with special regard, always smiling as he looked at Qiu Xu.
Qiu Ling'er suddenly felt as if she didn't exist when she stood with the three of them.
Well, what can we do? My brothers are the main characters today.
As Qiu Xu and his group entered the mansion...
Ling Qi and Ling Ba also led Ling Chuyi and Zhao Ruolan back.
"Ling Qi, you've raised such an easy son." Ling Ba looked at Ling Chuyi and Zhao Ruolan's smiling faces, and his heart, which had been following the general on his campaign, felt a little more relaxed.
"Auntie is kind-hearted. From the first day of the lunar new year onwards, I will treat her like my own mother and be filial to her." Ling Qi was sincerely grateful to Qiu Yumei.
Without Qiu Yumei, there would be no Ling Chuyi.
“But it seems like we’re from different generations.” Ling Ba said, glancing at Qiu Yumei, who was smiling as she walked toward the two children.
Zhao Ruolan: "Mother, I can play shuttlecock now."
Ling Chuyi: "Aunt, I can do it too."
Qiu Yumei's smile remained unchanged.
Ling Qi...
He walked towards his son and said sternly, "On the first day of the lunar month, she is your great-aunt; you can't call her that."
Ling Chuyi stuck out her tongue. "No, if that's the case, wouldn't I have to call Lan'er 'Auntie'?"
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