After transmigrating into the book, I helped my mother reconcile with her divorced husband.

"Nothing to worry about? You've vomited blood like this and you say nothing to worry about?" The Crown Prince was both anxious and angry, not knowing what to do with Lu Zhiyuan. He caught sight of Imperial Physician An out of the corner of his eye and transferred his anger to him: "What are you standing there for? You're a doctor, I'm a doctor, didn't you see the Crown Princess is vomiting blood like this?"

Physician An quickly got up to take Lu Zhiyuan's pulse, and his fingers were visibly trembling.

"Brother Crown Prince, don't scare him." Without a handkerchief, she wiped the blood with the Crown Prince's sleeve. "It's just detoxification, nothing serious. There was a commotion outside just now, were assassins coming?"

The prince's eyes flickered: "Were you distracted by those sounds?"

Lu Zhiyuan did not deny it: "Lu Yun is seriously injured, and I am in this state. The Crown Prince didn't bring many people with him, and since we were traveling incognito, we couldn't reveal our identities. I'm worried about implicating him. Those people aren't a single assassin; they're all ruthless. I..."

The Crown Prince hugged Lu Zhiyuan tightly: "Even in this state, you're still worried about me?"

Lu Zhiyuan tugged at his clothes: "You are the Crown Prince. What will happen to Beiliang if something happens to you? What will happen to my maternal grandfather, mother, and uncles?"

The prince's eyes reddened: "And what about you? What are you going to do?"

Lu Zhiyuan laughed: "Doesn't Crown Prince know? A-Yuan is going to die sooner or later."

The prince's heart skipped a beat. He carefully supported her and gently carried her back to bed.

"Stay here, don't leave for a moment," the Crown Prince said to Imperial Physician An. "Find a way. If anything happens to the Empress, your entire An family will be executed."

While complaining, Lu Zhiyuan comforted the frightened Imperial Physician An: "Don't listen to him. He's just a prince. He has no right to make your whole family pay with their lives. Don't worry, I'll write a letter to my second uncle and Imperial Physician Jiang, explaining that my illness has nothing to do with you and that the prince is taking his anger out on you. If I really... I will never implicate the innocent."

Physician An prostrated himself on the ground: "It was my mistake, and I am willing to die to atone for it."

"If you die, who will administer acupuncture to me? I finally married the Crown Prince and became his consort; I still want to live a couple more years." She coughed twice deliberately. "Doctor An, can you still administer acupuncture? I still have a nineteenth needle that can salvage the situation. This needle is on the life-or-death point. If it succeeds, it can turn the tide; if it fails, I still have seven days to live. Doctor An, do you dare to gamble with me again?"

Imperial Physician An clenched his fist, pondered for only a moment, and then solemnly said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to fight you!"

Lu Zhiyuan casually mentioned the acupoint, and Physician An was taken aback. It was a true life-or-death acupoint. When he was learning acupuncture as a child, his grandfather had repeatedly warned him never to touch that acupoint under any circumstances. His grandfather had practiced medicine all his life and was bestowed the title of "Number One Acupuncturist in the World" by the late emperor, yet he had never touched that acupoint.

"Is Your Majesty certain that I wish to use acupuncture on this acupoint?"

"Yes, but you must keep your hand steady when inserting the needle."

Imperial Physician An took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, I will not fail you."

Lu Zhiyuan closed her eyes: "Please, Imperial Physician An, administer acupuncture to me!"

Physician An took out his needle kit, concentrated his mind, and steadily inserted the silver needles into the acupoints. The stinging sensation began to spread from the point of insertion, coursing through his entire body along the meridians. Lu Zhiyuan trembled in pain, clutching the quilt tightly.

Imperial Physician An stared intently at the needle, not moving an inch. The Empress had instructed that the needle must remain inserted for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, he hurriedly removed the needle. Upon closer inspection, Lu Zhiyuan was not only drenched in sweat, but her entire body was also covered in purple scars.

