Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Upon hearing this, Prince Qing's brows were filled with deep thought. "I will personally go to the Crown Prince's Mansion this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xia's face instantly lit up, and he could hardly hide his excitement: "Your Highness the Crown Prince cares so much about the prince, he will definitely ask His Majesty for permission."

Upon hearing this, Prince Qing raised a faint and slightly sarcastic smile.

care?

He would rather not have this concern.

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Now that the days are getting hot again, Meng Tingyue wants to eat some ice cream when she has free time.

Nanny Qin was worried about her health and restricted her ice food intake, but she couldn't resist Meng Tingyue's gluttony and intelligence.

She could only use the excuse that she wanted to personally make some refreshing snacks for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and take this opportunity to secretly satisfy her appetite.

Today she happened to want to eat ice cream and taro cakes. After cooking them, she put these small and exquisite snacks into a lunch box and set off for the study.

Shen Yunheng knew that Prince Qing would visit at 3:00 PM, so he waited in the study and handled official business at the same time.

Ling Xiao and Ling Qi were waiting outside the door. When they saw Meng Tingyue coming, they let her go in directly.

I think Shen Yunheng had given instructions in advance.

Meng Tingyue went straight into the study with the lunch box.

Even without looking up, Shen Yunheng knew who was coming just by the familiar and light footsteps.

Meng Tingyue gently placed the food box on the table, then slowly opened the lid, revealing two large bowls of exquisite snacks carefully prepared inside.

Shen Yunheng's eyes inadvertently swept across the two bowls of tempting food.

His gaze slowly moved upwards, and he saw her delicate face without any makeup. He also happened to catch the joy in her eyes, and he instantly understood.

"My husband, please try my cooking." Meng Tingyue gently scooped a bowl of crystal clear ice yogurt for Shen Yunheng. The delicate milky white color was slightly cool.

Then she bought a bowl for herself as well.

Shen Yunheng took a bite and found it tasted very good.

Seeing Meng Tingyue eating happily with a happy look on her face, Shen Yunheng suddenly raised his hand and gently stopped her from reaching out to take the spoon again.

"Madame Qin once reminded you not to eat too much cold food."

Meng Tingyue's hand paused slightly in the air, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Then she looked at Shen Yunheng with doubtful eyes, thinking to herself: How could he know this?

"A few days ago, Ling Xiao accidentally passed by the kitchen and happened to hear Nanny Qin's instructions." Shen Yunheng explained softly.

Hearing this, Meng Tingyue bit her lips lightly, and her eyes became a little vague in an instant.

"As a doctor, I'm well aware of my own body's condition. A mere cold substance won't cause any harm to me."

After saying that, she lightly pushed away Shen Yunheng's blocking hand, and swiftly scooped up a spoonful of ice cream and put it into her bowl.

Seeing this, Shen Yunheng no longer insisted on dissuading him.

At this moment, Ling Xiao walked into the house with steady steps and a low but clear voice: "Your Highness, Prince Qing has arrived."

Meng Tingyue couldn't help but pause while tasting the taro pastry, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

What is the King of Qing doing here?

"Let him in."

Shen Yunheng gave a soft instruction, then turned his head to look at Meng Tingyue, "You..."

Meng Tingyue had already spoken, "If my husband has any concerns, I will step aside."

Before she finished her words, Meng Tingyue had already turned lightly and walked out of the house at the moment when Prince Qing and his attendant Ling Xiao stepped over the threshold.

When Prince Qing saw Meng Tingyue, he felt mixed emotions and called out softly, "Imperial sister-in-law."

Meng Tingyue's eyes swept across his increasingly pale face, which seemed like he might die at any time.

She simply nodded and uttered, "Royal brother."

After she finished speaking, she didn't stop, but passed by him lightly and walked straight out of the study.

Prince Qing caught a subtle and elegant fragrance in the air, and he couldn't help but cover his lips with his hands and coughed twice.

Then, he slowly raised his feet and stepped into the threshold of the study, each step seeming particularly heavy.

Meng Tingyue quickened her pace, walked through the porch of the study, and only gradually slowed down her pace after stepping into the garden full of flowers.

Prince Qing's complexion is getting worse and worse. If he can't find Doctor Qi to treat him, it seems that he will not survive this year.

Judging from the time, the news that the master refused to come to the capital to treat him should have been delivered to the Prince Qing's Palace.

Given King Qing's temperament, he would definitely cling to this life-saving straw and would rather die than not try his luck in Jiangnan.

Even with his dilapidated body, he couldn't make it to Jiangnan.

At this moment, instead of recuperating in his mansion and preparing to go to Jiangnan in person, he came to the Prince's Mansion to look for the Prince. This was really puzzling.

Could it be that he wanted to ask the prince to go to Jiangnan to seek medical treatment on his behalf?

Meng Tingyue seemed to be lost in thought.

The master always treats people according to his own wishes. If someone asks for help, he will go to him in person.

However, imagine for a moment, if the almighty Crown Prince of the current dynasty sent an envoy to the south of the Yangtze River to invite the master in the name of the royal family, would the master break his custom and embark on the journey to the capital?

Meng Tingyue was undecided.

But she knew very well that the Crown Prince attached great importance to the King of Qing. As long as the King of Qing asked for something, the Crown Prince would almost never refuse.

In the study room.

Shen Yunheng stared at the person in front of him, his eyes full of surprise and worry.

"You cited illness as an excuse for not attending the morning court today. Could it be that your old illness has made you even more serious?"

Prince Qing nodded gently, his expression haggard and helpless, his eyes sad, "Brother Emperor, I'm afraid... cough cough cough..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly had a violent coughing fit, as if he was going to cough out all his internal organs.

Shen Yunheng's heart tightened when he saw this, and he quickly ordered his men, "Go and get Doctor Luo here quickly."

Prince Qing's hand tightly grasped the solid muscles on Shen Yunheng's forearm. When his coughing subsided a little, he smelled a strong smell of rust in his mouth.

Shen Yunheng caught a glimpse of the startling red on his lips, and his eyes were suddenly filled with horror. "Why did your condition take such a sudden turn for the worse?"

Prince Qing shook his head slowly, as if he didn't want to explain too much, and simply said, "I came here this time because I have a favor to ask of you, my royal brother."

Having said this, he wanted to stand up and kneel down to pay his respects to Shen Yunheng, but Shen Yunheng supported him in time and helped him sit back on the chair.

"You and I are brothers, so why be so polite? As long as I can, I will definitely fulfill your wish."

"Imperial Physician Wu once asserted that if there is anyone in this world who can cure my brother's lingering illness, it must be Doctor Qi." Prince Qing looked solemn and spoke earnestly.

"However, Divine Doctor Qi's whereabouts are elusive and difficult to track. I have spared no effort over the years to search for him everywhere. Recently, I finally got a clue. Divine Doctor Qi is currently in Jiangnan."