As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

The late spring wind rustled the wild grass beside the road. The caravan, which had been resting peacefully, suddenly became busy and anxious, and the imperial doctors were in a panic and fear.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince carried the Crown Princess down from the carriage. The palace servants hurriedly pulled up the curtains on the open space, placed wide chairs, and a group of imperial doctors trotted over to see the patient.

Guard Zhang and Xiao Guanzi were waiting not far away. Guard Zhang finally saw He Yue again after many days. He was almost stunned. How could she be so seriously ill?

He Yue lay in Ning Rushong's arms, as if she was trapped in a nightmare and unable to escape. Her beautiful face was painted with a sickly paleness, her dark eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her chest heaved, and she coughed from time to time. She was like a withered flower, barely supporting the flower stem.

Ning Rushong's eyes were dark as he silently watched the imperial physician taking his pulse very carefully. He seemed no different from usual, still cold and calm, but only he knew how stiff his body was right now. He tried his best to suppress it and just managed not to tremble!

The imperial physicians who took the pulse were replaced one after another, and the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive. No imperial physician dared to speak at this time. What was the difference between this and rushing towards a sharp sword?

At the beginning, the imperial doctors had concluded that there was a 90% chance that the Crown Princess's illness would worsen, but none of them expected it to happen so quickly. The Crown Princess's health was deteriorating at an unexpected rate.

After a coughing fit, He Yue unconsciously clutched Ning Rushong's collar with both hands, turned her face to the side, and the soft silver hairpin fell to the ground. Her black hair covered half of her face, but Ning Rushong could still see the bitter tears she shed in response to the excessive intensity.

In the midst of dizziness and palpitations, he seemed to hear a vague cry of grief. Ning Rushong could no longer suppress the trembling of his wrist. He wiped away her tears with his trembling fingers. Suddenly, his eyes turned red and he lowered his voice and said hoarsely, "Speak! Are you all dumb?"

Come on, speak up! Can't you give him a decent answer? !

The doctors knelt on the ground in unison. Doctor Wu spoke, "Your Highness, the Crown Princess's illness is deteriorating too quickly. I...I will do my best to keep her alive."

Doctor Wu didn't even dare to raise his head. He finished the rest of his words in extreme panic, "It can only be extended for a year at most."

"I am incompetent, and I beg Your Majesty to punish me!"

Afterwards, Doctor Wu led the other doctors behind him to apologize. If the superior was angry, he would not care whether you were right or wrong. It was more important to apologize early to save your life!

The imperial physician's words were as cruel as a bone-piercing knife, piercing Ning Rushong's chest fiercely. He felt that everything in front of him was spinning around. A year had passed!

This time, even the limit of his life was set. He was silent for a moment. He Yue in his arms seemed to have no strength left. The hand that was clutching his collar finally fell and landed on his leg, engraved in his heart. It was the end of the world and there was no way back.

When Guard Zhang heard the words of the imperial physician, he looked at Imperial Physician Wu in disbelief. These few words laid out in front of him the severity of the Crown Princess' illness. He felt very upset. Was such a lively and bright woman going to wither away in just one year?

Perhaps because she had slept enough, He Yue woke up slowly at this moment, with a layer of mist in her eyes. She looked at Ning Rushong's blurred face, her sight fell on his clear eyebrows and eyes. Her still unclear mind made her involuntarily raise her hand to cover his brow bone, stroking it again and again.

Ning Rusong felt the gentle touch on his brow and called her softly, "Yueyue."

"Your eyes are red." He Yue straightened up, took a closer look and said.

"Yeah." Ning Rushong did not deny it. He moved his hands around her waist to prevent her from falling accidentally.

The palace maids and imperial physicians around lowered their heads, not daring to spy on anything. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince undoubtedly held the Crown Princess in his heart. It was indeed a cruel thing for such a heartless person to finally fall in love with someone and marry her as his principal wife regardless of interests and family background, and even abandoned his backyard for her. However, he was told that his wife had less than a year to live.

Xiao Guanzi even wiped away his tears secretly. What the hell is going on?

He Yue held Ning Rusong's face in her hands and looked at it for a long time. She let go of her hands when her mind was clear and leaned her head on his shoulder. "Your Highness, why are you outside the carriage? Why are the doctors kneeling? Is my body not well?"

Her words were light and airy, but Ning Rusong's heart was heavy with sorrow. He gently rebuked her, "What are you talking about? What do you mean it can't work? How can you curse yourself like that? Take the medicine and you'll be fine. Yueyue, don't worry."

He was coaxing He Yue and deceiving himself. Wasn't there a good doctor hidden among the people? He would definitely be able to find one in a year!

"Your Highness." He Yue sighed, "No one knows your body better than yourself."

The Crown Princess was undoubtedly calm and composed, and her tone was steady, but the Crown Prince just repeated, "It will be fine, Yueyue, don't worry."