My Lord, the princess doesn't want you anymore.

"Why not try the villain's medicine!"

Everyone turned around suddenly and saw an old man re-bandaging Cui Hongjing's wound while speaking nonchalantly.

Everyone was paying attention to King Kang and ignored the dispute between King Chu and Cui Hongjing.

"You, what did you say?" Yan Ruobing looked at the old man, "Can you cure this disease?"

The old man tied the gauze into the last knot and looked at Cui Hongjing, as if waiting for his master's order.

"Doctors are kind-hearted. Go ahead." Cui Hongjing said as he put on his clothes with difficulty, "Your Majesty, this is the doctor in my house. He has been taking care of me. My wound just opened up again, so he asked him to come in and rebandage it."

"I am here to greet you." The old man stood up and bowed to Yan Ruobing, saying, "Looking at the symptoms of Prince Kang, it is indeed a migraine. Unfortunately, I have also suffered from this disease since I was a child, and suffered from pain. Therefore, after practicing medicine, I have been trying to find a way to relieve the symptoms of migraine. I am not talented, but I have studied it for more than 20 years and tried medicine for more than 20 years. At least I have found a way. Although it cannot cure this disease, it can immediately eliminate the pain of migraine. Because I still get sick frequently, I carry this medicine with me. If Your Majesty is at ease, you may let Prince Kang try it."

There was a sudden silence in the hall. No one dared to give the prince medicine without authorization, especially since this was a doctor from the enemy's prince's mansion.

Yan Ruobing was also in a dilemma.

Seeing that Prince Kang was holding his head and was in agony, his face was pale and he seemed to be in shock, the Queen was the first to speak through gritted teeth, "Okay!"

"No, no." Concubine Cheng started crying again, "Your Majesty, no."

The Queen said sternly, "If you don't want your son to die in pain, then get out of here! Don't you see where this place is? How dare the doctor of Prince Jing's Mansion murder my Prince Dachang here?"

Fu said coldly, "If your majesty is worried, I can try it first."

Yan Ruobing thought about it again and again, and finally nodded, "Godly doctor, please!"

He also felt that the chance of this Fu poisoning King Kang was almost zero.

After taking the medicine, Prince Kang's complexion soon became rosy and his headache gradually subsided.

During the whole process, Princess Wan sat there motionless, as if the collapse of the sky had nothing to do with her.

Concubine Cheng just cried.

Several imperial physicians broke out in cold sweats, feeling ashamed that the imperial physician of Dachang State was not as good as a random doctor brought out from the Jingwang Mansion of Zhenguo State.

Cui Hongjing slumped on the periphery, looking around calmly, looking very bored.

The King of Chu also sat aside, either drinking his wine or glaring at Cui Hongjing fiercely.

Considering that everyone thinks he has no moral integrity, it would be really wrong if he went up to King Kang and asked about his well-being.

He was too lazy to pretend. This was how the King of Chu should be.

Haha, the good show is about to begin, and I’m waiting to drink with this good show!

Seeing that Prince Kang was sitting up again and was safe, Fu Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box, and presented it to Concubine Cheng with both hands, "This is a little gift from my prince."

Concubine Cheng looked at him in astonishment: "This is..."

Fu Fu replied, "Your Highness, you may not know that I have studied for decades and found that migraines are hereditary, and are often passed down from mother to son. Therefore, I boldly speculate that Your Highness may also have this disease, and I specially offer you this bottle of special medicine, which will immediately relieve the pain when it occurs."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Cheng's head suddenly buzzed.

She felt a little nervous and subconsciously stole a glance at the queen...

The queen grasped the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands and wanted to stand up and say something, but she managed to hold herself back from losing control.

Yan Ruobing: ... can it be inherited? Is it mostly passed down from mother to son?

His face was ashen.

As far as he knew, Concubine Cheng had never had this disease, but the Queen had been diagnosed with migraines by the imperial physicians many times. However, only he and a few trusted imperial physicians knew about it.

In an instant, a weird and awkward atmosphere quickly spread in the Xuanwu Hall.

Some of the imperial doctors looked at the ceiling, some looked outside, some picked their toes and scratched on the ground, and some counted with their fingers...

"Oh, yes, I suddenly remembered that there are clothes hanging at home."

"I'm still cooking porridge at home."

"I have to go home and breastfeed my baby."

