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

This sudden change shocked everyone on the scene, but King Qing's follower Mu Xia was the first to come to his senses. He quickly took out the King Qing's usual medicine from his sleeve and carefully fed it into King Qing's mouth.

"Hurry? Please ask Doctor Wu to come over." Mu Xia was panicked.

Before he finished speaking, an elderly doctor hurried into the room.

Lord Meng also quickly ordered the servants in the mansion to come and help.

Meng Tingyue stood quietly outside the crowd, as if the panic had nothing to do with her.

Her eyes were deep and cold, and an indescribable boredom welled up in her heart.

It seemed that she didn't have to do anything, and the Fifth Prince's health would deteriorate day by day, and he might even die earlier than in his previous life.

She glanced sideways slightly, and found that Meng Qingjiao seemed to be shocked by the sudden change and stood there in a daze. For a moment, she forgot to react and just stood there woodenly.

She couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. Could it be that Meng Qingjiao mistakenly thought that Prince Qing's illness was fake, and that the sudden onset of illness today caught her off guard and made her frightened?

Apart from that, she couldn't figure out why Meng Qingjiao was standing there stupidly, nor could she figure out where the Fifth Prince looked so weak when he first arrived, as if all his energy had been sucked out.

Meng Qingjiao was genuinely frightened. She was bewildered. Hadn't Prince Qing told her his illness wasn't serious? In his previous life, Prince Qing had indeed feigned illness. Why was he different now? What had gone wrong?

"What happened?"

A cold voice came from outside the courtyard.

Meng Tingyue looked towards the outer courtyard.

Shen Yunheng walked into the house quickly with a cold look on his face.

Meng Tingyue was a little surprised when she saw Shen Yunheng.

After understanding the situation, Shen Yunheng consciously looked at Meng Tingyue. Seeing that she looked as if it had nothing to do with her, the gloom in her eyes became darker.

Doctor Wu was specifically responsible for treating Prince Qing's illness. After stabilizing Prince Qing's condition, he suggested taking everyone away.

Shen Yunheng immediately gave orders and had his servants carefully carry Prince Qing away.

Meng Qingjiao also came to her senses at this time and followed.

Before leaving, she couldn't help but cast another glance at Meng Tingyue, and unexpectedly met those indifferent eyes. Her heart suddenly tightened, and she hurriedly looked away and hurriedly chased after him.

The hall suddenly became deserted, and Ling Xiao, noticing that the atmosphere was not right, took a look and walked out.

Shen Yunheng's eyes were deep, as unreadable as the pitch-black night.

Meng Tingyue looked at Shen Yunheng and curled her lips slightly, "Why is my husband looking at me like this? I thought my husband would not come today."

When Shen Yunheng arrived, he saw everyone gathered together out of worry because the fifth prince had fainted. Meng Tingyue stood aside like an outsider, watching coldly, exuding an indescribable indifference.

He couldn't help but think of the words in the letter again, and his eyes were filled with a hint of inquiry and coldness, like icicles that had accidentally condensed in winter.

"Is my coming here at this time not to your liking?"

Hearing this, Meng Tingyue's expression froze slightly, and she reacted very quickly, "Husband, why do you say that? My husband, I am naturally very happy that you can come to me. How can I be unhappy?"

After saying that, she took a few steps forward lightly, raised her slender hand slightly, as if she wanted to gently pull up Shen Yunheng's sleeve.

However, Shen Yunheng seemed to have seen through her intentions. He took a few steps back, not only widening the distance between them, but also avoiding her hand.

Meng Tingyue's hand paused in the air for a moment, then she withdrew it as if nothing had happened.

"Today is the day you return home. Why don't you wait for me to go with you?" There was a subtle reproach in Shen Yunheng's voice.

"It's just a small matter like returning to your parents' home. I can go alone. Your Highness has a lot of affairs to deal with every day. How dare I distract His Highness with such a small matter and waste His Highness's precious time?"

Meng Tingyue smiled comfortably, her words full of understanding and consideration.

Meng Tingyue thought secretly that if the prince was not a blockhead, he would definitely be touched by her understanding.

Unexpectedly, after she said this, Shen Yunheng's expression was not moved at all by her words. Instead, he became more distant and indifferent.

"So, I have to thank the Crown Princess."

Meng Tingyue moved her head and felt the slight displeasure emanating from Shen Yunheng. She tilted her head in confusion, lowering her eyes slightly in thought.

It is indeed wood.

"If you think I am wrong, I apologize. Please don't be angry."

Regardless, it's always okay to apologize, no matter where the mistake was.

Meng Tingyue stepped forward and grabbed Shen Yunheng's sleeves. She pulled the wide sleeves gently at her fingertips, swaying like a lonely boat drifting on the lake.

Meng Tingyue was much shorter than Shen Yunheng. She raised her head slightly to look at him, her eyes gentle and clever.

The fox raised by the same mother really looks like it.

Shen Yunheng pondered in his heart, but his expression remained calm, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Meng Tingyue indifferently.

Meng Tingyue didn't get the answer she wanted from his expression, and she couldn't help feeling discouraged.

Is she really that unattractive?

She was wearing makeup today. Even if she wasn't stunningly beautiful, she was still pretty. Why didn't the prince react at all?

Could it be that all the wood sees is wood?

When Meng Tingyue was in distress, Ling Xiao's slightly hesitant voice came quietly.

"Your Highness, Crown Princess, Doctor Wu is here."

Although Ling Xiao was reluctant to disturb the two of them from being alone, the safety of Prince Qing was also on His Highness's mind and he could not afford to neglect it in the slightest.

The two of them glanced sideways at Doctor Wu who was waiting outside the hospital.

Doctor Wu is an old acquaintance of Meng Tingyue.

"This old minister greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess."

Shen Yunheng nodded slightly, his dark eyes tinged with worry, "How is His Royal Highness Prince Qing?"

Imperial Physician Wu bowed slightly and replied cautiously, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince is currently out of danger. I am just about to send someone to make some medicine, but there is a certain herb that is not available in the Palace of the Prince of Qing."

"What medicine?"

"Hundred-year-old ginseng."

Hearing this, Meng Tingyue was not surprised. Ginseng can indeed be used to treat King Qing's illness and it is most effective.

Moreover, human ginseng is rare and expensive. Looking across the entire capital, apart from the powerful families who have private collections, only the royal family can afford to have hundred-year-old ginseng.

Among the gifts of comfort sent by the Queen two days ago was a century-old ginseng.

Shen Yunheng's eyes quietly passed over Meng Tingyue's face.

Meng Tingyue was already prepared for Shen Yunheng to ask her for medicine.

"I understand. I will send someone into the palace to marry my mother right now." Shen Yunheng said in a deep voice.

After receiving the reply, Doctor Wu retreated to prepare other medicinal herbs.

Shen Yunheng summoned Ling Xiao, "Take my token and go to the palace. Ask my mother for a hundred-year-old ginseng in my name."

This was obviously not the first time Ling Xiao had done this. He took the token handed to him by Shen Yunheng and went into the palace without stopping.

Meng Tingyue's eyes moved, landing on Shen Yunheng's face, and asked the question in her heart, "Your Highness knew that I had a plant, why didn't you take it from me?"