Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

Emperor Lan Qian nodded with satisfaction. His daughter was really smart.

Could it be that Dahuang could also hear his own thoughts and tell his daughter?

Emperor Lan Qian forced himself to think of nothing in front of his daughter. He had to be on guard at all times.

But then he thought again, this Da Huang should not be able to hear his own thoughts, otherwise Yan Bao would have known what was going on with him when he was losing his mind.

Well, probably because I can't hear it. It's really hard to force myself not to think about anything.

Because sometimes I just can't control myself and my thoughts just wander off.

"Now my father wants to send Zechuan to Yingcheng, but his leg... Yan Bao, you are such a good doctor, can you help take a look at your second brother?" Emperor Lan Qian hesitated.

These words should not have been said in front of the second brother. If the leg can be cured, everyone will be happy. If it cannot be cured, the second brother will inevitably be sad.

He certainly cannot be sent to Yingcheng.

From now on, the second son will lock himself up in his palace and never come out.

In fact, ever since Xiao Yanbao knew that his second brother had a leg disease, he had wanted to take some time to take a look at his second brother's leg, but he never had the time.

The main reason was that when she was in the palace, she didn't meet her second brother, and her father and mother took turns to detain her. No one mentioned him, so she couldn't remember him.

She slept until she woke up naturally this morning, and after getting up, she reached into her wish bag to count the birthday gifts she had received.

She put all the birthday gifts into her wish bag, and there was no way her wish bag could be safe.

As I was flipping through the pages, I saw Ye Zechuan's painting.

The painting shows a little baby riding a tiger, with hair on one side and no hair on the other. In the distance is a temple and a mountain.

Xiao Yanbao even suspected that the person who painted this picture had also been to Yuntai Temple.

The signature below is Xianren.

Xiao Yanbao recognized these two words, but he didn't know who this idler was.

So Xiao Yanbao took the painting out of the Ruyi bag.

I asked my mother who this idler was.

Concubine Hui thought for a long time and shook her head, "But the best painter in this palace is the second prince, I wonder if it's him."

"Your Majesty, this idle person should be the second prince. I heard the palace maid in the second prince's palace mention this name." Tao Yao said.

Little Yanbao didn't even wait for his mother to say anything, he took the painting and ran out of Huilanxuan.

Originally, Concubine Hui should have moved into Kunxi Palace after she was crowned queen.

However, Queen Hui still felt that she was more comfortable living in Huilan Pavilion and was unwilling to live in the palace where Sheng had lived.

That’s why I didn’t move out of Huilanxuan for a long time.

But after all, Kunxi Palace was the palace where queens of all dynasties lived and it was also a symbol of status, so it had to be moved.

She could only move in after the Imperial Household Department was renovated according to her preferences and the Sheng family's shadow was completely removed.

Little Yanbao ran straight to Ye Zechuan's palace.

Ye Zechuan's palace is located in the most remote place among all the princes, Youzhu Palace.

It was Ye Zechuan who took the initiative to go there; it was not arranged by Emperor Lan Qian.

After many twists and turns, little Yan Bao almost got lost. He asked several palace servants before he arrived at Youzhu Palace.

As a result, the palace maids in Youzhu Palace said that the second prince had been called away by the emperor.

Little Yanbao hurriedly chased to Qianhe Palace again.

"Father, let's forget about my leg. I won't trouble my sister anymore." Ye Zechuan said in a dejected tone.

Little Yan Bao grabbed Ye Zechuan's wrist and said, "Second brother, let me show you my medical skills. They are very powerful!"

Now that little Yanbao has the heart of the spiritual world, he has more to rely on.

If Ruyi Medical Canon cannot cure the disease, then let the Heart of the Spiritual World give it a try.

Ye Zechuan really tried to pull his hand back this time, but Xiao Yanbao held it tightly, so he couldn't pull it back.

Every time he had great expectations, but disappointment filled his heart.

After so many repetitions, he had become desperate about his legs and no longer held out for the slightest hope.

Although he had also heard that Xiao Yanbao's medical skills were very good, better than those of the imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital.

But he was really scared.

As soon as little Yanbao placed his little hand on his second brother's wrist, Ruyi Medical Classic appeared in his mind.

Now the Ruyi Medical Classic not only appears in my mind, but it has also become a physical body in my Ruyi bag, a thick book.

However, little Yanbao could not recognize a few words and was too lazy to look through the books.

It would be much easier if it appeared directly in my mind.

Xiao Yanbao felt that the existence of this entity of Ruyi Medical Classic was redundant.

But how could she know how difficult it was to cultivate the Ruyi Medical Classic into a physical form, even though it was just a book.

[Master, the Second Prince's leg disease is not a disease, but he was poisoned, causing his legs to gradually lose the ability to walk. It's just that he has been poisoned for too long, and the poison has been completely absorbed by his body, and it is impossible to detoxify.]

[Is there really no solution at all? ]

[At least for now, I have no way to cure the Second Prince. ]

When Emperor Lan Qian saw Yan Bao frowning, he knew that his second son's leg was not easy to cure.

He sighed secretly in his heart. If Yan Bao couldn't cure the disease, then even the gods would be powerless.

Little Yanbao let go of his second brother's wrist without saying anything.

Ye Zechuan pretended to be relaxed and said: "I'm used to it. It doesn't matter whether this leg is cured or not. Father, please choose someone else to go to Yingcheng."

"Yan Bao, what is the disease with Zechuan's leg? Is there really no way to cure it?" Emperor Lan Qian said unwillingly.

"Second brother's leg was poisoned. It's been too long and the poison can't be cured." Xiao Yanbao said.

Emperor Lan Qian frowned, "Poisoned? Who did it?"

Little Yanbao spread her hands. How could she know who poisoned her second brother? She was not even alive when her second brother was poisoned. Not to mention she was not alive, her mother might not have even entered the palace yet.

"Second brother has been poisoned for at least twenty years." Xiao Yanbao said.

My second elder brother is twenty-three years old this year. He was poisoned when he was two or three years old.

Ye Zechuan's heart was also moved. He didn't expect that his leg disease was not an illness but poisoning.

Then could it be that my biological mother didn't die of illness, but was poisoned?

"Twenty years?" Emperor Lan Qian murmured softly.

He was not the emperor twenty years ago.

There were only two ladies in the mansion, namely Sheng and the second prince's mother Guo, one on the main side and the other on the side.

Could it be that the second prince was poisoned by the Sheng family?

But Sheng was already dead, so there was no way to investigate.

Even if we find out, the person is already dead, so what can we do?

"Dad, do you have anyone you suspect? I will help you investigate and avenge my second brother." Little Yanbao asked.

Emperor Lan Qian sighed, "I'm afraid the person is already dead. It turns out that Zechuan's leg cannot be cured. What's the point?"

Little Yan Bao didn't think so. "Even if it's useless, Second Brother should know who has harmed him to this point, right? Even if he wants to hate someone, he should know who to hate, right?"

"Sheng family!" said Emperor Lan Qian.