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Yuwen Huai paced around the room in disbelief. “How could this be? Didn’t he get smallpox?”

“It’s smallpox,” Physician Sun said.

He firmly believed that the diagnosis of so many imperial physicians would not be wrong.

Yuwen Huai questioned, “Can smallpox be cured?”

Doctor Sun was puzzled. “To be honest, I’m also very curious. Smallpox is an incurable disease, and Imperial Physician Liang… is not the most brilliant imperial physician. At least, Chief Physician Chu’s judgment and Old Master Cheng’s medical skills are above his. I suspect that he received guidance from some expert.”

Yuwen Huai asked, “Which expert can treat this illness?”

Physician Sun could not answer.

Yuwen Huai placed his hands behind his back and said in disappointment, “I thought that a dead son could severely hurt Yuwen Xi so she would no longer have the heart to fight with me. I didn’t expect Yuwen Yi to be so lucky!” Soon, the news reached the Third Prince’s residence.

The Fourth Prince and the Fifth Prince were waiting for news from him today. They thought that they would receive bad news, but who knew that it would be “good news”?

“That sickly invalid actually survived…” The Third Prince was in disbelief. “Didn’t they say that he was about to die of smallpox? He survived after obtaining smallpox?”

The Fourth Prince snorted and said, “He’s only alive for the time being. He must have used some medicine to keep him alive and let him survive these few days so that the imperial hospital doesn’t have to be punished.”

The Fifth Prince said mockingly, “Fourth Brother is right. With his broken body, even if the smallpox didn’t take his life, he wouldn’t be able to last more than a few days!”

They did not really care about the life and death of a little sickly person. Instead, they hoped to deal Yuwen Xi a heavy blow. It would be best if she could never recover from this setback and no longer have the fighting spirit to compete with them for the position of heir.

At this moment, Yuwen Xi was sitting quietly in her room. After hearing that her son had woken up and was hungry, she felt relieved.

Moxie hesitated for a moment and decided to tell her the rumors he had heard outside. “The Third Prince and the others have spread the news of the young prince’s final moments in the West Capital. They said that he’s only using medicine to stay alive and will die soon. Do you need to stop them?”

Yuwen Xi said calmly, “Let them say it! Keep the evidence for me!”

Moxie said, “In the past, other than the Eldest Prince, the Third Prince and the others did not have the guts to provoke the Imperial Princess’s residence.”

Yuwen Xi said coldly, “It’s rare for them to see me fall, so they naturally wish they could step on me ten thousand times so that I can’t get up again. Hmph, do they really think that their chance will come just because I’m in trouble? A monkey is a monkey! How dare they call themselves kings in the mountains!”

At the Imperial Palace, the Western Jin Emperor was playing chess with Zhuge Qing in a beautiful pavilion.

“You won again.” The Western Jin Emperor sighed.

“It’s only half a point,” Zhuge Qing said.

“It’s still a win.” The Western Jin Emperor raised his finger. “Let’s play another round.”

The palace servants immediately set up the chessboard again.

The Western Jin Emperor picked up a black chess piece and placed it on the upper right corner of the chessboard. “Have you heard about Yi’er’s illness?”

Zhuge Qing said softly, “I heard.”

The Western Jin Emperor smiled and said, “That doctor’s medical skills are not bad. As the princess, she still has some ability.”

Zhuge Qing said, “Her Highness is wise.”

The Western Jin Emperor said half-jokingly, “But you chose Yuwen Huai instead of her.”

Zhuge Qing said nothing.

The Western Jin Emperor fought with him for a few rounds and was quite satisfied. He returned to the previous topic. “Since Yi’er can be treated, let the physician take a look at you. It rained the night before last. Your leg hurts again, right?”

“I’m used to it.” Zhuge Qing’s expression did not change as he calmly placed a piece.

“Your Majesty.”

A young eunuch walked forward with a porcelain bottle.

The Western Jin Emperor gestured to Zhuge Qing, and the young eunuch presented the porcelain bottle to Zhuge Qing.

The Western Jin Emperor said, “The medicine for this month is about to dry up.

It will last half a year at most. I wonder if I can still keep you at that time.”

The young prince’s condition changed every day, and the daily treatment plan was changing. It would take a long time today. Su Xiaoxiao got Moxie to help pass a message to Wei Ting, asking him not to wait outside. He would return to the inn first and pick her up at night.

Wei Ting knew that she was worried about the three little fellows and went along.

Halfway through, when he turned into an empty alley, he encountered a wave of pursuit.

He let Ah Fu hide in the carriage.

Ah Fu was worried about him and exposed himself several times. Fortunately, the other party’s target was him, not Ah Fu.

After a while, the other party realized that the target was very troublesome. They probably could not kill him today.

“Let’s go!”

The few of them made a prompt decision and threw a smoke bamboo tube to escape.

“Young Master, are you alright?” Ah Fu lifted the curtain and asked.

Wei Ting said seriously, “I’m fine. Head back to the inn first.”

He had just arrived in the West Capital and was being hunted down. He could not take this lying down.

He did not think that his identity had been exposed, so it could not be any enemy.

After coming to the West Capital, he only came into contact with an unfamiliar force — Crimson Moon Theater.

He had been looking for someone with his second brother’s portrait yesterday, but today, someone had come knocking on his door. He definitely did not believe that there was no connection.

“Could that group of people be Second Brother’s enemies? What did they do to Second Brother? Were they worried that Second Brother’s family would come to seek revenge, so they attacked me?”

Thinking of this, endless killing intent flashed across Wei Ting’s eyes!

She could touch him, but she had a death wish if she touched his second brother!

He went to Crimson Moon Opera House.

Mei Ji was discussing a new business in the secret room. The fool… Uh, no, the sugar daddy was a rich man. His favorite concubine had eloped with someone. He wanted to capture the adulterous couple.

Mei Ji disdained to accept such unchallenging business. However, the other party was really generous. In that case, she could make an exception.

The rich man placed the two large boxes of gold on the table and stared straight at her proud chest.

Mei Ji hated it to death.

All the stinky men in the world were like this!

Except for Master.

Master was the only good man who was not bewitched by beauty.

“What are you doing… ah!”

Screams came from outside the house.

The rich man was staring at Mei Ji in a daze and did not notice the commotion outside.

Mei Ji frowned.

A murderous aura attacked her. She grabbed the rich man opposite her and threw him to the side. With a loud bang, the door to the secret room was split open. The chair the rich man had been sitting on was smashed to pieces by the fallen door.

The rich man fell to the ground. When he saw this scene, he broke out in cold sweat.

Mei Ji looked at Wei Ting, who was standing with a sword in front of her, and said in surprise, “Blind man, it’s you?”

Wei Ting glanced at the rich man coldly. “If you want to live, leave quickly!” The rich man stood up with trepidation and reached for the gold on the table.

“Who allowed you to cause trouble in my territory!” Mei Ji didn’t even look at the rich man. She slapped the box as if she was just angry and didn’t mean to stop him from taking the gold.

The rich man retracted his hand resentfully. Forget it, saving his life was more important!

He left in pain.

“Useless thing!”

Mei Ji cursed.

The rich man who walked out clenched his thighs. He, he was a little fast, but she didn’t have to say it out loud…

How could he know that Mei Ji was scolding her subordinates that went to assasinate Wei Ting?

Wei Ting placed his sword on Mei Ji’s neck. “Where’s the person in the portrait? I’ll count to three. If you don’t tell me, I’ll kill you!”

“One!”

“Two!”