"Yes." Hearing his lord say this, Wang Zhang had no choice but to nod. He hesitated as he handed over the imperial edict: "Then... this imperial edict?"
"lay down."
"Yes." Wang Zhang hurriedly placed the imperial edict on the desk.
"Has the news of my leg ailment being cured been sent out?" Yu Nanqing asked calmly.
Wang Zhang knew what he was referring to and hurriedly replied, "Your Highness, it will take at least half a month for the message to reach overseas."
“Ten days.” Yu Nanqing’s face was gloomy.
If he could, he couldn't wait a moment longer.
"Yes," Wang Zhang immediately replied.
What can we do but cut back on rest time?
“There is one more thing.” Yu Nanqing’s deep voice was devoid of emotion, and his eyes, as deep as a pool, narrowed slightly: “Send someone to Baiyou Valley to convey my words: the favors of the past should be repaid.”
Wang Zhang had heard a little about this, but he didn't know the specifics. However, he didn't hesitate and said, "Yes."
Since his master had ordered him to send someone to deliver the message, he simply went ahead and did so.
He hesitated for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Your Highness, are these things really unnecessary to tell the Empress?"
Yu Nanqing lowered her eyes to look at the 'dung' figurine on the desk, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Hmm, no need to tell her."
Su Wanyan didn't like these things. Now that he was better, he naturally wouldn't bother her anymore, and she didn't need any of them.
Wang Zhang lowered his eyes upon hearing this: "Yes, then... if Your Highness has nothing else, this servant will take his leave."
Yu Nanqing looked up: "Has the Princess returned?"
"Uh... Your Highness, the Princess Consort just left not long ago." Logically, it's impossible for her to return so quickly.
"Oh." You just left the house a short while ago?
He always felt that Wanyan had been gone for a long time.
Seeing that his master was distracted, Wang Zhang comforted him, "Your Highness, don't worry. We've sent guards to accompany you, and Xiao Bu is always by your side. There's no way anything will go wrong."
Yu Nanqing took a deep breath, composed himself, and said in a calm tone, "Prepare the carriage and we'll go to the palace."
Wang Zhang was stunned. The topic had changed so quickly that he almost didn't react. He quickly bowed and said, "Yes!"
Emperor Yuanhe never imagined that Yu Nanqing would one day voluntarily enter the palace to see him.
It was because of Yu Nanqing's actions that he truly realized that Yu Nanqing's leg ailment had really healed.
When Emperor Yuanhe saw him stand up at the hunting ground, he didn't actually feel it was real.
He always felt that Yu Nanqing had used some kind of medicine, or used his internal energy, or was affected by other external factors, which was why he was able to stand up temporarily.
But now, facing Yu Nanqing standing before him, Emperor Yuanhe could no longer deceive himself.
Even if he was unwilling to admit it, Yu Nanqing had truly recovered.
Not only did he recover, but his face also showed no signs of illness.
Such a serious illness cannot be cured overnight, which means that Yu Nanqing had already been secretly treating him without his knowledge.
Maybe it was a month ago, maybe it was half a year ago, or maybe... Yu Nanqing has never given up on treatment since she became paralyzed.
Inside the Hall of Nourishing Life, Emperor Yuanhe narrowed his eyes dangerously, scrutinizing Yu Nanqing before him. He felt as if he had been toyed with, and a layer of anger welled up in his heart.
"Your Majesty, I have come to pay my respects." Yu Nanqing bowed respectfully.
"Hahaha." Emperor Yuanhe opened his mouth and laughed heartily, but the smile looked very creepy, as if he was about to devour Yu Nanqing alive at any moment.
He said, "I am very pleased to see that you can stand up again."
He pointed at Yu Nanqing as if they were old friends: "It's you who are being unfair. You kept such a big thing from me. If it weren't for the assassins at the hunting grounds, would you have wanted to keep it from me forever?"
"That's good too." Emperor Yuanhe laughed to himself, "In this way, Tingyi's injury can be considered cured. That divine doctor can even cure your leg ailment, so Tingyi's little injury is probably nothing to him."
The imperial edict had just been sent to Prince Gong's residence when Yu Nanqing came to the palace to see him. Emperor Yuanhe was not stupid and had already guessed that he had come for the matter of the divine physician, so he took the initiative and blocked Yu Nanqing's path.
He absolutely had to see the miracle doctor.
He not only wanted to see who the person who cured Yu Nanqing was, but also wanted to recruit that miracle doctor to his own cause.
The divine physician saved Yu Nanqing's life, so it would be perfect to use him against Yu Nanqing.
"The Valley Master of Baiyou Valley has been away from the capital for a month. If Your Majesty wishes to see him, you will have to wait," Yu Nanqing said calmly, ignoring Emperor Yuanhe's long speech.
Emperor Yuanhe's brow furrowed slightly: "You mean, it was Baiyou Valley that cured you?"
Emperor Yuanhe had heard of Baiyou Valley.
However, being in the capital, he knew very little about Baiyou Valley.
All he knew was that when Yu Nanqing returned to the capital from the border, he had been treated by the Valley Master of Baiyou Valley. At that time, he was still wary of the name, but after learning that Yu Nanqing was beyond medical help, he stopped paying attention to it.
Now that Yu Nanqing brought it up again, he narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "Didn't the Valley Master of Hundred Nether Valley also find yourself helpless against your injuries?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing smiled and said, "Now that things have come to this, I no longer need to hide it. When I returned to the capital three years ago, I was treated by the Valley Master of Baiyou Valley. He left a medicinal ingredient in my body. Back then, I was helpless because medicine was hard to find. Now that I have found it, it can be combined with the medicinal ingredient left in my body three years ago, and my leg ailment can be cured."
Emperor Yuanhe clenched his fist involuntarily: "You mean, he had already planted the drug in your body before you returned to the capital?"
His deep, dark eyes already hinted at an impending storm.
Sure enough, Yu Nanqing never gave up on treatment from the very beginning. I thought he had learned his lesson over the past three years, but it turns out he was just biding his time and waiting for the right opportunity.
Then everything makes sense.
All the imperial physicians said that Yu Nanqing was beyond saving, but he stubbornly endured for three years. No matter how much they tried to cut back and make things difficult for him, he was like a weed that could not be pulled out or burned off, stubborn and unyielding!
Even when he sent assassins to kill him, he emerged unscathed.
No wonder, no wonder he could stand up in front of him without warning at the hunting grounds, no wonder he didn't look like he was recovering from a serious illness at all.
I never imagined he had been plotting this from the very beginning!
I see!
Emperor Yuanhe felt like a clown, being played by Yu Nanqing. Anger welled up in his heart, and his eyes turned icy cold.
He gritted his teeth, suppressing the anger between his brows, and asked in a low, dangerous voice, "Why have I never heard you say that before?"
“Nobody asked,” Yu Nanqing said succinctly.
This doesn't mean he intentionally hid it.
Instead, no one paid any attention to his Prince Gong's Mansion.
Emperor Yuanhe was so angry at this answer that he choked and frowned in displeasure: "Even if I didn't ask, you should have told me everything. Your own brother is terminally ill, and I can't do anything about it. Do you know my predicament? You won't even tell me. Are you afraid that I will harm you?"
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