I died tragically in my previous life, and I want to be an empress in my next life

A few days later, the night was as dark as ink, and the capital was silent. Pei Zhiyan changed into a black dress and a bamboo hat, cleverly avoiding the guards' sight, and secretly entered the palace. It was arranged by Xuanyuan Che.

In order to deal with Xuanyuan Si, Pei Zhiyan had collected a lot of Tianshan Snow Lotus. Unexpectedly, it came in handy at this time. She brought some with her into the palace this time.

Tianshan Snow Lotus grows on the top of the snow-covered area. It is as white as snow and exudes a refreshing fragrance. It is known as the "king of herbs" and has miraculous therapeutic effects, and can cure many difficult and complicated diseases.

As soon as she entered the emperor's bedroom, Pei Zhiyan was stunned. The emperor, who was once tall and mighty, was now lying on a sickbed, looking haggard, pale, and extremely weak.

Xuanyuan Che came forward, and when he saw Pei Zhiyan, a gleam of relief flashed in his eyes, and he said softly, "Yan'er, you're here."

Pei Zhiyan nodded, handed the wooden box in her hand to Xuanyuan Che, and said in a trembling voice, "This is Tianshan Snow Lotus. I hope it can be of help to Your Majesty."

Xuanyuan Che took the wooden box and gently opened it. A refreshing fragrance filled his nose. He looked down and saw several flawless Tianshan snow lotuses lying inside. Each one was like a carefully carved jade, crystal clear and beautiful. He was delighted. This was exactly the good medicine his father needed.

A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he turned to look at the emperor on the sickbed and said, "Father, Princess Jing brought the Tianshan Snow Lotus, which is your wish."

When the emperor heard Xuanyuan Che's words, he opened his eyes with difficulty. He saw Pei Zhiyan and Xuanyuan Che standing beside the bed, holding the wooden box containing the snow lotus in their hands, and a glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes.

He said weakly, "Thank you... I really didn't expect that you would still be by my side at this time."

The emperor had heard rumors about Xuanyuan Che and Pei Zhiyan before. Some said they were deeply in love, while others speculated that there was a more complicated entanglement between them, even involving the vortex of power struggle. But no matter what the outside world speculated, the emperor remained silent about it all.

"If your Majesty does not mind, please let me take your pulse. I learned from senior Song Qingfeng and know a little about medicine. Although I cannot compare with my master, I may be able to provide some help for your Majesty's condition." Pei Zhiyan said modestly.

The emperor looked at Pei Zhiyan's serious and humble eyes, nodded slightly, and stretched out his arm for Pei Zhiyan to take his pulse.

Pei Zhiyan carefully placed her hand on the emperor's wrist and carefully felt his pulse. She frowned slightly and analyzed the emperor's condition in her mind. Although her medical skills were not as magical as her master Song Qingfeng's, she could still sense some clues.

After a moment, she released his hand. "Your Majesty, although your condition is serious, please rest assured that I will do my best to treat you. I have sent a pigeon to my master, Senior Song Qingfeng. Once he receives the news, he will rush to the capital."

She paused and continued, "Master is a highly skilled doctor. With his help, your Majesty's condition will be effectively controlled and treated. I believe that under Master's careful care, your Majesty will soon recover."

The emperor nodded slightly and said softly, "Princess Jing, I trust your master. But I have been ill for a long time, and I don't know if I can withstand the magic doctor's treatment."

Pei Zhiyan looked up at the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, you are blessed by heaven. The master is a skilled doctor and will definitely find a cure for you. You just need to rest and recuperate. I and the master will take care of the rest."

She smiled slightly, but her heart was full of worry. She knew that although the master had superb medical skills, it was not easy to treat the emperor's illness, and the master was withdrawn and his whereabouts were uncertain. It was still unknown whether he could return to the capital in time. The most important thing now was to buy time for the emperor and wait for the return of the master Song Qingfeng.

Then she stood up, took her leave from the emperor, and left the emperor's bedroom with Xuanyuan Che.

Arriving at the side hall, Pei Zhiyan knew that time was running out and she had to work out a treatment plan for the emperor as soon as possible. She sat at the desk, thinking silently in her heart, and the brush in her hand quickly crossed the paper, with clear and powerful handwriting. After a while, a detailed prescription was written.

She handed it to Xuanyuan Che and said solemnly, "This is the prescription I wrote based on your majesty's condition and my medical experience. You must prepare the medicine as soon as possible. Taking it together with the Tianshan Snow Lotus can temporarily stabilize your majesty's condition and buy us time for Master to rush back to the capital."

Xuanyuan Che took the prescription, scanned every word with a serious look, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I will immediately arrange for someone to get the medicine, and personally supervise the decoction process to ensure that father can take the medicine on time."

Pei Zhiyan nodded and said softly, "In that case, it's inconvenient to stay here for long. I will leave the palace first. Take care of yourself!"

Xuanyuan Che looked at her gentle eyes and couldn't help but feel touched. He knew that Pei Zhiyan's concern was sincere and her care was deep, so he said affectionately, "Yan'er, you should take care of yourself too."

Pei Zhiyan nodded gently, turned and walked towards the palace gate, her figure gradually disappeared in the depths of the palace gate.

After returning to Yime Garden, Pei Zhiyan felt extremely heavy-hearted. She was well aware of the seriousness of the emperor's illness, and understood that although her master Song Qingfeng's medical skills were extraordinary, life and death were determined by fate, and wealth and honor were in the hands of God. She was not completely sure whether her master could save the emperor's life.

In the previous life, the emperor did not recover from his illness, which she remembered very clearly. At that time, Xuanyuan Ping knew that Song Qingfeng had extraordinary medical skills, but he did not let him treat the emperor.

Because in Xuanyuan Ping's eyes, the emperor's life or death is not important. He cares more about whether he can inherit the throne as soon as possible.

Now Xuanyuan Ping probably still hopes that the emperor will die soon. After all, in the current situation, he is still the most advantageous prince. His ambition and conspiracy have never stopped, and Pei Zhiyan knows it very well.

Although Xuanyuan Che also had the ambition to seize the throne, he was still not fully grown and was still in a weak position compared to Xuanyuan Ping. Xuanyuan Che needed more time and opportunities to consolidate his position, and all this depended on the emperor's recovery.

Pei Zhiyan was also very conflicted. According to her plan, Xuanyuan Ping needed to succeed to the throne, but she didn't want to hurt the innocent Xuanyuan Che.