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Pulling Prince Jing to the flower hall next door, Xu Zize carefully supported him and let him sit on the chair, fearing that he would feel unwell due to his emotional excitement.

The flower hall was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers. The sunlight outside the window shone through the gauze onto the ground, forming patches of soft light and shadow.

Prince Jing's expression was still a little heavy. He sat in the main seat in the flower hall, his eyes full of suspicion as he stared at Xu Zize closely.

Xu Zize's words had both excited him and shocked him. Over the past twenty years, countless scammers had come to his door, falsely claiming to have seen Chun'er. Many, even more, had simply brought a child with them and tried to force him into the palace. He had already given up hope after hearing such talk.

But now that these words came from Xu Zize's mouth, he couldn't help but wonder whether his youngest son had been abducted to Lingnan that year?

Xu Zize squatted down before Prince Jing and met his eyes. His gaze was firm, his tone anxious, "Grandpa, the thieves have already reached into Prince Jing's mansion. Do you still think Third Uncle was simply lost? Have you never had any doubts?"

Xu Zize's voice echoed in the quiet flower hall, and it was particularly clear. Prince Jing's face changed slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, as if Xu Zize's words touched a corner deep in his heart.

Xu Zize was afraid of causing too much emotional upheaval in him, so he didn't dare to bring up the subject. Instead, he continued, "My grandson recently met someone who looks very similar to Grandpa Wang, and he's about the same age as Third Uncle."

He paused, as if considering how to express the next content, "But when General Jing rescued him, he said that he was being hunted by six killers. He has followed the general for more than twenty years. This time, because of the incident in General Jing's mansion, he has returned to the vicinity of the capital." Every word of Xu Zize seemed to be lifting layers of fog, filling Prince Jing's heart with shock and expectation.

Prince Jing looked at Xu Zize in shock, and even shook his shoulders with both hands: "Are you serious? He looks very similar to me?" There was a tremor in his voice, as if he couldn't believe the facts before him.

Xu Zize nodded, his eyes full of determination: "Grandson dare not deceive Grandpa Wang. I hope you can go and meet him in person. Maybe you can find some clues."

After a long pause, he said very cautiously, "But right now, neither he nor General Jing can reveal their identities to anyone."

These words did not dim Prince Jing's eyes, but instead made them burst into flames. Prince Jing gripped Xu Zize's shoulders even tighter, as if he had made up his mind.

At the same time, Chunxi, who was standing in front of the bed, was thinking about whether to detoxify Princess Jing immediately.

She sat beside the princess' bed, a hint of hesitation in her eyes. Exchanging three bottles of Hundred Poison Spirits would cost ten thousand taels of silver, a small sum for Jing Chunxi right now. It wasn't worth her considering it; it was easily within her grasp.

But then she thought, Prince Jing had already summoned the imperial physician. If she easily detoxified the princess, wouldn't that make her claim of poisoning a lie? How could she convince Prince Jing then? Wouldn't the evildoers in the palace who harmed the princess be held accountable?

"Is there water?"

Jing Chunxi had just finished speaking when she realized that she and the princess were the only ones in the room. She frowned slightly and thought to herself. She remembered that the prince said that the princess could no longer eat.

She simply sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning close to the princess. She reached her hand into the princess's mouth, imagining the well water in the space dripping into her fingers. The well water was cool, flowing from her fingertips into the princess's mouth, injecting hope of life.

After a long time, Jing Chunxi noticed that not a drop of the well water dripped into the princess's mouth. Her fingers could even feel the princess's upper and lower lips opening and closing.

The princess was already swallowing, which meant her life was temporarily safe. Jing Chunxi was delighted and continued to drip the well water carefully.

After a long while, the princess actually opened her eyes. Although her eyes were cloudy, they still shone with a faint light. She even tried to raise her head and look outside.

Jing Chunxi quickly withdrew his hand and said softly, "Grandma Princess, please don't move and have a good rest."

I don't know if the princess heard what I said. Perhaps because I couldn't see, the princess lay down again with great effort and then closed her eyes again.

Jing Chunxi extended his finger once more, continuing to drip well water into her mouth. The princess swallowed slowly several times before finally losing her strength and sinking to the ground. Her breathing was no longer as rapid as it had been, and she looked as if she had fallen asleep.

The prince's mansion was close to the imperial palace, and a middle-aged imperial physician was quickly brought in by the housekeeper.

