Auspicious noble people come and go in a hurry.

After confirming that Concubine Ji had disappeared, Yuan Liu, who was behind the curtain, slowly walked over with a prescription.

He bowed and presented it, saying respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is your prescription. I have recorded the prescription in detail in the file."

In the Imperial Medical Service, whether it is dispensing medicine or prescribing medicine, all records must be kept for future inspection.

Prince Ding came back to his senses from his thoughts and looked down at the words on the yellow paper.

——The prescription prescribed by Liu Yuanzheng is extremely safe and there will definitely not be the slightest mistake.

In the eyes of the imperial physician, this prescription is much more powerful than the Xixia magic medicine "All Things Grow" that Concubine Ji presented to the empress.

If the concubines suffered from headaches, vomiting, anemia, chest pain, or mental depression, they could quickly recover after taking a dose of this medicine.

Prescribing medicine for patients is a science, while prescribing medicine for concubines is about reading the emperor's eyes.

On the surface, this prescription seems to be used to replenish qi and blood and regulate the body, but the dosage is so small, almost like a drop in the bucket, and it is difficult to produce obvious effects in the human body.

When the imperial doctors couldn't figure out what their masters meant, they would prescribe this medicine.

Prince Ding's thoughts were drawn away from Concubine Ji.

He said calmly, "Liu Yuanzheng's pharmacy is a little unrefined."

"The king has internal injuries, and ordinary prescriptions may not be effective. I'd like to trouble the director to prepare a more effective prescription for the king."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanzheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Being an imperial physician in the palace, the most feared thing is not that the master has opinions, but that the master remains silent and they have to guess the master's opinions.

Some concubines clearly had nothing wrong with them, but they insisted on saying that they had a headache.

Some concubines were so thin that they were almost in menopause, but they were still stubborn and insisted on wearing their own green head tags.

Prince Ding's words were pointing him in the right direction.

Liu Yuanzheng bowed his hands and apologized, "Your Highness is right. I was careless just now. I will open a new server for you now."

Prince Ding raised his lips slightly, revealing a warm smile: "Don't be anxious, Director, just take your time. This prince's injury still requires your care. When the emperor asks about it, you can give an explanation."

Liu Yuanzheng bowed and withdrew gratefully.

Prince Ding was of a distinguished status, but he was a humble man, always generous and courteous to his servants. After meeting him today, Liu Yuanzheng felt that the rumors were true.

Yuanzheng Liu gently lifted the curtain, called his apprentice, and went to the backyard to boil medicine.

Prince Ding restrained the smile on his face and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

Winning people's hearts is not something that can be achieved overnight; it requires long-term efforts.

Just like he took the blame for the palace maids in the Chrysanthemum Garden on the emperor's birthday, this reminder and care for Liu Yuanzheng was also a step for him to accumulate reputation.

He had enough patience to devour everything his royal brother had.

During the long wait, a young apprentice came quietly and placed a cup of steaming medicinal tea on the table in front of Prince Ding.

The apprentice raised his head and unexpectedly met Prince Ding's gaze.

He bowed, lowered his head humbly and left.

Prince Ding raised his hand.

On the jade-white wrist, there were two circles of red marks that could not be ignored. Looking closely, the finger marks were mixed with sharp marks of nails, and some blood was faintly seeping out.

He shook his head and pulled out a fingernail-sized piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing from the bottom of the medicine teacup.

The handwriting on the note was thin and clear, with only five words.

"Good luck to the nobles, destroy the evil."

Prince Ding put down the note, and his thoughts, which had gradually calmed down, were disturbed again by this sudden information.

Breaking the evil reappears.

Finally, there was news about the Seven Holy Swords that he had been searching for.

…

The prince's residence.

Since Lady Ji had not shown up yet, the three children started eating early.

Without Concubine Ji's supervision, the Second Prince happily enjoyed the vegetarian banquet.

The eldest prince hesitated for a long time, but still picked up a few green leaves with chopsticks as a token of respect. He didn't want to be so fat that he couldn't walk, as Concubine Ji said.

