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

Since the king deliberately covered up the matter, Lu Zhan could not say much. He respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, I have no objection, but I feel that my son is only a military officer and I am afraid he is not a good match for the princess."

Lu Zhan took the initiative to break off the engagement? What on earth happened this time?

Many people secretly cursed him for being incredibly arrogant, while others secretly laughed.

Lu Zhan didn't think the princess could recover. Simply postponing the wedding would only hinder him, so he might as well call off the marriage altogether.

The king's face showed a hint of anger, and he even had murderous intent towards Lu Zhan.

Anyone with eyes can see that this shows he doesn't respect the king.

"That's fine then. A mere martial arts graduate is indeed unworthy of the princess. Let's discuss this matter again after Lu Jie has achieved the title of martial arts champion."

The king also cares about his reputation, so how could he tolerate Lu Zhan all the time? It would be good to take this opportunity to temper his arrogance.

Lu Zhan gritted his teeth in anger. He had thought the king would give him a way out, for example, saying that Lu Jie was very outstanding, but their fate was not yet aligned.

To everyone's surprise, the king dismissed Lu Jie as utterly worthless.

"Hmph, the title of martial arts champion will definitely belong to Jie'er. I'm just afraid the princess won't live to see that day."

Lu Zhan muttered to himself, even hoping to hear news of the princess's tragic death.

The morning court session ended unhappily, and no one followed Lu Zhan to flatter him anymore.

If it weren't for the fear of his military power, I would definitely want the congratulatory gift I gave him yesterday back.

"Your Excellency's move is indeed brilliant," the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review said with a smile in the ear of the Minister of Personnel.

"You flatter me, sir. As long as we join forces, we will surely accomplish great things."

He Wei said excitedly, ignoring the others around him who were fawning over him.

After the court session ended, the king was furious. He was the ruler of a country, yet Lu Zhan had trampled on his head.

He couldn't openly break ties with Lu Zhan, so if he wanted to fight against those who harbored rebellious intentions, he had to unite with Lu Zhan's forces.

"Your Majesty, the princess and the duke are dying!" The eunuch, who had been waiting outside the main hall, knelt on the ground and said tremblingly.

The king was shocked and his face turned ashen. He had thought that Tang Tian's medicine had worked, after all, Xia Linglong had been able to get up and drink porridge not long ago.

The news struck the king like a thunderbolt, causing him to nearly collapse to the ground.

Supported by several eunuchs, the king quickly arrived at the princess's palace, without even wearing a mask.

When the king saw Xia Linglong lying on the bed, barely alive, he felt a pang of sorrow.

This is, after all, his daughter, the apple of his eye. Even if his heart were made of stone, he couldn't possibly remain unmoved.

"Where is the imperial physician? Summon the imperial physician immediately!" The king was furious, practically ready to devour someone.

Several eunuchs rushed to the Imperial Hospital and brought almost all the imperial physicians with them.

"Imperial Physician Zhao, where is Tang Tian, ​​the one you recommended? Why doesn't he dare to come today?" the king said angrily.

Zhao Zefang was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he suddenly knelt on the ground, stammering and unable to utter a single word.

"Your Majesty, the princess's illness is exceptionally stubborn. Not even a celestial being could save her, let alone Tang Tian."

Now that things have come to this, he dares not hide anything and only hopes to shift the blame.

If he fails to cure the princess, it's not just his responsibility; the entire Imperial Medical Academy will be implicated.

The law does not punish the masses; Zhao Zefang's crime does not warrant the death penalty.

Even his medical skills would not be doubted by others.

He might be ridiculed if he couldn't cure a common cold, but it's to be expected that he couldn't cure an epidemic.

After all, no one dares to guarantee that they can cure this disease.

Upon hearing this, the eunuchs and palace maids knelt on the ground and began to weep.

Xia Linglong usually treats them well, and it is their good fortune to have such a good master.

If Xia Linglong were to truly perish, their fates would become increasingly difficult, and many might even perish with her.

The crying was not only out of heartache, but also out of fear.

"A bunch of useless trash! The Imperial Medical Academy can't even cure an epidemic. What use are you to me?"

The king said through gritted teeth, which immediately startled everyone.

"Perhaps Imperial Physician Hua has a solution," Zhao Zefang said timidly.

"Where is Hua Feiying? Where is he? Where did he go? Go and drag him here!"

Zhao Zefang gave a cold smile, clearly intending to embarrass Hua Feiying.

Everyone in the Imperial Medical Academy is kneeling here, but you, Hua Feiying, have escaped without a trace!

At this moment, Hua Feiying had already arrived at the government office and anxiously said to Xia Yeran, "Princess, she's dying."

Xia Yeran was stunned. He could tell from Hua Feiying's expression that the situation was serious. Otherwise, the other party would not have rushed over in such a hurry.

"Carry the cart, let's go to the Zhou residence," Xia Yeran said hurriedly.

Before the carriage was even ready, he was already as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He grabbed a horse at random and dashed off.

"Imperial Physician Hua, please return to the palace to assess the situation. I will arrive shortly."

Hua Feiying knew that he was going to find Lin Ping, so she didn't dare to waste any time and hurriedly returned to the palace to avoid Lin Ping being stopped by the guards.

"Wake up! Linglong is dying!" Xia Yeran pushed open the door and ran to Lin Ping's ear, shouting loudly.

Lin Ping didn't fall asleep simply because he was tired; he also fell into a coma because he was dizzy.

Xia Yeran could also see that he looked haggard, and for a moment she couldn't bear to wake him up.

Thinking of Xia Linglong's situation, he didn't hesitate to pour a bucket of cold water over Lin Ping's head.

"Your Excellency, what are you doing?" Zhou Xiyin ran over with heartache, hugging Lin Ping and crying pitifully.

She wouldn't allow anyone to hurt Lin Ping, not even Xia Yeran.

Lin Ping shook his head and opened his eyes with difficulty, his consciousness still somewhat blurred.

Seeing that he had woken up, Xia Yeran breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Linglong is dying, come with me to the palace quickly."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ping's head buzzed, and all his fatigue vanished. He grabbed his medicine box and hurriedly ran outside.

At this moment, Hua Feiying had arrived at the princess's palace, and felt a chill run down her spine as she faced countless pairs of eyes.

He wished that his appearance had broken the silence and drawn attention, rather than that everyone was waiting for him.

"Imperial Physician Hua, you've finally arrived! Now the princess's illness can be cured!" a young imperial physician said excitedly.

Hua Feiying's face darkened, and she even considered killing him.

Did I ever say I could cure the epidemic? This is a recipe for disaster for me.

"Hua Feiying, quickly treat the princess. If you can cure her, you will be the head of the Imperial Medical Academy!" the king said urgently.

The head of the Imperial Medical Academy is the highest-ranking official in the Imperial Medical Academy, two ranks higher than Hua Feiying. This is indeed an excellent opportunity.

But he knew his own limitations; if he couldn't cure the illness, he might be punished, even beheaded.

"Your humble servant...is powerless," Hua Feiying said tremblingly, kneeling on the ground.

"Useless trash! Take him out and give him thirty strokes of the cane!" The king was furious.

The reason he did not torture Zhao Zefang was because the entire Imperial Medical Academy was helpless; it was not solely Zhao Zefang's fault.

But now the king has placed his hopes on Hua Feiying, and he has disappointed the king, which is of course a different matter.