Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

“The princess’s illness…” A royal physician knelt before the bed, shaking his head and sighing repeatedly.

"Physician, please speak freely." The old nanny was so frightened that her face turned pale. She was worried not only about Xia Linglong but also about her situation.

The old nanny knew that she didn't want to marry the general's son, which was probably a deep-seated resentment. The king, however, seemed determined to force her into the marriage, not even bothering to visit the princess when she was bedridden.

"The princess is suffering from lovesickness, a condition stemming from unrequited love," the imperial physician said softly, afraid of being overheard by those with ill intentions.

Is she lovesick? Could it be that the princess already has someone she likes?

The old nanny immediately shut the imperial physician up, led him out of the palace gate, and kept giving him instructions, clearly not wanting him to talk about it to outsiders.

If Xia Linglong were a woman from an ordinary family, having someone she liked wouldn't be a bad thing, and there would be no need for her to hide it.

But she was a princess, and her every word and action was subject to scrutiny. It would be one thing if she liked the son of a prince or minister, but he happened to be a commoner, which was not honorable.

Moreover, the princess is engaged to the general's son. If the general finds out about this, he will surely think that the king deliberately deceived him, and in his anger, he may very well side with the other side.

"Where is Linglong?" At that moment, a man dressed in a brocade python robe walked in angrily, startling the old nanny again.

"Your Highness, the princess is ill..." the old nanny said, bowing, her whole body trembling.

The crown prince has a violent temper; if he knew that the princess had fallen ill due to excessive lovesickness, he would definitely fly into a rage.

Xia Linglong waved his sleeve and strode inside, ignoring Xia Linglong's condition, and said coldly, "Xia Linglong, is that boy here in Yingtian Prefecture?"

Perhaps the voice was too loud, because Xia Linglong, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes, her aggrieved gaze making her look pitiful.

She didn't speak, but he already knew the answer. He said angrily, "I didn't bother him, yet he came to his death willingly. I'm going to take his life right now!"

Xia Linglong once went to Jiangcheng Prefecture to escort the princess back to the capital, but he happened to encounter a foolish Lin Ping who became the princess's shield for a hundred taels of silver.

From that moment on, Xia Linglong harbored murderous intent. Regardless of his relationship with Xia Linglong, he had at least offended her and even put her in danger of death.

As the crown prince, he had never been so disheveled. He had long wanted to secretly kill Lin Ping, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to carry out his actions in Jiangcheng.

That's Lin Ping's stronghold, protected by top-notch guards and supported by ten thousand private soldiers. Unless the emperor orders an attack on Jiangcheng, an assassination attempt is impossible; those four-zhang-high city walls alone would be enough to give any assassin a hard time.

Now that Lin Ping has come to him of his own accord, how could he let him go unnoticed?

He's the crown prince, killing someone is a piece of cake for him, especially someone who's captured the heart of a young lady. He'd be lucky to die a hundred times over.

"If you kill him, I will not live on my own!" Xia Linglong's face was cold, and her tone was resolute.

She knew Xia Linglong understood her personality, and there was no need for hysterical crying; just this cold sentence was enough for him to understand.

The implication is: If you don't believe me, you can try it and see.

When Lin Ping said those words, her heart was already dead, and she didn't care about dying again.

What is there to fear if someone is not even afraid of death? Is he afraid of offending the Crown Prince?

All she cared about was Lin Ping's safety; she had to live on, even if it meant clinging to life, for his sake.

Xia Linglong gritted his teeth in anger, his fingertips digging into the flesh, wishing he could tear Lin Ping to shreds right then and there.

"Even if you die, you will die in the General's Mansion!" Xia Linglong said without turning his head.

She was betrothed to the son of the Grand General. If she were to die in the palace as a result of their love, it would surely provoke the Grand General's anger, who would feel that the King was playing tricks on her.

But if she dies after marrying him, the general will be in the wrong, and with that leverage, he will be willing to serve the king wholeheartedly.

Therefore, it doesn't matter whether Xia Linglong lives or dies. As long as the timing of her death is just right, Xia Linglong won't care at all, and might even be secretly pleased.

This is the royal family, a place devoid of human warmth.

Xia Linglong couldn't bear the blow any longer. Her heart tightened, and she spat out another mouthful of blood mist.

She knew Xia Linglong wouldn't dare kill Lin Ping immediately, but she felt wronged for herself.

The man she loved misunderstood her, her father pressured her, and her brother threatened her. This miserable life was better off gone!

She really wanted to die, but she couldn't bear to leave Lin Ping behind. If she died, Lin Ping would definitely not see the sun rise tomorrow.

In fact, Lin Ping not only saw the sun the next day, but also slept soundly, while Zhou Xiyin was somewhat exhausted.

It must be that the wound hasn't healed, leading to mental exhaustion and thus not sleeping well... This is the thought of the straight-laced Lin Ping.

He never believed that the deafening snoring could keep others from sleeping.

His wife never mentioned it, so he had no idea. He was quite helpless.

Now that the matter of the flower thief has come to an end, he should have continued to dig deeper into this loophole, dragging out all the hidden enemies to lend Xia Yeran a helping hand.

But suddenly he didn't want to help Xia Yeran anymore. Rescuing Jiang Yunying was not something that could be done overnight. He didn't believe that no one except the king had the ability to do so. At the very least, the newly invented gunpowder was a breakthrough.

He could easily upgrade the gunpowder and forge several excellent muskets, allowing him to sweep through the entire Lotus Palace single-handedly.

This idea was quickly rejected, since the casting technology of the Wu Kingdom was not yet mature enough. If the quality of the musket was poor, it was very likely to burst, thus injuring the user.

Looking at Zhou Xiyin lying on the bed, his heart felt clear.

The most important thing right now is to heal her injuries and relax a bit. As for attacking the Lotus Palace, let's put that aside for now; maybe things will take a turn for the better someday.

After getting up, Lin Ping walked into the lobby. As a doctor, he took it upon himself to heal the sick and save lives.

Zhao Ritian and Ye Liangchen were overjoyed. In the past few days, Lin Ping had been busy with his wedding, and Xuanjitang had been relying entirely on the two medical apprentices to make ends meet.

Although nothing major happened, it couldn't continue indefinitely.

After treating more than ten patients, Lin Ping was exhausted, and sweat began to drip from his forehead.

At that moment, a fragrant silk handkerchief was placed on Lin Ping's face, instantly absorbing the sour sweat.

"Silly woman, why aren't you lying in bed?" Lin Ping asked worriedly. Her body was still very weak, and she hadn't rested well last night. Moving around could easily cause her old injuries to flare up.

"Even if you're lying down, would you dare come up here?" Zhou Xiyin pouted and replied irritably, the implication of which was all too clear.

Lin Ping felt ashamed and didn't dare to answer. He smiled awkwardly and carefully supported her body.

"Who are you?" Zhao Ritian shouted from outside the door. Before he could finish speaking, his heavy body had already smashed open the door and crashed heavily to the ground.