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

A short while later, a pitiful scream came from outside the door.

After being beaten thirty times, Hua Feiying's body was almost falling apart, and she was convulsing with pain all over her body.

"Linglong, your father is here. Don't be afraid. No one can hurt you." The king seemed to have accepted the reality and only wanted to spend more time with his daughter.

When he revealed his fatherly side, everyone was moved.

He was, after all, a father; if not forced by circumstances, how could he have given up his daughter's happiness?

As a ruler, he would not admit to any wrongdoing, but that does not mean he would not regret it.

"Young Master Lin..." Xia Linglong murmured incoherently as her consciousness gradually faded.

The king couldn't understand what she was saying, so he could only put his ear to her mouth.

"Your Majesty, please reconsider..." Upon seeing this, everyone knelt on the ground and pleaded.

Xia Linglong has contracted an epidemic, and the closer you are to her, the greater the chance of being infected.

The king remained unmoved and continued to press his lips to hers, as if he could hear the words "Young Master Lin".

"Master Lin?"

The king muttered to himself, immediately recalling the official surnamed Chen in his mind, and then said sternly, "Summon the Minister of Revenue and his son!"

Even when a person is about to die, his words are good.

The young master Lin that Xia Linglong mentioned is very likely the person she is obsessed with.

The first thing the ruler could think of were the sons of these officials—upon closer examination, it seemed that only Lin Pi, the son of the Minister of Revenue, was a possibility.

Although this man was somewhat of a playboy, he was undeniably handsome and dashing.

The king's attitude toward this person was unpredictable.

Having an affair with the princess is a capital offense.

But he didn't want to go against Xia Linglong's last wish.

The Minister of Revenue felt uneasy on his way to be summoned.

It was not unusual for the king to summon him to the palace, but it was somewhat unreasonable to send his good-for-nothing son to the palace.

"You damned brat, have you caused me trouble again?" The Minister of Revenue slapped him across the face.

Linpi covered his face, feeling wronged but not daring to defend himself. He didn't know what wrong thing had reached the king's ears.

"Lord Chen may not know this yet, but the princess is critically ill and keeps calling out for Young Master Lin," a eunuch kindly reminded him, lest the other party be wrongly accused.

"Princess? You unfilial son, how dare you have an affair with the princess!" The Minister of Revenue was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he no longer had the courage to enter the palace.

If he had known earlier that Lin Pi was capable of such a heinous act, he would have preferred to break his legs much earlier.

Lin Pi was also terrified. He admitted that he was sometimes a womanizer and had even abducted women, but he would never dare to lay a hand on a public woman.

Or perhaps the princess concealed her identity and had a one-night stand with him?

"You unfilial son, never admit it, even if you're beaten to death!" the Minister of Revenue said angrily.

Since the princess's life is hanging by a thread, she probably won't answer. There are countless people with the surname Lin in the world, so you can't conclude that it's Lin Pi just because someone says "Young Master Lin".

"Thank you for the reminder, Your Excellency." The Minister of Revenue handed the man a thousand taels of silver with a grin.

It would be a good thing to be able to establish a relationship with the Minister of Revenue through this matter, so the eunuch accepted the silver notes without hesitation.

"Your humble servant pays his respects to Your Majesty!" The Minister of Revenue, together with Lin Pi, kowtowed.

"So you are Linpi?" the king asked coldly.

Lin Pi lowered his head and remained silent, when suddenly a strong smell of urine filled the room.

A coward like him, who bullies the weak and fears the strong, would only wet his pants in front of the king.

The Minister of Revenue blushed. Even if Lin Pi had made a huge mistake, it didn't deserve such humiliation.

The king wanted to see if he could win the princess's favor; if he performed well, he might even be given an important position.

Little did I know he was a coward.

"Take him out and give him thirty strokes of the cane," the king said mercilessly.

"Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me! I really have nothing to do with the princess!" Lin Pi was terrified and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

"It seems you admit it!" The king's face grew even darker.

If he weren't that Young Master Lin, why would he say such things?

"That idiot deserved to be beaten to death," the Minister of Revenue cursed inwardly.

He had originally wanted to plead for Lin Pi, but now he didn't have the courage.

"Sixty strokes of the cane!" the king said through gritted teeth.

He even considered killing Lin Pi outright; not only was he cowardly and afraid of trouble, but he also dared to do it but not to admit it.

The princess must be blind to have fallen for him.

Soon after, another pig-like scream came from outside the door. It must be said that Lin Pi was young and energetic, and his scream was several times louder than Hua Feiying's.

And they call out in various accents.

"Are pigs being raised in the palace?" Lin Ping asked in confusion as he rushed over.

He clearly heard the sound of a pig being slaughtered nearby.

Xia Yeran was equally puzzled. How could pigs be raised in such a prestigious place as the royal palace?

As they approached the princess's palace, they discovered that the pig was actually quite handsome.

"Imperial Physician Hua, what happened?"

Seeing Hua Feiying lying weakly on the ground, Lin Ping asked anxiously.

This was clearly the result of being flogged, meaning that Hua Feiying had angered the monarch.

There is only one thing that could cause this consequence: the princess's condition is extremely urgent.

He was even afraid that Xia Linglong had already passed away.

"Dr. Lin, you've finally arrived! Please go and take a look..." he said, shaking his head as he spoke.

Hua Feiying had just seen Xia Linglong's condition, and just as Zhao Zefang had said, even a celestial being descending to earth couldn't save her.

Lin Ping was startled, mistakenly believing that Xia Linglong was dead, and rushed in like a madman.

Several eunuchs tried to stop him, but Xia Yeran shouted them away. After all, he was a prince, and his words carried some weight.

"Is there really no way at all?" The king asked almost pleadingly as he watched Xia Linglong's life force grow weaker and weaker.

He knew that rage wouldn't save Xia Linglong, but giving these imperial physicians a chance to fight back might actually be useful.

“The princess has been infected by an external evil, and her five internal organs are failing. Even a great immortal cannot save her,” Zhao Zefang replied, bowing his head.

In the Imperial Medical Academy, he and Hua Feiying were the most famous and had the best chance of being promoted to the position of Dean or even the Director. Now that Hua Feiying had been flogged, it was uncertain whether he would be able to get out of bed in the future. How could he compete with him?

He only needs to maintain his current position; there's no need to rush to make a name for himself.

"Five organ failure? Even a miracle worker couldn't save him? That's utter nonsense! Incompetent doctors are misleading people!"

At that moment, a sharp voice came from outside the door, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Judging from his imposing presence alone, this man completely overshadowed Zhao Zefang, and even the king thought that a capable person had arrived.

"Who goes there? How dare you question my medical skills!" Zhao Zefang stood up angrily, not wanting to leave a bad impression on the king.

"Just a nobody." Lin Ping had already entered the dormitory and was relieved to find that Xia Linglong's condition wasn't too bad.

When everyone saw Lin Ping's appearance, they were immediately filled with sighs.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes experience. Every famous and skilled doctor is over fifty years old with gray hair and beard. You, Lin Ping, are just a young upstart. Are you sure you're not here to die?