Song Siyuan tried his best to control his emotions.
Although he remained in the Imperial Hospital, he was still aware of the situation in the capital. He had been very worried since the Crown Prince's disappearance, but his main concern was for his daughter, fearing that she might be too frightened and that something might happen to both mother and child.
He originally wanted to visit Song Xibai at the manor, but his son dissuaded him.
Song Xinian tried to persuade him for several days before finally convincing him.
Fortunately, news kept coming home, and Song Siyuan was relieved to learn that her daughter was doing well.
But half a month ago, Song Xinian suddenly brought him a strange thing and asked him to find a way to collect the emperor's blood.
At the time, Song Siyuan was completely puzzled and forced Song Xinian to explain. Only then did he learn that the person sitting on the dragon throne was a fake emperor!
If that's the case, then there's no need to be loyal to him!
Song Siyuan's thoughts were simple, and he believed that his son would not lie to him, so he had no psychological burden.
However, the emperor always took good care of his health, so obtaining his blood was not easy.
I finally finished the task today!
Song Siyuan's heart was pounding in his throat. He clutched his medicine box tightly the whole way, afraid that someone would discover the secret inside.
Finally, the two returned to the Imperial Hospital. Song Siyuan, under the pretext of studying prescriptions, pulled Physician Fu into a room and then locked the door.
Physician Fu acted swiftly, taking out a box from a corner, opening it layer by layer, and taking out a glass tube.
"This is the blood of the Eighth Prince."
Song Siyuan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "When did you get the Eighth Prince's blood?"
Physician Fu waved his hand.
"That's not important."
After saying that, he took out two more glass tubes from the box.
"These belong to the King of Wu and the Sixth Prince. They originally wanted to take them from His Highness the Crown Prince, but these tubes are not easy to make, so they can only wait until later."
After Physician Fu finished speaking, he quickly placed several items on the table and nodded to Song Siyuan.
"Imperial Physician Song?"
Song Siyuan understood, opened his medicine box, and took out a syringe-like object.
"It contains a special powder that prevents the blood from clotting temporarily, but the effect is very short-lived."
He added an explanation.
In fact, Physician Fu was much more familiar with these things than he was.
If the emperor hadn't been so cautious and hadn't been unable to reach him, Song Siyuan wouldn't have needed to intervene at all.
It's not that Song Siyuan isn't trustworthy, but rather that he is Song Xibai's father, and Mr. Jin doesn't want him to take any risks.
As for Physician Fu... he had already accepted the Crown Prince's offer of service when he was treating Song Xibai at the Eastern Palace, becoming one of the Crown Prince's pawns.
Otherwise, how could he have passed the examination so quickly and become a formal imperial physician?
Otherwise, why would Dingxiang be running to the Imperial Pharmacy every few days to get any medicine so easily?
Physician Fu took a deep breath, held it, and began the experiment.
There were only a few drops of blood in the syringe. He carefully dripped them into several small bowls, and then dripped in the blood of several princes.
A moment later, the blood of the emperor and the eighth prince mingled, but the blood of the emperor and the other two princes remained distinct and did not mix.
He let out a long breath.
According to the letter Mr. Jin sent, if everything is to be compatible, we will have to find another way and tamper with the props.
There's no need for that now, since the fake emperor's blood is different from that of the King of Wu and the Sixth Prince.
"As expected, God has eyes!"
Physician Fu rubbed his eyes and quickly packed up all his things.
Throughout the entire process, Song Siyuan couldn't help even if he wanted to. Only after watching him finish did he belatedly realize what was happening and tried to ask a question.
"Doctor Fu, do you know my son?"
Physician Fu was speechless. He pulled him aside and whispered, "I am the Crown Prince's man."
Song Siyuan was startled, then breathed a sigh of relief and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.
"That's good, that's good."
Looking at him like this, Physician Fu shook his head inwardly.
Now I finally understand what the young master Song meant by his hesitant expression when he mentioned his father.
After tidying up, Physician Fu pretended nothing had happened and left the room, secretly delivering a letter to Mr. Jin.
Song Xibai only learned about these two things in the evening.
"Didn't they say he faked his death? How did he escape and get burned?" Song Xibai was very surprised.
The crown prince frowned deeply.
"This matter has also exceeded my expectations. I have inquired and confirmed that it was not done on the spur of the moment by my subordinates; it was truly Consort Shu who ran out on her own."
Song Xibai muttered, "Even if we were to escape, we wouldn't deliberately run towards a fire! By the way, who came up with this plan? I used fire escape before, and now we're using it again. Aren't we afraid of arousing suspicion?"
The crown prince was speechless for a moment, unsure how to respond.
"It is the Junior Chamberlain."
Song Xibai blinked, and after thinking for a while, she remembered that the Junior Chamberlain was Consort Guo's father.
She couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
"I won't comment further on the people around His Highness. However, does Mr. Jin agree with this plan?"
After several encounters with Mr. Jin, Song Xibai had come to know him somewhat. Mr. Jin was very meticulous in his work, so logically he shouldn't have agreed!
Setting fire to the palace... There are so many palace maids and eunuchs in the palace, even in the remote and secluded cold palaces. Moreover, the palace buildings are densely packed, and if a gust of wind blows, the fire could easily spread, affecting far more than just a small palace.
The fire that Song Xibai set on his own estate was the result of numerous discussions and plans. Everyone deliberated and finalized every little detail before it was carried out.
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