The Third Prince really can’t understand: in terms of intelligence and wisdom, he far surpasses the person in front of him, in terms of recruiting talent, he is also very capable. Yet, he suffers defeat time and again.
After this time, he will have no more opportunities.
"Because I am the true heavenly mandate, destined by fate."
"You still believe the nonsense meant to fool the common people? Indeed, after telling enough lies, even you live in them." The Third Prince sighed, "Timing, location, and human harmony; I lack some of these. What I can’t understand the most is how it came to be due to Xia Guangcheng this time."
The Emperor just coldly smiled at him.
"Slander is useless against me. General Huaiyuan was personally trained by me, so why would I suspect him?" The Emperor said, "Use the trustworthy, and don’t trust the suspect. I believe him."
"Your suspicion is the heaviest; I can’t understand how you didn’t suspect him this time?"
The Emperor was taken aback by the Third Prince calling his suspicion the heaviest.
It seems he does know him well.
However, he would never know that the reason he didn’t suspect Xia Guangcheng was because of that little girl.
The Emperor spoke no further with the Third Prince.
"You are my only living imperial brother, rest assured. Even though you committed grave sins, I can still tolerate you, and I’ll let you spend your old age here."
In other words, he wouldn’t kill him.
"Does that mean I should thank you for your mercy in sparing my life?"
"No need to thank, I am a magnanimous person."
The Third Prince coldly laughed again; yes, emperors sometimes manipulate people easily, yet outwardly maintain a facade of brotherly harmony. This is the face of an emperor.
Having crossed paths again, he was defeated once more.
Looking at the emperor’s countenance, the Third Prince was not interested in speaking further.
Last time, after his defeat, he hid his name for years, thinking this time he could secure victory, yet he was capsized in a gutter.
For the rest of his life, he would spend his days in the Imperial Clan Court.
Where exactly did the problem arise?
The Emperor left the Imperial Clan Court feeling shocked.
The third sibling told him that he was actually incapable of producing heirs, and it was two Doctor Xiaos who helped him continue his lineage?
Is this really the case?
As soon as he returned to the palace, he immediately summoned the Imperial Physician.
Current head physician Doctor Cao at the Imperial Hospital was sweating profusely from his forehead.
Truly, he hadn’t managed to diagnose what ailed the emperor’s body.
"Your Majesty, where are you feeling unwell?"
"Fool, if I knew where I was feeling unwell, why would I come to you?"
Right now, he felt discomfort everywhere.
Especially in his heart, there was a blockage of anger.
Moreover, he couldn’t bring himself to ask about infertility.
Doctor Cao wiped the sweat from his forehead again, invited the emperor to switch hands, and earnestly took his pulse. In fact, his heart was continuously pleading for help, really hoping Doctor Xiao would manifest and relieve him from suffering.
Indeed, with Doctor Xiao’s support previously, they feared nothing.
The current emperor was very suspicious, so they were very cautious during their diagnosis, a single careless mistake could cost them their heads.
Always aiming to see the sun tomorrow, they constantly observed and interpreted words.
"Your Majesty, I observe your royal health as having excessive liver fire, I will prescribe a formula for you, to first nourish your health."
"Write it."
This useless person didn’t even know what he wanted to ask about, it was very annoying.
"Leave now."
Waving a hand, he let him leave.
Really a useless blockhead.
Continuously thinking about the words of the Third Prince, he was restless.
Pacing several rounds in the Imperial Study, causing the inner attendants to become fearful: Was there a major event about to happen? Or had such a major event already occurred?
"Defu."
"Servant is here."
"Is there a very skilled doctor in the folk who can diagnose illness just by taking the pulse?"
"Reporting to the Emperor, generally doctors can diagnose illness through observation, hearing, questioning, and taking the pulse."
"Go inquire about it, I want to find a highly respected doctor with exceptional medical skills."
"Is it for the diagnosis of the First Prince?"
The illness of the First Prince was such that no doctors among the common folk dared unveil its patterns.
"No, don’t ask too much, just search as I’ve instructed."
"Yes, your Majesty."
Defu couldn’t understand, Doctor Cao had already mentioned that the emperor was not seriously ill, just had some slight liver fire, why did he still want to find a folk doctor?
Could it be to check on that kind of issue...
Although he was a eunuch, Defu still knew men’s characteristics, could it be that the emperor really...
Mm, naturally such matters couldn’t be known by the Imperial Physician, otherwise, the current emperor would become a laughingstock.
After understanding the core issue, Defu diligently instructed his godson and godgrandson to search for a doctor.
Soon, information came back that there was an old doctor surnamed Sun at the mouth of an alley in the Capital, whose medical skills were exceptional.