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

"I sent for Divine Doctor Qi, but he said he had sworn to never set foot in the capital again. If I need medical treatment, I must go to Jiangnan to find him myself."

Prince Qing looked worried, "But Doctor Wu said that my body is in such poor condition that I may not be able to make it to Jiangnan."

Shen Yunheng was slightly startled, then quickly said, "I might go to the palace and ask my father to issue an edict ordering Dr. Qi to move to Linchao City."

"This way, I can fulfill my oath as a miracle doctor and cure your stubborn illness."

Upon hearing this, King Qing instantly knew what he was planning.

Since Doctor Qi is determined not to set foot in the capital, then invite him to Linchao City, which is adjacent to the capital. I believe he will not refuse.

In this case, Dr. Qi should not refuse.

"Thank you for your concern, my brother." Prince Qing's face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of gratitude.

……

Meng Tingyue sat leisurely in the small pavilion in the garden, admiring the colorful flowers.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao led Doctor Luo in a hurry and headed straight towards the study.

She secretly speculated in her heart that Prince Qing's illness might have worsened again.

Meng Tingyue frowned slightly, and after a moment of contemplation, she turned her head to look at Qinglan beside her and whispered, "Qinglan, quickly go to the door and wait, watch from a distance, and if anyone goes out, report it immediately."

"Yes." Qinglan nodded and left quickly.

It was a quarter of an hour later when Qinglan came back.

Qinglan whispered, "Crown Princess, the Crown Prince has just left the palace in a hurry."

The prince left the palace?

Meng Tingyue was slightly startled, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

"Did you see which direction His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was heading?" she asked hurriedly.

Qinglan recalled for a moment and replied, "It seems to be heading east."

"East..." Meng Tingyue repeated in a low voice, with a thoughtful look between his brows.

East, that's the direction of the imperial palace.

Why would the prince abandon Prince Qing at this moment and rush to the palace alone?

Prince Qing may be intending to use the power of the Crown Prince to implore His Majesty to issue an imperial decree to invite the master to come to Beijing.

Once the imperial edict comes, the master will never disobey.

However, if the master were to set foot in the capital, a land that caused him so much pain, it would be like opening up old wounds.

The master's wife died in the capital, so the master has a resistance to this land of the capital.

Considering that if she wanted her master to return to his hometown, he would still need his medical skills to treat King Qing, it would be better for her to take the initiative to treat King Qing from the beginning.

Then he secretly poisoned the medicine given to King Qing, killing him once and for all.

……

study.

After a meticulous examination, Imperial Physician Luo's diagnosis coincided with that of Imperial Physician Wu, and there was a subtle heaviness in his words.

Prince Qing gently withdrew his hand that was being diagnosed, his face remaining calm.

Upon seeing this, Doctor Luo immediately bowed and withdrew, busying himself with preparing medicine to nourish Prince Qing.

In the study, Prince Qing sat upright like a pine tree, occasionally lowering his head and coughing a few times, his eyes looking towards the window frame from time to time, hoping to hear the good news from the prince returning home.

Ling Qi and Mu Xia were waiting beside him.

Prince Qing inadvertently caught a glimpse of a faint purple color on the desk from the corner of his eye.

There was a hint of curiosity in his words, "What is that thing on the table?"

Ling Qi glanced over at the sound and then replied respectfully, "Your Highness, those are the taro pastries and ice cream pastries that the Crown Princess personally prepared for His Royal Highness."

Prince Qing softly repeated the two names, and then asked, "Does the Emperor's sister-in-law often worry about the Emperor like this?"

Hearing this, Ling Qi's lips curled up unconsciously, and his words were filled with sincere joy: "The Crown Princess and His Royal Highness have a deep affection for each other. Whenever His Royal Highness returns home, the Crown Princess always cooks for him personally and carefully prepares a variety of snacks for him."

Speaking of this, Ling Qi's eyes were filled with joy, and he was sincerely happy for the deep love between the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess.

Prince Qing slowly lowered his eyes and placed his slender fingers lightly on his heart.

There, an inexplicable feeling of melancholy quietly arose, lingering like a thin mist, but the exact source could not be found.

The two of them were deeply in love and lived in harmony. Logically, he should have been filled with joy, but why did he feel an indescribable sadness linger in his heart?

It took Shen Yunheng one and a half hours from entering the palace to leaving and returning home.

At the time of Shen, the sunset glow in the sky was like a network of brilliant clouds, and he finally stepped into the mansion.

At this moment, Prince Qing was leaning on the small couch in the Crown Prince's study, resting with his eyes closed. He was in a light sleep and would wake up slowly at the slightest noise in the room.

"Royal brother." Prince Qing called softly, looking at Shen Yunheng with expectation in his eyes.

However, he simply responded, "Let's eat first.

The Crown Prince had not yet returned home and Prince Qing had not left, so Meng Tingyue ordered the kitchen to add two more light and delicious dishes in case of emergency.

She didn't want anyone to die while having a meal, it would be unlucky.

Light dishes were specially placed in front of the King of Qing, and the rest were sweet and spicy dishes.

Prince Qing's eyes passed by leisurely, and a gentle and slightly fragile smile appeared at the corner of his lips. He said softly: "Thank you for the thoughtful arrangement of the emperor's sister-in-law."

Meng Tingyue smiled lightly, "Royal brother, you have to eat more. Look at your body, you are so thin that it makes me feel distressed. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have really misunderstood that Jiaojiao was negligent in her diet."

Prince Qing shook his head slightly, his words filled with self-mockery and helplessness, "You are too kind, sister-in-law. I am lucky that Jiaojiao treats me well. How can I say that she treats me unfairly?"

"It's just that the heat is scorching today, and I can't help but feel a little lazy, and my appetite has also declined. How can I compare to my royal brother and his wife, who can leisurely enjoy iced food even in such weather."

The King of Qing even acted pitifully in his words.

Meng Tingyue wouldn't fall for it.

But Shen Yunheng can eat it.

Shen Yunheng said calmly, "Once your body is completely healed, you won't have to worry about so many dietary restrictions."

Upon hearing this, Prince Qing smiled faintly and nodded gently, "I wonder what the result was of the matter I asked you to do during the day?"

Shen Yunheng slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand, his eyes becoming deep and serious, "I was just about to tell you about this in detail."

When Meng Tingyue heard this, she raised her eyebrows slightly, as if thinking about something.

He chose to bring up this matter at the dinner table on purpose. Could it be that... this matter is related to her?

As I thought of this, I heard Shen Yunheng's voice.

Shen Yunheng's gaze fell on Meng Tingyue, "This matter is also related to you."

Hearing this, Meng Tingyue curled up a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth, tilted her head gracefully, and put on an appearance of listening attentively.

Shen Yunheng said calmly, "On this journey to Jiangnan, I will accompany your sister-in-law and escort you."

Upon hearing this, Prince Qing's expression froze, with a hint of unexpected surprise flashing across his eyes. He obviously had not expected this result.

Seeing this, Shen Yunheng continued, "The Imperial Master said that compared to the hustle and bustle of the capital, the warm climate of Jiangnan is more suitable for your recuperation."

Although Prince Qing understood that the Imperial Master's words made sense, he still felt uneasy. "However, I am afraid that my weak body will not be able to personally..."