The emperor's gaze lingered on the crown prince for a long while before he looked away and slowly said, "Bring that Taoist priest here. I have some questions for him."
"yes!"
The guards quickly stopped Qi Wuhe, who was bound hand and foot and about to be taken to the imperial prison, and brought him in.
The emperor looked at Qi Wuhe with a complex expression in his eyes.
The emperor has already woken up.
After the court officials offered their congratulations, they dispersed on their own.
Once outside the palace, some people started running. They thought the weather was about to change, but the weather was still the same. This was terrifying!
The Crown Prince and Qi Wuhe were left behind.
The crown prince understood why he had been kept behind. His father had just woken up and feared that he would rebel, so he used the pretext of attending to his father's illness to keep him in the palace, which was tantamount to placing him under house arrest.
If nothing unexpected happens, a purge has probably already begun in the court, and his cronies are in grave danger.
He understood, but the crown prince could do nothing about it.
He could only listen to the emperor and Qi Wuhe talk about pharmacology.
Qi Wuhe recounted in detail how he collected and processed the medicinal herbs to refine that single elixir. He also told the emperor that there was only one of these herbs, and once it was consumed, it would be impossible to refine another one. From then on, the emperor could only use some nourishing medicines to maintain his health.
The emperor was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, but having faced death himself, he was broad-minded and did not insist.
He immediately issued an edict, designating Baiyun Temple as the National Temple and Qi Wuhe as the National Preceptor, which sparked countless speculations.
Wait until the next day.
The Crown Prince and Qi Wuhe left the palace at the same time.
The two people are now worlds apart in status.
One is a powerful and influential imperial advisor capable of bringing the dead back to life; the other is a crown prince who has been purged of his followers and is now merely a figurehead.
Qi Wuhe bowed to the Crown Prince, who snorted coldly and walked away dejectedly.
Qi Wuhe didn't mind. He always felt that it would be easy for that woman to save the emperor's life, but it would probably be much harder for the crown prince in the future.
night.
The Ninth Prince's Residence.
Li Ye and Linghu Lan were playing chess under the lamp.
Qi Wuhe came to visit him.
Li Ye had countless questions in her mind and was about to ask him when she hurriedly called out, "Please come in! Please come in!"
Qi Wuhe entered and bowed respectfully to the two of them.
Li Ye hurriedly asked, "Master Qi, what exactly is going on? Didn't we already give those pills to Father Emperor before? Could it be that the last pills didn't work, and the ones you refined this time are the good ones?"
Qi Wuhe chuckled and looked at Linghu Lan.
Linghu Lan gently shook her head. Her Li Ye was a boy who only loved to look at the stars. She could ask him about strange and fun things, but it was better to keep him away from these court affairs.
Qi Wuhe understood and repeated what he had said to the emperor to Li Ye.
Li Ye listened with admiration and said with a smile, "My mother said back then that Baiyun Temple was the best temple in the world, and now it seems that she was right. From now on, we should call the abbot the National Preceptor."
Qi Wuhe shook his head repeatedly, saying he dared not, and his gaze fell on Linghu Lan.
He didn't know why, on that day, when the Ninth Prince's Consort came to him and asked him to feed the Emperor the invisible "medicine," he inexplicably agreed.
Looking back, he realized that he had actually trusted her a long time ago, but he just didn't realize it.
It is said that fortune and honor are found in danger, but in fact, there is a sliver of certainty in this danger. At least the woman in front of him has never disappointed him, and he has finally achieved his wish of becoming the Imperial Advisor.
Everything is preordained by fate.
They left the Ninth Prince's residence.
Everything went back to how it was before.
His Majesty is His Majesty, the Crown Prince is the Crown Prince, and the Ninth Prince is still the Ninth Prince.
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