Prince Jing led him to the princess's bedside. The imperial physician's face looked a little nervous. He sat down on the small stool beside the princess's bed, gently placed his hand on her wrist, and began to carefully feel her pulse.

He repeated this over and over again, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. After a long while, he knelt down to face Prince Jing, his words barely coherent. "Princess, Princess, this person has been poisoned by the cyperus rotundus. Although the poison is slow to develop, it has taken at least several years. Moreover, there is no antidote for this medicine."

Everyone froze and looked at Prince Jing, but he had cold eyes and stared at the princess lying on the bed with a serious expression.

The imperial physician wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said tremblingly, "Your Highness, please accept my condolences. Let's prepare for the funeral!"

Unable to get a response, the imperial physician seemed anxious. He packed up his medicine box, sighed, and offered comfort, saying, "The princess has suffered a lifetime and taken so many medicines. It is a relief for her to pass away. Your Highness, please accept my condolences."

After saying that, he raised his butt and wanted to leave, as if he was worried that he would be stopped and didn't even want the medical fee or reward money.

At this time, tears streamed down the face of Prince Jing, who was nearly seventy years old: "Princess, I am sorry for you. I am so incompetent. I couldn't protect Chun'er, and now I can't even protect you. What's the use of God leaving me with this old bone?" There was a hint of sob in his voice, and he seemed particularly sad.

This was immediately blocked by Xu Zize: "If Grandpa Wang can't get over it, it will only make the lighter ones sad and the vengeful ones happy. Don't you plan to take revenge? Your grandson hopes that you and Grandma Princess will take good care of yourselves so that you can bring Third Uncle back." There was a firmness in his voice, and he was trying hard to cheer up Prince Jing, fearing that he would get over it and die.

"Princess, Princess, Princess, I do want to, but how can you wait? Woo woo!" The prince, a big man who is usually strict, solemn and calm, whimpered and burst into tears at this time.

His tears dripped onto the ground, as if expressing endless regret and guilt.

"Xi'er will not let anything happen to the princess grandmother. Xi'er can save the princess!" Jing Chunxi's loud and affirmative words made Prince Jing raise his head again. He forced himself to stop crying and looked at Jing Chunxi again, with more suspicion in his eyes.

Jing Chunxi showed no fear, and her eyes were full of determination. Only in this way could Prince Jing believe that she had the confidence to save the princess.

"Your Highness, please come closer and take a look at Grandma Princess."

Seeing Jing Chunxi's persistence, Prince Jing still had a suspicious expression and did not come over immediately. Xu Zize hurried forward to support him, saying repeatedly: "On the way back to Lingnan, if Xi'er hadn't helped me detoxify, I wouldn't have been able to see Grandpa Wang."

These words finally dispelled some of the doubts in Prince Jing's heart. He nodded, and the two of them moved towards the princess's bed.

In front of the bed, Xu Zize just watched without moving. Prince Jing touched the princess' nose with his hand, then looked up at Jing Chunxi without revealing any expression. He lowered his head again, this time putting his ear to the princess's chest. He listened carefully to the princess's heartbeat, his expression focused.

When he raised his head again, the prince looked a little surprised. He asked hesitantly, "Is the princess asleep?"

There was surprise in his voice, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Jing Chunxi nodded without hesitation and said, "Grandma Princess is weak and hasn't eaten for a long time. If you detoxify right away, her stomach may not be able to bear it.

I'd also like to trouble His Majesty to help Xi'er find two loyal and capable servants. Xi'er needs help and will need to stay here for a few days."

Xu Zize got anxious and immediately replied, "Count me in."

Jing Chunxi frowned helplessly and teased, "Xi'er can't afford Brother Xiaokang. She must be able to cook porridge, decoct medicine, and help the princess wipe her body, change clothes, and help her go to the toilet." There was a hint of ridicule in her voice, but her eyes were serious.

Prince Jing did not raise any questions at this time, but looked at the two of them and smiled weakly: "Miss Xi, if you need anything, just tell me, I will arrange it." His voice was tired, but his eyes were firm.

Prince Jing knew that his own suspicions were useless. The imperial physician had said there was no antidote for the poison. Where else could he find a miracle healer for the princess? Since Xi had saved the princess from the clutches of Hades, he might as well trust her for once. No matter how bad the situation got, she would still be dead.