The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

Si Yan knew exactly who was the mastermind behind this. There were only a few people in the capital who wanted Prince Yong dead.

Anyone who can bribe the imperial physicians, extend his hand to the Imperial Medical Bureau, and do things perfectly will naturally have tremendous power.

Divine Doctor Yunya said with a serious expression, "Prince Yong's body has been severely damaged. The medicine he uses in the future cannot be wrong at all. It would be best if the mastermind behind this could be found as soon as possible."

Si Yan nodded: "Don't worry, Divine Doctor Yunya, the truth will soon be revealed."

Si Yan paused for a moment and spoke softly, "May I ask Divine Doctor Yunya, if the medication is used, will it be possible for Prince Yong to recover?"

Divine Doctor Yunya glanced at Prince Yong and said to Si Yan, "Your life won't be lost, but you'll need a few years of nursing care to fully recover. After all, your physical foundation has been damaged, so you can only take good care of yourself. I will first help Prince Yong eliminate the poison in his body, and then help him recuperate. As long as he doesn't have any more problems, there will be no problem."

At this point, Divine Doctor Yunya turned to look at Prince Yong. "Also, due to the severity of his injuries, the treatment process will be painful. Prince Yong also needs to have a strong will. Otherwise, even if I have the power to save him, it will be difficult for me to do so."

The look in the eyes of the genius doctor Yunqiao when he looked at Prince Yong was full of meaning.

He didn't say it clearly, but King Yong heard the implicit meaning, which was that he should live with a firm will.

"Thank you, Dr. Yunya." Qi Ziyu smiled, his eyes bright and clear. "Ziyu will take good care of himself."

When he was at the border, Qi Ziyu really felt that he was hopeless and gave up hope.

But when he heard that Prince Yan had found the genius doctor Yunya for him, and saw A Yan defending the palace with all his might and opening fire for himself and Prime Minister Xin's party, he made up his mind that he would not give up as long as he had one more day to live.

Doctor Yunya walked to the desk and carefully considered the prescription written by Yunqiao. Finally, he added a few herbs to the prescription and asked Li Bo to get the medicine.

At this time, the food from Yayue Pavilion was delivered and everyone was hungry.

The food from Yayue Pavilion and the food from Prince Yong's Mansion were placed together, and everyone started eating around a large round table.

Divine Doctor Yunya had a great appetite and ate a full meal. He did not forget to ask Si Yan, "Where did you get this food?"

Si Yan smiled slightly: "Yayue Pavilion Restaurant."

"I was wondering why it looked so familiar. There's also a Yayue Pavilion restaurant in Yanjing, and the food there is really good."

"If Divine Doctor Yunya likes it, I'll have it delivered to me every day."

Divine Doctor Yunya waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, the food in this restaurant is very expensive..."

Si Yan joked with him, "I'm afraid that the Prince Yong's Mansion can't afford the Yunya Miracle Doctor."

"Hahaha..." Everyone couldn't help but laugh. King Yong, who hadn't smiled for a long time, was also infected and his mood became very good.

Si Yan specially served Qi Ziyu a bowl of cold-repelling soup. Qi Ziyu was slightly stunned, picked up the bowl and drank it in big gulps, and felt his whole body warmed up.

After dinner, it was already dark.

The genius doctor Yunya lived in Prince Yong's mansion. Si Yan said goodbye to everyone and went back. Qi Ziyu ordered someone to send Si Yan back in a carriage, and Si Yan did not refuse.

Qi Ziyu put on a thick cloak and insisted on seeing Si Yan out.

"Is there something wrong, Your Majesty?"

Qi Ziyu smiled slightly: "It's true that nothing can be hidden from Ah Yan."

He took out a black token from his sleeve and stuffed it into Si Yan's hand: "This is the token of the leader of the Blood Shadow Sect. If Ah Yan needs anyone, you can use this token to mobilize the people of the Blood Shadow Sect. I have notified the deputy leader of the Blood Shadow Sect to come and he will be at your command at any time."

Si Yan held the slightly cool black token in his hand and looked up at Qi Ziyu: "Your Highness, are you the leader of the Blood Shadow Sect?"

"Yes."

"Your Highness has not been completely unprepared over the years."

