Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

The majesty of heaven was so overwhelming that Imperial Physician Qi didn't even dare to raise his head.

He saluted and said, "Your Majesty, Prince An... the situation is not optimistic."

"Didn't the famous doctor Sai Bian Que prescribe some medicine?"

Imperial Physician Qi swallowed quietly. There were some things he didn't dare to say. He considered carefully and said, "That legendary doctor has a bad temper. He said that if Prince An's Mansion can't find all the herbs for the prescription, there's no need to waste time!"

"Didn't Prince An's Mansion offer a bounty?"

"Yes, I learned from Sai Bian Que's complaints that they are only missing one medicine."

"What medicine is missing?"

"Stone Spirit Grass."

After saying this, Imperial Physician Qi lowered his head even lower.

Although it was unknown whether the rumors were groundless, many people said that the emperor had this medicine in his private treasury. Since the emperor had not yet spoken, it meant that he was not going to take it out.

Wouldn't it anger the emperor if he mentioned this medicine?

Emperor Yongxi cast a cold gaze upon him and said, "Tell me everything that has happened since you went to Prince An's mansion. Don't omit a single word or conceal a single thing."

Imperial Physician Qi sensed a sinister tone in Emperor Yongxi's words, as if he were carrying murderous intent. Sweat instantly soaked his back. How could he dare to hide anything?

He immediately told Prince An everything he saw and heard as he approached his bedroom.

He mentioned Princess An's haggardness and sadness, Sai Bian Que's impatience and irritability, and Wu Yuxing's anxiety and helplessness. Of the few words they exchanged, he naturally did not miss a single word.

Emperor Yongxi waved his hand: "Back off!"

Imperial Physician Qi quickly retreated.

He felt that every time he came to report on His Royal Highness Prince An's situation, it was like going to hell.

Early the next morning, white banners were hung in Yaqing Garden of Weiyuan Marquis Mansion and a mourning hall was built. Master Mingyuan of Nanshan Temple personally brought people to chant sutras for the deceased, and announced to everyone that a ritual would be held for his original wife who had passed away more than ten years ago.

I also sent messages to many people, and the official incense-burning and sacrifice ceremony will be held three days later!

As Weiyuan Hou was thrown into prison and came out unharmed, what signal does this seem to represent?

After all, the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion is also an old noble family. Although it later declined and revived, and it seems that the family is not prosperous and there are no outstanding descendants, but the face relationship still needs to be maintained.

So even though this notice was sent out for some strange reasons, they had already made arrangements, either by sending a capable official from the mansion or going there in person.

At the same time, the eunuch in the palace came to convey the emperor's order, summoning Princess An to the palace for an audience.

Yan Xining entered the palace quickly.

When Emperor Yongxi saw Yan Xining, he usually did not show his emotions on his face. The emperor's mind was unpredictable and his face was full of shock.

"What's going on with you?"

Yan Xining bowed down and said, "Father, please save Jinxun! He's dying. He hasn't woken up in days. If this continues, the great doctor Sai Bian Que said he won't live for more than ten days!"

"Didn't the miracle doctor prescribe medicine?"

Yan Xining's face was bitter, her eyes were gloomy, and everything she saw was filled with despair and loss of hope. She smiled bitterly, "What's the use of having a prescription but lacking the herbs?"

"Then how do you want me to save him?"

"Money! Father, I'll offer a reward to anyone who can afford it. Someone will definitely be able to help me gather the herbs. Father, Jinxun has been bedridden since birth. He's barely experienced what health feels like! So at least let him live a few more years and see more of the world. He's still too young. He's only twenty-one, Father!"

Emperor Yongxi looked at her for a moment before he slowly said, "You've been married into Prince An's mansion for a year now. You don't know that maybe Jinxun doesn't want to live anymore!"

"Why? Who wouldn't cherish their life? Who wants to die at such a young age? Father, what do you mean by this?"

"Xun'er's mother and her entire family are loyal and strong. He has half of her blood in his bones. He must have hoped to be like his grandfather and uncle, wielding a sword and galloping on the battlefield. But he was born with a disease and can't lift a sword or a knife. You probably can't know or understand the pain in his heart!"

Yan Xining opened her eyes wide, feeling a little dazed, a little confused, and more sad: "But he said that he would be with me, he hoped to be with me!" A tear rolled down her cheek, broken and desolate.

"If only his grandfather, uncle, or any of his maternal relatives were still alive, perhaps he wouldn't be suffering like this."

Emperor Yongxi sighed, "Back then, the entire family of the Duke of Fuguo died in battle, and even the invincible Xuanyu Army was completely wiped out. I understand the pain Xun'er has felt over the years!"

"Father, you don't understand! For Jinxun, although grandpa and uncle are relatives, he has never met them and has no feelings for them. So he will be sad and heartbroken, but as time goes by, he will slowly forget."

Yan Xining shook her head: "Perhaps he is more sad because his mother was too weak to live long when she gave birth to him! Now he has me, he wants to live, and I want him to live too. We can only humbly pray to God to give him a few more years, so that he can live without regrets!"

"Indeed, I failed to protect Concubine Chen back then. If she hadn't been so depressed because of her father and brother's death in battle, she wouldn't have had a difficult delivery. If she hadn't been so worried while pregnant with Xun'er, Xun'er wouldn't have been born with congenital deficiencies. If she hadn't been so exhausted from the difficult delivery, if she had been able to accompany Xun'er to grow up, the child wouldn't have suffered so much!"

"Your Majesty, I mourn for you. The dead are gone, but the living must live well! Please give me some gold and silver. I will offer a reward to the whole world. I must save Jin Xun!"

Emperor Yongxi seemed reluctant: "That miracle doctor said that he could only extend Jinxun's life for five years? Does he have a way to make sure Jinxun never has to stay bedridden again?"

Yan Xining shook his head. "This is the recipe that Mr. Sai Bian Que came up with after locking himself in his room for three days. But it's a congenital weakness. Unless a god descends to earth, who can save him? Besides, even if he comes up with a method in the future, I'm afraid the herbs will still be hard to find in the world."

She gave a sad smile, "But Father, five years is more than enough. In five years, I can do many things with him, and I can even leave him a child. Please grant me your blessing!"

Emperor Yongxi was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Is a thousand pieces of gold enough for me?"

Yan Xining bowed and said, "Thank you, Father!"

Watching Yan Xining thank him and leave, Emperor Yongxi put away the fatherly look on his face and his eyes darkened.

Yushu has been standing in the corner.

Emperor Yongxi's expression gradually calmed down. "Yushu, do you think the Xuanyu Army still exists in this world? Where is the Xuanyu Army's token?"

Yushu didn't dare to answer.

Emperor Yongxi's brows knitted tightly together, his expression gloomy. "What? I asked you a question, and you don't want to answer?"

Yu Shu hurried forward and said, "Your Majesty, in fact, the Xuanyu Army should not have existed forty years ago. If it existed, how could the Duke of Fuguo not use it in the battle twenty years ago? In that battle, there was only an orphan girl left in the capital. It was the most glorious and desperate moment for the Duke of Fuguo and his 100,000 elite soldiers. No trump card would be hidden at such a time, Your Majesty!"

"So you're saying the Black Feather Army's token is just a rumor?"

"I think so. If the Xuanyu Army's token really contained a treasure, then forty years ago, when the former Duke of Fuguo and his elite soldiers were severely weakened, that was the time to activate the treasure! The people you sent have already reported back the exact news. The Duke of Fuguo was so poor that he had to eat tree bark and grass roots, and some of his elite soldiers died in battle, and some died of starvation. They were reduced to killing horses to survive. How could they not use the treasure?"