Xiyan heard that there would be a small test in the evening and didn't want to go back to Kunning Palace, so she stayed to accompany the princes.

When the three of them were about to finish dinner, Wu Qing floated into the dining room like a ghost.

She no longer had the vitality she had during the day, and her once youthful and energetic face seemed to be covered with a lingering layer of gray melancholy.

Wu Qing appeared silently behind the second prince, scaring the eldest prince sitting opposite him so much that he dropped his chopsticks.

The second prince laughed and said, "You are such a grown man and you still drop your chopsticks. Hahahahaha."

At this moment, a cold hand suddenly placed on the back of the second prince's neck, exuding the unique chill of winter.

The second prince's smile gradually froze on his face.

His teeth chattered as he asked anxiously, "What...what, what is that?"

Wu Qing said quietly, "Don't talk while eating, do you understand?"

She smiled gently, and the sound was like the breeze in the middle of the night, with a hint of weirdness and ethereality.

The ghost-like voice of the female prince made the second prince scream. He dropped his chopsticks in panic and hid under the table without caring about his image.

Princess Xiyan, who was eating on the side, put down her chopsticks silently.

She greeted Wu Qing: "...Mrs. Ji, good evening."

Wu Qing then smiled a little, "Good evening."

The second prince staggered to his feet, showing some dissatisfaction, and muttered: "Just come in, my dear, why do you have to scare me like this?"

Wu Qing said, "Then I apologize to you. I'm sorry."

After saying that, she walked to another empty seat and sat down. She didn't pick up any food with her chopsticks, but just stared at the three people in front of her silently.

The eldest prince and the second prince's throats rolled.

Ji Guiren is scary when she speaks, but even scarier when she doesn’t speak!

The eldest prince asked tentatively: "Your Excellency seems to be in a bad mood? Who has offended you?"

Wu Qing held his chin with both hands, dark clouds gathered in his eyes, and his whole body exuded a deep aura of depression.

Why did she run away from Prince Ding?

The answer is actually very simple.

——Wu Qing was devastated by Prince Ding’s words and could only escape by giving up on himself.

During the few seconds when Prince Ding questioned him, Wu Qing knew that he had failed again.

[Prince Ding is right. I ran halfway around the palace with him in my arms. The emperor didn't execute me for the sake of his reputation, but instead praised me. Alas, my IQ was completely crushed by him.]

[I have tried to commit suicide many times, but I have never succeeded. Maybe I am just too stupid. ]

Wu Qing thought back to all the times she had committed suicide.

Kunning Palace spoke out against the Queen.

Draw a pig's head and erotic pictures for the imperial concubine.

Destroying the Holy Chrysanthemum, the Huguo Temple surrendering, assassinating the Emperor, and now...

She obviously works hard every time!

Wu Qing asked himself, if his unscrupulous behavior happened in other palace fighting novels, he would have died several times already.

But is it useful?

She’s still in this book!

Now, she has become the Queen's savior, is regarded as the most proud assistant by the Imperial Concubine, and is the only concubine who has been promoted by the Emperor as an exception...

Wu Qing racked his brains but still couldn't figure out where the problem lay.

After a long time, Wu Qing finally spoke.

"I discovered," she said slowly, "that something seems to be wrong with my life goals."

The second prince was a little curious and couldn't help asking, "What is your life goal now?"

In the harem, the concubines' desires are mostly just those few things.

It could be a higher position, the emperor's deep affection, or the birth of a prince or princess.

Lady Ji is very much loved, what is her goal?

Could it be that she also wants a prince?

Wu Qing took a deep breath: "I might..."

The solemn atmosphere made the three children prick up their ears and hold their breath at the same time.

"Maybe I have to try hard to stay alive." Wu Qing opened his eyes and said sadly.

If I can't die, then doesn't that mean I have to try hard to live in the book?

The three of them were silent: "..."

After laying the groundwork for so long, all I get is this nonsense. How boring.