Qi Ziyu's expression softened: "I almost thought all these preparations would be useless."

"They are all useful." Si Yan put away the token, and Qi Ziyu showed a calm smile on his face.

He took a step forward lightly and lowered his voice in Si Yan's ear: "To be honest, Ah Yan, the commander of the third battalion in the Jingji camp, General Lu, is my man."

Si Yan remained calm and replied softly, "Your Highness is really good at giving people surprises."

Qi Ziyu looked deeply at Si Yan: "If it weren't for Ah Yan, I would have been completely disheartened..."

He originally thought that with his body damaged to this extent, he was powerless to do anything for the Daxuan court. It was Ah Yan who made him see hope for the future of Daxuan and hope for his own future.

"Your Highness must take good care of your health. If your health collapses, everything will be gone."

"I understand." Qi Ziyu smiled gently, with a gentle glow on his pale face.

"Ayan..."

"Ok?"

"Thank you, thank you and Long Yi."

"Your Highness is too polite." Si Yan smiled lightly and turned to get on the carriage.

Qi Ziyu watched the carriage gradually go away until it disappeared, then he slowly returned home.

In the next few days, the capital city was as prosperous and bustling as usual, and nothing new happened in the palace or the court.

The people were busy preparing for the New Year, and people on the streets were talking about Si Yan's punishment of Zhen Jun.

On the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, it suddenly snowed in Shangjing City. The thick snow covered the city in a world of white.

It was on this day that a very sensational event occurred in Shangjing City.

Ling Mohan, the second son of the Protector of the Nation General's Mansion, was promoted by His Majesty to the rank of General of the Left Guard Mansion, commanding two thousand soldiers of the Left Guard Mansion and concurrently serving as the deputy commander of the capital's guards.

This incident caused a sensation in the government and the country!

Both the court officials and the common people in the capital were talking about it.

Inside the Imperial Noble Consort's palace, the guards outside were tight, and Prime Minister Xin Rui was extremely angry: "Sister, is His Majesty going against my Xin family? We have spent a lot of effort to suppress the General's Mansion, and now His Majesty is promoting Ling Yuefeng's son Ling Mohan. This is clearly an attempt to suppress our Xin family."

The Imperial Concubine leaned back on the couch, wrapped in a soft fox fur coat, and said calmly, "I asked you to contact the ministers in the court. How are the preparations going?"

"Everything is ready. We are just waiting for my sister to give the order. We can start the war against the Situ Mansion at any time."

"Then let's do it tomorrow. Isn't tomorrow the day of the grand court session? By then, all the civil and military officials will be present. We should mobilize all our forces and charge Si Zhengxuan and his daughter with treason."

"Okay, tomorrow then." Xin Rui had been waiting for this day for a long time.

If the Situ Mansion can be brought down, what use will a small Ling Mohan be?

On this day, the news of Ling Mohan's promotion reached the residence of the General of National Defense, and the General of National Defense Ling Yuefeng got up from his sickbed.

"Is Mo Han really valued by His Majesty? He became the General of the Left Guard and was even promoted to Deputy Commander of the Shangjing Guard?"

"Master, it's true," the steward of the Protectorate General's Mansion said, wiping away tears. "The people of the entire capital are talking about it. His Majesty has issued an imperial decree. This old servant couldn't believe it, and even ran to the government office to read the decree. The Second Young Master really has been promoted."

Ling Yuefeng was silent for a while, then said to the old housekeeper, "Change my clothes."

The old housekeeper hurriedly said: "Master, it's cold outside..."

"Wear something warmer. I'll go wait for Mo Han at the door."

"Okay, sir."

The news of Ling Mohan's promotion spread throughout the mansion. There were laughter and joy in the mansion of the General Protector of the Nation, as well as the sound of servants crying with joy.

Since the defeat at Beiyan Pass, General Ling has been hiding in his yard and has not gone out for a long time.

Today his son got a promotion, so he dressed and waited for his son to come home at the door.

Your Majesty not only promoted Mo Han, but also promoted him to the rank of General of the Left Guard, which indirectly gave Mo Han a certain amount of military power.

This shows that His Majesty intends to re-employ the Ling family. In this way, there is hope for the General's Mansion.