The Emperor expressed acknowledgement upon receiving the news.
Two days later, the Emperor quietly left the palace with Defu.
A long queue had already formed at the gate of Doctor Sun’s courtyard.
"Master, look at this..."
Disguised in plain attire without even a guard, Defu was worried for his master.
If any danger arose, it goes without saying, he would surely jump forward to block any blade for him.
Otherwise, if anything happened to the Emperor, he himself would not end up well.
"How about I find a way to squeeze a few spots up the line?"
The queue was so long that if they waited for their turn, it might be dusk before they were seen.
"No need, we came out to observe the people’s situation; let’s wait."
In fact, the Emperor was currently listening to some interesting tales.
Without going out, one truly couldn’t hear stories of this neighborhood and that.
Defu was also impressed, a majestic ruler squatting here listening to others gossip about market tales.
However, as he listened more, he heard stories concerning himself.
"It’s said the current Emperor is incapable."
These words shocked Dequan who was standing to the side.
Dear ancestors, talking about capability, are they bored of having their heads on their shoulders? Dare to say such things?
"Master, shall we... shall we return?"
"No need, listen, it’s quite amusing."
The Emperor was burning with fury inside, but forced himself to agree and say it’s no issue.
"Brother, you look well-off, why are you squeezing into Doctor Sun’s queue?"
A man with bare arms looked at the Emperor and asked with a smile.
"Doctor Sun treats patients without regard for social status, right?" The Emperor looked at the man: "Just now, you mentioned the Emperor’s incapability, how do you know that?"
"This, I’ll tell you, just don’t spread it." Said the man: "I have a cousin working at the Imperial Clan Court, he heard clearly the conversation between the Emperor and the Third Prince, the Emperor truly is incapable."
The Emperor was almost amused by anger!
These vile servants, not only gossiping about their master, but the further they go, the more off track it gets.
Is he incapable?
Obviously it was said he couldn’t have children.
No, that was something the Third Prince concocted... right, all those words were concocted by the Third Prince!
Solely to bring the Emperor down.
He’s truly infuriating.
That Third Prince, like a rat in the gutter, occasionally jumps out to hop around twice, and then disgust people.
Truly... keeping him seemed like a mistake.
However, he is the Emperor, the sovereign, his word commands the realm.
Moreover, if he really eradicates his kin, how will the history books portray him?
As brutal, cold-blooded, and heartless?
An Emperor desires to be remembered well in history, to leave a legacy with a dignified and righteous record for future generations.
Thus, the Third Prince still needs to be kept.
Just wish his mouth can be a bit more restrained, don’t provoke too much wrath.
After half an hour, it was finally the Emperor’s turn for diagnosis.
It was an elderly man in his seventies, with a full head of white hair and beard.
"Doctor Sun, please kindly examine my master."
Defu thought that the problem was with his master’s inability, but didn’t allow himself to overhear, thus immediately found an excuse to slip away: "Master, you take your time watching, after consultation sit here and rest, I’ll go to the restroom for a moment."
"Go ahead, Master won’t get lost."
In truth, the Emperor wished for Defu to go farther away, so he wouldn’t overhear his secret.
"Where do you feel unwell?"
Doctor Sun asked kindly.
The question made the Emperor blush.
He suddenly thought of an excuse.
"Doctor, I’ve been married for years without offspring, my wife was examined by a doctor who said everything is normal, and then the doctor wanted to check my pulse. I refused, so I specially came to see Doctor Sun..."
"Hmm, I roughly understand."
Doctor Sun nodded: "Extend your left hand."
After taking the pulse, he took the pulse of the right hand, then checked the tongue and the eyelids.
As Doctor Sun checked the eyelids, Fude returned, saw the scene and was deeply shocked.
"Master..."
"No worries." The Emperor gestured him not to be alarmed: "Withdraw for now."
"Yes, sir." Fude still dared not wander far, just stood at a distance, waiting.
He had to be ready at all times, fearing the Emperor might need something.
"Doctor, my illness?"
"Your physique indeed seems without a fate for offspring, but based on my pulse diagnosis, you’ve taken some medicinal remedies, which should enable you to father a few children. It’s just that it might be more difficult going forward."
"Why?"
"Because you’ve aged, and you work day and night, so the condition naturally doesn’t improve."