……

The grand palace banquet that Yan Ruobing had carefully prepared for Princess Wan and also to entertain Prince Jing of Zhenguo ended in such a weird and awkward situation.

"That Fu Fu, is he really the palace physician of Prince Jing's mansion?" After returning to the bedroom, Yan Ruobing

Asked with a cold face.

Eunuch Fu: "I have sent someone to check. Prince Jing's mansion does have a doctor named Fu Fu, who is accompanying us this time."

Yan Ruobing twitched her lips and said, "Send someone to protect Concubine Cheng and Prince Kang, and don't leave them alone!"

Eunuch Fu:...

***

When Fu returned to the inn, he finally felt relieved.

Cui Hongjing glanced at him and said, "I have said before that you just need to do as I say. Emperor Chang will not suspect you."

Xiafu drank another large cup of tea. "That being said, the look in Emperor Chang's eyes is too scary. You could have asked the real Xiafu to do this. Why bother..."

"Xiaofu is not familiar with this disease, and I am worried that if Yan Ruobing asks too many questions, he will reveal the truth." Cui Hongjing bowed his hands, "Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Wang, for helping me figure out how this disease can be inherited."

Wang Li, who was dressed as Xia Fu, sighed, "Your Highness, you don't know that this disease is really hereditary. I am not exaggerating. It's just that you are ignorant."

"No matter what, I am still very grateful. But I am a little curious. The old man did it without asking why..."

Wang Li rolled his eyes at him and said, "If the prince didn't believe me, he wouldn't have come to me. When I performed surgery on the prince before, the prince didn't ask me why. In that case, why is the prince asking?"

Cui Hongjing was slightly stunned, then smiled: "This is the intention of this prince."

Wang Li snorted: "I'm going to go see Mei Xueer. Goodbye!"

"You have to thank the King of Chu." After Wang Li left, a red figure suddenly walked out from behind the curtain, with a joyful voice, "If it weren't for the eunuch he planted in the Prince Kang's mansion who tampered with the Prince Kang's diet, how could the Prince Kang have a seizure at the palace banquet, and this time it was so painful?"

"Why should I thank him? This is what he asked for. If anyone should thank someone, he should thank me." Cui Hongjing glanced at him, his eyes turned cold, "When did you come?"

"When the King of Chu was conspiring with you." Li Mo sat down in front of Cui Hongqi, leaning against the back of the chair, with a pair of long legs on the soft couch, looking in a good mood, "How do you think Concubine Cheng would explain? She doesn't have this disease. If she says that the King of Kang is her son, then the disease can only be brought by the child's biological father. After all, most of them are passed down from mother to son, and a few may be passed down from father to son. Then she would be cuckolding Yan Ruobing. If he is not her son, then whose is it? Even if she has a hundred guts, she would not dare to admit that he is the Queen's legitimate son. She knows the Queen's methods very well..."

"I think you know it better." Cui Hongjing sneered.

Li Mo broke off a slice of orange and put it into his mouth, chewing it and saying, "Of course I know, because it was me who suggested that the King of Chu collude with you."

Cui Hongjing was not surprised at all: "...It's just a pity for Prince Kang. He may be the most innocent one."

Li Mo sneered: "Whether he is innocent or not, dead or alive, what does it have to do with me?"

Cui Hongjing's mouth twitched, and he said slowly: "It's just that although it seems that the entire Changguo royal family has a grudge against Master Li, I feel that you seem to hate this Concubine Cheng in particular."

Li Mo's pair of extremely beautiful fox eyes turned cold instantly, and it seemed that the temperature in the whole room dropped several degrees. "In short, Concubine Cheng is completely finished from now on. But how can this be enough to atone for her sins? Death is too easy for her. You wait, the good show has just begun..."

"Liangliang?" Cui Hongjing focused on this word, as if he had heard a woman say it.

The smile in Li Mo's eyes instantly covered up the hatred, "Xue'er likes to say that... I warn you, don't think that just because we are a temporary alliance, it means that my entire Wangyou Valley can be used by you. Your Majesty, don't think that I won't dare to beat you just because you are injured..."

"What a coincidence! I want to beat you up too!"

Just as the two were about to start fighting, Zhuang Xiang's excited voice suddenly came from outside: "Prince, Prince...Princess, the Princess is awake..."