After reading all the letters, Chu Weiyue took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly.

"This prince must be up to something bad, otherwise he wouldn't be so afraid of Shen Mubai. I think he clearly doesn't want the emperor's illness to get better."

Wen Jingchi agreed with her without hesitation: "Now we should think of a way to get Shen Mubai out of the palace...

If Shen Mubai continues to stay in the palace, Wen Chenxuan will never let it go and will definitely find ways to get rid of him.

He was alone in the palace and faced many dangers. Even if Wen Jingchi's people helped him, he could not escape the hidden arrows set by Wen Chenxuan.

Wen Jingchi's eyes suddenly became clearer and fell on Chu Weiyue's face.

Chu Weiyue's whole body tensed up and he suddenly felt terrified.

"Why are you looking at me? Are you planning to attack me?"

Wen Jingchi smiled without saying anything, but took out a pill and handed it to Chu Weiyue.

"This pill will only cause you to have a rash all over your body, but it won't itch or hurt. Just pretend to be uncomfortable, and then you can let Shen Mubai out of the palace openly without anyone suspecting anything. Anyway, the prince is seeing him making things worse, so I think the prince will let him out."

This is a very good idea. Although Chu Weiyue doesn't want to put herself in danger, she has no other choice at the moment.

He rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, blamed Wen Jingchi a few words, and then swallowed the medicine.

The next morning, she was covered in red rashes.

Everyone in the Marquis' Mansion was so busy that they were at a loss. No doctor in the city could cure Chu Weiyue's strange disease.

Wen Jingchi went directly to the palace to look for Shen Mubai.

Wen Chenxuan had been living in the palace. When he learned that Wen Jingchi was coming, he went to meet him as soon as possible.

Seeing that Wen Jingchi was about to break into the emperor's palace, his face darkened to the extreme and he questioned angrily.

"Wen Jingchi, what do you mean? My father is seriously ill now, and you dare to barge in. Do you want him to die? What are you thinking?"

Hearing this, Wen Jingchi couldn't help but sneer.

"Brother, am I the one who has ulterior motives, or are you the one who has ulterior motives?"

There was nothing in his voice except sarcasm. Some things were known to everyone, but they were not stated openly.

Now Wen Chenxuan felt that he had won the game and didn't take Wen Jingchi seriously at all.

"Tell me, what are you doing here? This prince has no time to argue with you. If you want to see the emperor, I advise you to go back as soon as possible."

"I am not here to see my father today, but for Shen Mubai. Chu Weiyue is seriously ill, and I need him to go back with me for treatment."

Hearing this, Wen Chenxuan's brows were a little puzzled.

"I saw Chu Weiyue yesterday, she was fine, how come she became seriously ill overnight? Are the other doctors and physicians helpless?"

There was a hint of doubt and contempt in his voice.

Wen Jingchi glared at him coldly: "If I can be cured, do you think I will come to the palace to find Shen Mubai?"

"Then I want to see what strange disease Chu Weiyue has. Let's go together. If the other doctors can't cure it, I will let Shen Mubai go back."

Although letting Shen Mubai leave would not ruin his plans, Wen Jingchi's words were hard to believe for him.

It is impossible for a healthy person to suddenly fall ill.

What's more, there are many famous doctors in the capital, and he doesn't think Shen Mubai has such ability.

Wen Jingchi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze was suddenly filled with ridicule.

"I have already consulted the imperial physician and other famous doctors, but they are all helpless. If you don't let Shen Mubai go back, can you afford to delay his treatment? This is a marriage granted by my father himself."

"Besides, hasn't my brother experienced whether Shen Mubai is capable or not? Before he came, my father was seriously ill and could not be cured by any medicine. Now my father's health is getting better. If it's not his credit, then whose credit is it?"

These simple words left the teasing Wen Chenxuan speechless.

He clenched his fists, and veins appeared on his brow.

Wen Jingchi knew that he was a suspicious person, so after some discussion with him, he finally agreed with his argument.

He found a few imperial doctors whom he trusted and went to the marquis's mansion together.

Several imperial doctors gathered around Chu Weiyue, took her pulse, looked at her eyelids, and finally pulled her arm to check the rash there.

There was a sudden violent shock, and several imperial doctors subconsciously stepped back, frowning with unpleasant expressions.

"What's going on? Why did Chu Weiyue fall ill for no reason? Can you treat her?"

Wen Chenxuan realized that something was wrong and questioned in a hurried voice.

He looked at Wen Jingchi depressed and embarrassed, then at Wen Chenxuan, and finally spoke with embarrassment.

"Your Highness, Miss Chu's illness is not that simple. In my humble opinion, it is probably a plague. This kind of plague is quite difficult to deal with. If it is not treated in time, it is likely to spread throughout the capital."

"Now several doctors have come into contact with her. I suggest that all those doctors be quarantined to prevent the disease from spreading. Otherwise, the entire capital will fall completely. Your Highness, please make a decision immediately."

The other imperial doctors realized the seriousness of the matter and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Wen Chenxuan gasped, his face turned very dark, as if he had been slapped several times.

He directed his angry gaze at Wen Jingchi and slammed the table hard.

"Wen Jingchi, why didn't you report it earlier? Now Chu Weiyue has the plague. If it spreads throughout the capital, how will you explain it?"

Wen Jingchi glared at him coldly and sneered.

"So, Your Highness, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and let Shen Mubai come to treat Chu Weiyue. If you delay the opportunity and destroy the entire capital, how will you explain it?"

"Wen Jingchi!"

Faced with his repeated provocations, Wen Chenxuan could no longer bear it, and there was a hint of brutality in his low-pressure voice.

Wen Jingchi was not afraid at all, but questioned loudly.

"The doctors have made it very clear. As far as I know, Shen Mubai has treated this kind of plague before and successfully treated it. If you don't let him leave the palace to treat Chu Weiyue, we will not be able to explain the delay. The lives of the people in the capital are in danger. Please don't hesitate..."

Although Wen Jingchi's words were full of respect for him, his tone was nothing but threatening.

What Wen Chenxuan hates most is being coerced.

It is not impossible to let Shen Mubai leave the palace to treat Chu Weiyue, but it would be bad if this man got hold of the emperor's condition and communicated with Wen Jingchi.

But if Shen Mubai is not allowed to leave the palace, if the epidemic really spreads throughout the capital, he will also be held responsible.

At this moment, several civil and military officials came and they also learned that Chu Weiyue was infected with the plague.

Originally, Wen Chenxuan needed to think carefully, but under their threats, he could only agree to let Shen Mubai leave the palace to treat Chu Weiyue.