Just as Miao Shou was about to unleash his power, Fourth Master suddenly sprang into action, launching an unexpected attack on the unsuspecting Miao Shou. In an instant, the entire courtyard was filled with the sounds of punches being thrown and dodges being made.
"Fourth Master, I have lost!" The skilled hand's strength was ultimately limited, and his defensive posture became slower and slower. In the end, he could not withstand the Fourth Master's fierce attack.
"You haven't lost yet, how can you so easily admit defeat?" Fourth Master said, puzzled.
“I can see that Fourth Prince’s breathing technique allows him to maintain his stamina for a long time, while my defensive approach will ultimately lead to my defeat in terms of stamina.” The Master of Chess now held a truly different view of this Fourth Prince, a man of both literary and martial talents. Previously, he only knew that the Manchus were martial and had little knowledge of their cultural refinement, but the chess match that morning had completely changed his disdain for them.
As for this martial arts competition, judging from Fourth Master's footwork and moves, his martial arts skills are definitely not inferior to mine. But he's old enough to be Fourth Master's grandson!
"You flatter me, sir. It was only by chance that I was able to defeat you with your Wing Chun. Your movements were truly fluid and impenetrable. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find a single opening. It was an absolutely superb set of boxing. If I hadn't been exhausted, I probably wouldn't have been able to win either," Fourth Master praised generously, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor.
Lanqin listened to these words and thought to herself: Wing Chun is indeed not bad, but for Si Si to still win is really amazing, isn't it?
"Fourth Prince, there's no need for you to be so modest. I, a man of the mountains, keep my word and will certainly accompany you to see my father-in-law. However, now, this old man needs to rest for a while, and I beg Your Highness's permission." Miao Shou's face was ashen, showing that he had just used up a great deal of his vital energy.
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They managed to enter Jinan City before the city gates closed.
When the Fourth Prince brought the skilled doctor before Emperor Kangxi, the latter was also enduring excruciating pain. The doctor opened a worn-out medicine chest and took out silver needles of varying lengths; a chilling shiver ran through everyone present. After the doctor used the needles for a while, Kangxi's pain indeed lessened.
After finishing the acupuncture treatment for Emperor Kangxi, Miaoshou, carrying her medicine box, pulled the Fourth Prince out of the house.
"Your Highness, the Emperor's illness is somewhat troublesome. However, I can still treat it, but every medicine has its effects and side effects. I will first perform acupuncture on the Emperor, and then administer as little medicine as possible," said the skilled physician.
The Fourth Prince nodded and said solemnly, "You must be very careful; Father's health must not be compromised in any way!"
Miaoshou readily agreed and prepared to administer acupuncture to Emperor Kangxi. Naturally, the Fourth Prince granted his request.
The Fourth Prince and Lanqin stood inside the imperial tent, watching as palace servants began frantically carrying out Miao Shou's instructions.
"Your Majesty, there's no need to worry too much. I believe His Majesty is blessed with good fortune and everything will be alright," Lanqin said, looking at the Fourth Prince with his furrowed brows.
"Hmm, but Miaoshou has been inside for so long?" Fourth Master still looked into the house with unease, wanting to go in and check.
"Sir, headaches are a very stubborn ailment. The skilled doctor has done his best, so please don't worry too much. Nothing is absolute, and the outcome may be unexpected."
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