"Miss?"

Lu Zhiyuan slowly opened her eyes: "Thank you, Physician An, this acupuncture was just right."

"What's wrong with Your Highness's body?"

"It's nothing serious, it's from the acupuncture, it will disappear in another quarter of an hour. Please trouble Physician An to bring me the firefly. I need to bathe and change my clothes."

Imperial Physician An rose, stepped aside with his hands at his sides, and said, "Whether you would like a medicinal bath, Your Majesty, I can prepare the medicine for you."

"A salt bath will suffice; there's no need to trouble the imperial physician."

"Your Majesty, I will assist Physician Cui in finding the medicine." Physician An took another half step back. "Seven years ago, before I entered the capital to become a physician, I already learned of Your Majesty's situation from my maternal grandfather and father. I am not afraid of being implicated, nor am I afraid of my entire family being executed. To be honest, Your Majesty, I am not yet married, and I only have an elderly mother at home. If I die, my mother will not live alone. I sincerely hope that Your Majesty is well and hope to help Your Majesty overcome this crisis."

"Wasn't Physician An's grandfather an imperial physician? If so, why didn't he live in the capital?"

“My grandfather is old and has asked to resign and return to his hometown. My family and I will naturally go back with him.”

"Is Physician An's father not skilled in medicine?"

“It’s not that he’s bad at it, but that he’s completely clueless.” Physician An smiled bitterly. “When my grandfather was a physician, he neglected his family affairs and his relationship with my grandmother was very distant. When my father was young, my grandmother often vented her dissatisfaction with my grandfather on him, which made my father resent my grandfather and unwilling to follow him to learn medicine.”

"The mistakes of adults are ultimately borne by children." Lu Zhiyuan sighed. "Doctor An meant that there is only an elderly mother at home?"

“My grandfather and grandmother passed away three years ago, and my father reunited with them a year ago. Only my elderly mother and I are left in my family.” As he spoke, Physician An knelt on the ground: “I have a matter to ask Your Majesty to decide for me after you recover.”

The Crown Prince and Zuo Yi went to the county government office.

The magistrate was completely stunned when he saw the imperial edict.

It wasn't mentioned above that the land belonged to the prince.

He had contested the Crown Prince's land and disturbed his guests; his head was likely in danger of falling. Faced with Zuo Yi's rebuke, he honestly and truthfully confessed everything he knew.

That area was originally wasteland, but it was later reclaimed by that old man surnamed Xu.

According to county regulations, whoever reclaimed the wasteland owned it, only needing to pay the corresponding taxes and grain as stipulated by the imperial court. The Xu family had always done so, and the county had no problem with it. Until someone took a fancy to that piece of land, saying it was a feng shui treasure and wanted to take it for themselves.

"To take it for oneself is to collude with the government to rob it?"

"No, no," the magistrate waved his hands repeatedly. "I was not involved in those things before; I just turned a blind eye. It's not that I was negligent; it's that I really couldn't afford to offend them."

The magistrate told Zuo Yi and the prince that the man initially wanted to buy the land and offered double the price. However, the Xu family was stubborn and refused to buy it even if it meant death. Later, they proposed exchanging land for the best land in the county, but the old man Xu still refused, saying that he had cultivated the land himself and had an emotional attachment to it, no matter how barren it was, and besides, he had taken good care of it.

Seeing that Old Xu was unyielding, the man hardened his heart and hired a group of hitmen to pose as robbers and kill Old Xu's wife, son, and daughter-in-law. His daughter-in-law was three months pregnant when she was killed. A poor, happy family was thus destroyed.

The prince drew his sword and pointed it at the magistrate's head: "Since you know this, why don't you do anything about it?"

The magistrate said with a bitter face, "It's not that I don't care, it's that I can't. Not to mention that I don't have any evidence, even if I did, how could a seventh-rank magistrate like me possibly fight against the Duke?"