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

Ten days later, Song Qingfeng finally rushed back to the capital, exhausted.

Inside the secret room of Fuyun Building

Song Qingfeng sat at the table, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked in confusion, "Oh, what is the most urgent matter that requires me to return to Beijing?"

Pei Zhiyan took a deep breath and whispered, "Master, it's the emperor's condition. It's very critical now, and the imperial doctors in the palace are helpless. I know you have superb medical skills, and only you can save the emperor's life."

Song Qingfeng put down the teacup in his hand, frowned, pondered for a moment, and slowly said, "So many imperial doctors in the palace can't do anything, what can I do?"

Pei Zhiyan's heart tightened when she heard Song Qingfeng's words, "Master, your medical skills are world-renowned, I believe you must have a way. The emperor's condition can't be delayed any longer, we need to act as soon as possible."

"When you became my disciple, didn't I tell you that I only work for the benefit of the people and don't get involved in court affairs? I'm afraid I can't help you with this matter." Song Qingfeng said in a cold voice.

Pei Zhiyan took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound more sincere. "Master, I know your principles and understand your concerns."

"But you also taught me that medicine is for saving lives, not for fighting for power and profit. No matter what the situation, I must keep a peaceful heart and do my best to treat every patient."

"Now, the emperor's illness has affected the safety of the entire country. If you don't help, the consequences will be disastrous. I know that you are a great doctor and you can definitely save the emperor's life. Please help for the welfare of the people and the peace of the country."

Song Qingfeng listened to his apprentice's words, frowning and lost in thought. He knew that what Pei Zhiyan said was true, and the emperor's illness had indeed affected the safety of the entire Great Zhou. However, he also knew that once he got involved in the court, he might be involved in endless disputes and struggles.

"Please let me think about it again." Song Qingfeng said finally.

Pei Zhiyan nodded slightly after hearing this, "Master, I know you are a person who cares about the people of the world. I believe you will make the right choice. No matter what you decide, I will respect your choice and support you forever."

After saying this, she bowed deeply and then quietly left the room.

The moment she walked out of the room, she still firmly believed that with Song Qingfeng's character, he would definitely agree, it was just a matter of time.

Sure enough, on the next day, Song Qingfeng agreed to enter the palace. Then, Pei Zhiyan notified Xuanyuan Che and asked him to arrange for Song Qingfeng to enter the palace secretly.

Soon, good news came from the palace, saying that the emperor's condition had stabilized. Of course, only Pei Zhiyan knew this news, and the court was still speculating about the emperor's condition.

Finally, she could calm down. Pei Zhiyan sat at the exquisite table. The fragrant tea on the table was emitting curling hot steam. The fragrance of tea was refreshing. She picked up the teacup, blew away the hot steam gently, and then took a sip to taste it.

Only then did she realize that she had not seen Xuanyuan Ping for quite some time. Since learning of the emperor's illness, Xuanyuan Ping had been very busy and had not been seen every day, but he would still often come to Yime Garden to have dinner with her.

She hadn't seen him for several days, which made her feel a little uneasy. She wondered what he was busy with and whether there was something that she couldn't know.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?" Yinping's voice interrupted Pei Zhiyan's thoughts. She raised her head and saw Yinping walking in with a small plate of candied fruit.

Pei Zhiyan came back to her senses, looked at the candied fruit in Yin Ping's hand, and smiled slightly, "Nothing, just thinking about something."

Yin Ping handed the candied fruit to Pei Zhiyan, "Miss, this is the candied fruit I just made. I used the best honey and fresh fruits. Please try it."

Pei Zhiyan took the candied fruit and took a light bite. The sweet taste spread in her mouth, making her feel a little warm and comforted.

Suddenly, Pei Zhiyan remembered something, put down the candied fruit in her hand, looked up and asked, "By the way, is the prince at home these days?"

Yin Ping thought for a moment, then replied, "I heard from Butler Li that the prince has gone out, and it will take a few days for him to come back."

"Go and find out where the prince has gone." Pei Zhiyan ordered.

"Yes, Miss." Yinping responded.

Not long after, Yin Ping came back with a solemn and nervous look on her face, "Miss, Butler Li said that the prince accompanied Madam Qingyao back to Jiangnan. Madam Qingyao's father was seriously ill, so they went to Jiangnan together."

"Jiangnan?" Pei Zhiyan frowned slightly, and the doubts in her heart became even greater.

Qingyao's father was seriously ill? Qingyao was just a concubine in the mansion. Her father's illness was not worth it for Xuanyuan Ping, a prince, to rush over from the capital.

What's more, the situation in the capital is complicated at the moment. How could he leave easily at this time?

Why did Xuanyuan Ping go to Jiangnan? Is there any hidden reason?

Thinking of this, Pei Zhiyan ordered again, "Get ready, I'm going to Fuyun Building."

When they arrived at Fuyun Building, Pei Zhiyan went straight to the secret room and called Li Qiuniang and Xiao Lin in.

"Commander Xiao, Prince Jing has gone to Jiangnan. Go and check his whereabouts and see what he is doing there." Pei Zhiyan ordered.

"Yes, Miss." Xiao Lin respectfully accepted the order and left.

At this time, Pei Zhiyan picked up the teacup again and took a sip. The fragrance of the tea was fragrant and sweet, making her feel relaxed and happy. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

"Qiuniang, go find Zhang Musheng and ask about Prince Jing's recent whereabouts."

Xuanyuan Ping's trip to Jiangnan this time always made her feel a little uneasy.

Although she and Xuanyuan Ping were not in harmony with each other, Xuanyuan Ping would not leave the capital without telling her, even if it was a lie.

"Yes, miss." Li Qiuniang responded.

"I always feel that Prince Jing's departure from Beijing this time is not simple. When you ask Zhang Musheng, you must be careful and not alert the enemy." Pei Zhiyan ordered again.

"Please rest assured, Miss. Qiu Niang knows what to do." Li Qiu Niang said softly.