"What's going on? How could you be so weak? Zhang Defen! Did you heal properly?!"

"Your Majesty, calm down! Old minister... this old minister has indeed tried his best. This poison... is too overbearing, and he will slowly absorb His Highness's energy until... the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry!"

"Bastard!!!" Emperor Anping kicked Imperial Doctor Zhang, his whole body trembling slightly with anger.Seeing this, An Peirong quickly stood up to support him, and gently patted his chest.

After a long time, he asked softly: "Doctor Zhang, is there really nothing you can do?"

"This... angry old minister is incompetent..."

"Come on! Pull this old man out for me..."

"Father..." Zhang Yuyi thought that he must be doomed this time, but unexpectedly, a weak call saved his life.

This voice, to Emperor Anping and An Peirong, was also like the sound of nature. They hurried over and held An Qinyang's hand from left to right.

"Yang'er, Father is here...you open your eyes and look at Father."

"Father...it hurts...mother..."

"!!!" Emperor Anping was shocked when he heard the last two words, and the great sadness almost overwhelmed him.Yang'er, have you seen the queen mother?Are you leaving your father too?

Emperor Anping hugged him up and pressed him in his arms without hesitation, and said in his ear, "Get well, Father will give you everything."

Of course, the person in his arms didn't move any more, and he didn't know if he heard it, but An Peirong on the other side lowered her head and pursed her lips.

I don't know if it was a real miracle, but after that night, His Royal Highness's health gradually recovered like this.At first, it was because they spent more time waking up. Although they would still fall asleep every time they couldn't say a few words, it was enough to make everyone ecstatic.

Especially Emperor Anping and Princess Di, they would report to Yuqing Palace on time almost every time.Sometimes the prince fell asleep, and they sat in the dormitory for a while, and sometimes the prince just woke up, and they would chat with him, and the days passed quickly, if there were no constant urgent wars.

"Brother Yang, if you are sick, don't think so much. It is only right to have a good rest."

"That's right, Eleventh Brother, let others worry about those things." An Peizhao happened to go to the palace to see the imperial concubine and empress together today, thinking that he hadn't seen the elder sister for a long time, so he also came together.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince felt a little refreshed today, so he was helped out of bed by the palace servants and rested on the soft couch.

Hearing this, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "The crown prince, you should worry about the world's worries and be happy about the world's joys. Second sister, what you said is wrong."

"I... grandpa taught you this, right? Don't listen to him. If you want to talk like this, can you not tire people out of trouble? He dedicated himself to death, but he wants others to be like him, stubborn." Said He also stuck out his tongue playfully.

"Sister Zhao, be careful with your words."

"Okay, big sister! You are more and more like the concubine mother."

"The imperial concubine is also for your own good. You say that you are the mother of two children, why can't you be serious?"

"Yes, yes, I see. Let's stop discussing this in front of the eleventh brother, can we? Eleventh brother, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

"..." Hearing this, An Peirong did not bother with the question just now, and turned to look at An Qinyang worriedly, "Brother Yang, what's wrong? Dizziness?"

Seeing her younger brother's bloody face turn pale quickly, An Peirong felt distressed.She supported An Qinyang, and gently put her hand on his forehead. Feeling some heat, she hurriedly called the maidservants to find Zhang Yuyi.

"Sister... It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

An Peirong still refused to take it lightly, "No, let Doctor Zhang come over to see if it is..." The toxicity repeated.

The inexplicable improvement of An Qinyang in the past few days is because the poison in his body has been suppressed for unknown reasons.But who knows if it will repeat?Maybe he will suddenly fall into a coma one day, and then there is no possibility of waking up.

In order to soothe her heart, An Qinyang obediently let her lie down on his support, and waited for Doctor Zhang to come to diagnose his pulse.

When he was lying down, he thought, if Ji Huaimo were to do these things, what would it be like?It seems that I have to speed up some things.

After Doctor Zhang came, he couldn't see why, he just said that he "spent a lot of energy" and suggested to take more rest.Not surprisingly, An Qinyang received the condemning looks from the two women, and could only watch helplessly as An Peirong instructed others to take away all the notebooks and confidential letters piled up beside the couch.

"sister……"

"There's no need to discuss it. When will you take care of your body, and when will you come to my sister to get it back?"

"..." An Qinyang looked at An Peizhao, but unexpectedly An Peizhao stuck out his tongue at him, "Good brother, just listen to big sister! Sister, there is nothing I can do to help."

"..."

If you don't have a conscience, you don't even look at who solved it for you just now.

Because of An Qinyang's gradual improvement, Miyagi gradually began to smile a little, and the atmosphere was no longer so depressing.This joy gradually spread to the entire imperial city.When Ji Huaimo heard the news, he almost knelt down and shouted "Thank God" on the spot.After returning home, he went straight to the shrine of the Empress of Longevity, knelt on the futon, and muttered words, to the effect of "Thank you, Empress, for protecting His Royal Highness, and let Xinnan be a cow or a horse to fulfill his wish".

"Are you really willing to be a cow or a horse?"

"Who are you?" Ji Huaimo didn't panic at the sudden extra voice, he still knelt upright on the futon and looked ahead.

"I am what you mortals say, Empress Longevity."

"No, you're not. Who are you? Lurking in Jifu and not showing your true face, what's your intention?"

"..." The voice seemed to be very curious about why Ji Huaimo said categorically that she was not. She asked in a slightly puzzled tone, "Oh? Why are you so sure?"

"Because God is in the heart, there is no real God in the world."

"...You don't believe it, why do you kneel down?"

"Although there is no true god, as long as the awe is always there, the world will be turned around."

"That's really good. But, is it really worth it for you to do this for the prince? Have you ever thought that he might never see what you have done?"

"..." Ji Huaimo looked around and made sure that he didn't find any trace of the stranger. It must be some playful outsider, and this person didn't have any malice towards him. He simply sat cross-legged on the ground and chatted with her. It's time to get up.

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