Although the world outside is beautiful, it seems that all of this has nothing to do with Yinzuo. After all, his biological father and brother look at him more strictly than the prisoners in the sky prison. He wants to let the birds fly high in the sky and the fish jump wide in the sea, but there are only two words - no way.
"Sometimes I feel like a tiny bird, wanting to fly but unable to soar high. Perhaps one day I'll perch on a branch and become a hunter's target. I'll soar into the sky, only to find myself helpless. Every time it's late at night and everyone is asleep, I can't fall asleep. I wonder if my tomorrow isn't the only one that won't be better..."
Yinzhen is almost dying of worry right now. Ever since he went to Prince Zhao's mansion and brought Yinzuo into the palace, he has been emo for three whole days. His little song has also changed from "I want to fly higher" to "I want to fly but I can't fly high enough"...
Of course, if Yinzuo only sang songs, Yinzhen would not be so worried, but he couldn't help but think that Yinzuo not only had a good voice, but was also a good father. The three days of Yinzuo's emo were as long as three years for Yinzhen.
"Fourth Brother, how much longer can he keep going like this? Otherwise, you should find a way to coax him. Even if his body can hold on, his voice won't be able to bear it. You're the same. Why bother provoking him for no reason? If he wants to sleep, just let him sleep. Now it's okay. He won't sleep, but no one else can either. I've been so annoyed by his noise these past few days..."
You should, it's a headache. If you find him annoying, why not send him back? That way, everyone will have peace and quiet. And you still ask how long he can last? Haha, it's still hard to tell. It will last until you give in. Let me find a way to coax him, but if I use this method, I will be the first to suffer.
"Khan Ama, if you have a headache, why don't you go back to the bedroom and rest for a while? I think he'll have to stay like this for a while. Don't worry, I'll have someone bring the memorial over shortly. I'll stay here to watch over him and make sure nothing happens to Sixth Brother."
Kangxi didn't want to leave, but as long as he stood there, Yinzuo's voices would get louder and louder. How could Kangxi not know the character of the child he had raised since childhood? The reason why the little bastard did this was simply to force him to compromise.
In the past, Kangxi might have agreed to his request out of pity, but now the controversy over the succession has just passed, and the court seems calm, but who knows how many undercurrents are surging behind the scenes. At this critical juncture, Kangxi dared not let his precious child go, so he could only let Yinzuo continue to make trouble, thinking that he would stop when he got tired of making trouble.
No matter how good Yinzuo's voice was, it was almost ruined after singing karaoke for three consecutive days. He finally managed to hold on until sunset, but his voice was completely unable to produce any sound. He barely managed a cracking high note to end his work for the day. Master Yinzuo began to reserve... Bah, it should be that Prince Zhao was finally planning to call it a day.
"Su Peisheng, hurry up, go get me a glass of water. Don't make it too hot, or my throat will hurt."
Hearing Yinzuo's hoarse and low voice, Yinzhen frowned, waved his hand to signal Su Peisheng to pour water, and stood up and walked towards Yinzuo.
"Hmph, you still think your throat hurts? You're howling at the top of your lungs all day long, it would be strange if it didn't hurt. Do you feel how badly your throat hurts? If not, don't force it. Forget it, I think we should call the imperial physician to check you out, otherwise I'm afraid you'll be voiceless when you wake up tomorrow morning."
The imperial physician invited to the Palace of Heavenly Purity was naturally Yinzuo's old acquaintance - Imperial Physician Wang. Imperial Physician Wang and Yinzuo were really getting tired of seeing each other now. As soon as Imperial Physician Wang came in through the door and learned that the person he was going to see today was still Yinzuo's ancestor, his face immediately put on a mask of pain. Of course, Yinzuo's expression didn't get much better after he saw Imperial Physician Wang again.
"Doctor Wang, please help check his throat. He's been talking a lot these days, and his throat isn't just hoarse, it's also very painful..."
Doctor Wang was still a little reserved when facing the newly appointed Crown Prince. After bowing to Yinzhen, he took the medicine box and walked towards Yinzuo who was next to him.
From childhood to adulthood, no matter whether Yinzuo had a major illness or a minor disaster, it was Doctor Wang who took care of him. Doctor Wang knew everything about his physical condition. He placed his finger on Yinzuo's pulse and examined him for a moment with his eyes closed. He then asked Yinzuo to open his mouth to check the condition of his throat, stood up, walked to the table beside him, took a pen and ink, and began to prescribe a prescription for him.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. The prince's throat condition is not serious. He just hasn't been sleeping well these past few days, which has caused liver fire. I will prescribe him some medicine and he will be fine."
Getting angry? Prescribe medicine? Yinzuo shuddered when he heard these four words coming out of Doctor Wang's mouth. As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter. Doctor Wang usually wanted to add coptis root to the medicine he prescribed for him. This medicine for clearing heat must be even more bitter.
"Fourth brother, I don't want to drink the medicine. This old man is really evil. Look at what's in this prescription? Coptis chinensis, Astragalus membranaceus, Gardenia jasminoides. If I drink this medicine, I'll turn into bitter melon. I won't drink it, I won't drink it..."
Yinzhen is not Kangxi. Although he usually spoils Yinzuo, he is not as unscrupulous and unprincipled as Kangxi. Even though Yinzuo's face is almost wrinkled like a bitter gourd, the medicine is quickly boiled and served.
"Four He, look at this medicine, it's pitch black and looks scary, so can I not drink it?"
That was obviously not possible. Yinzhen glanced at Yinzuo who had already retreated, reached out to take the medicine bowl from Wanquan, and walked towards Yinzuo.
"Sixth brother, do you want to drink it yourself, or does Fourth Brother feed you?"
Do you want to drink it yourself or does your fourth brother pour it into you? Is this a difficult choice? Yinzuo was a well-known hero. Faced with his fourth brother's blatant threat, he took the medicine bowl with ease.
"Drink it yourself, I drink it myself. It's just a medicine, right? Why bother Fourth Brother with such a small matter?"
Yinzhen was naturally quite satisfied with Yinzuo's attitude of knowing the current situation. He raised his hand to call Wanquan beside him and asked him to bring some candied fruits, then turned to look at Yinzuo who was holding the bowl of medicine.
Did our Prince Zhao drink the medicine smoothly today? Hmm... Speaking of this, our Crown Prince is full of anger. Everything was going well. Seeing that Yinzuo had the medicine bowl close to his lips, just before victory was in sight, his father, the stumbling block in the education world, came. Well, now trying to get Yinzuo to drink the medicine, in one word - difficult.
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