The princess was ordained by Heaven.

The emperor said sternly, "You don't need to worry about this matter. If the Grand Tutor and the Duke of the State blame you, I will help you stop them."

Zheng Xun shrugged indifferently: "If I can stop them, I will. If I can't... just be careful my sword is too fast. Once it's drawn, I can't stop it and I'll cut them all down with it..."

The emperor slapped her on the forehead: "You still dare to talk tough! You're really something! I don't know where you get your confidence from. I told you not to worry, just listen to me, don't say anything or think anything out of line."

Zheng Xun immediately became obedient: "I understand."

I just want to know, you can control what I say, but can you control what I think?

The emperor slapped her again: "I told you not to even think about it!"

Zheng Xun retorted, "I never thought of that! You're slandering me!"

Whether you've thought about it or not, you know the answer yourself.

Eunuch Li listened to the father and daughter arguing without any surprise. When he saw Xu Zhen's surprise, he explained with a smile, "My master is quite lively when he's with Miss."

"Good."

Time flew by as they talked, and the doctor only opened the door halfway through to give them a prescription before locking them outside again.

Knowing that the emperor was worried, Li Xiaojun personally went to supervise the servants as they prepared the medicine.

After a long while, the door opened again, and everyone rushed in.

The emperor asked with concern, "Doctor, how is the young master of the He family?"

Seeing that the old doctor looked tired, Xu Zhen helped him sit down to the side, poured him some tea, served him some snacks, and even prepared water for him to wash his hands.

[Tsk tsk, I wonder how envious those doctors who have been the subject of medical disputes would be if they saw this scene.]

The doctor, who was being well cared for, visibly relaxed his brow: "I've done my best. The whip marks on his body aren't too serious, but the wound on his forehead is deep and shows signs of worsening. He's in poor health and has developed a high fever. We'll see if he can pull through in the next few days..."

The emperor blamed himself, saying, "General He entrusted his grandson to me, and it was my fault for not taking good care of him."

However, he was never one to make things difficult for himself, so his self-blame quickly turned into anger towards Wei Yang and Yang Jiayi.

Of course, the person in question is dead, but they still have family members, don't they?

The doctor jumped up, grabbed the emperor's shoulder, and roared, "Who do you think he is?"

Li Zhuo placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, preparing to teach this disrespectful old man a lesson.

The emperor wiped the spittle off his face expressionlessly, then waved his hand behind his back at him.

Zheng Xun also pressed down on his wrist: "Commander Li, please calm down."

Commander Li relaxed and looked at the old doctor who dared to challenge the emperor with genuine admiration.

The emperor emphasized, repeating, "General He's grandson."

The old doctor asked, "Which General He are you referring to?"

"It's General He from the He Family Army."

The old doctor got up and walked out without expression.

Xu Zhen paused for a moment, then raised his voice and asked, "What are you going to do, Elder Yuan?"

“I remember having a few good medicinal herbs at home,” he stopped, his figure appearing even more gaunt against the light. “I will save Young Master He’s life.”

His figure disappeared outside the door. The emperor suddenly turned his head and asked Xu Zhen, "How skilled is this old gentleman?"

Xu Zhen hesitated and said, "Doctor Yuan does have some reputation, but it's all among the common people. He doesn't want to get involved with the powerful and wealthy. The reason he's willing to make a house call this time is because he owes me a favor."

The emperor asked in bewilderment, "Why? If he could get close to powerful and influential people, he could live a life of comfort and ease."

“My father,” Zheng Xun sighed with an air of maturity, “it’s easy to lose your life even when treating the powerful and wealthy!”

"How could this be? Doctors are precious..."

Have you ever counted how many imperial physicians died during the reign of the late emperor?

The late emperor treated his ministers very well, but the imperial physicians seemed to be excluded from that group.

The late emperor had many beloved children, and whenever any of them suffered from a headache or fever, the imperial physicians who couldn't cure them risked their lives. It was a truly tragic situation.

"Moreover, there are countless doctors willing to treat the powerful and wealthy, but how many are willing to work for the common people? There must be someone who looks after those struggling in the world."

It sounds simple to be indifferent to fame and fortune, but how many people can truly do it?

I admire Mr. Yuan. He went to the most remote places, charged the lowest consultation fees, saved countless lives, and still persisted in his ideals.

The emperor pondered for a moment: "What do you think about letting him treat your aunt?"

Xu Zhen: "That depends on Mr. Yuan's wishes."

The Emperor said, "He has no choice. Even if he is unwilling, I have plenty of ways to make him do it willingly."

Zheng Xun glanced at him sideways: See? See? This is how the powerful and wealthy are.

“If he is willing to make house calls, I can give him a token so that he can choose his own patients.”

Zheng Xun: !

Well, he's just being petty. No wonder he's her father.

Zheng Xun looked at Xu Zhen: "Doctor Yuan, are you skilled in detoxification?"

Xu Zhen shook his head slightly.

The emperor rubbed his temples in disappointment. However, he received a reply from Chief Physician Zhao: his daughter, who was skilled in detoxification, had already begun her journey to the capital. So, he was a little disappointed, but not too much.

Zheng Xun went over and massaged his shoulders: "Aren't you busy enough during the week? You finally have a day to relax, so don't worry about anything. You're an emperor, not a god. How can you be perfect in every aspect?"

A smile gradually appeared on the emperor's face: "I never thought you'd have such pleasant words."

Zheng Xun shrugged: "No, you need to conserve your energy so that you won't be unable to protect me when the Duke of Zhuguo and the Grand Tutor come looking for trouble."

The emperor slapped her hand away: "Then you don't need to worry about it."

Doctor Yuan returned half an hour later. He was an old man with white hair and beard, carrying a huge bundle on his back, and walked steadily toward them.

But Zheng Xun was still very afraid that he would twist his waist or sprain his ankle.

Unfortunately, Dr. Yuan was unaware of her worries and went back into the house with his bundle.

As night fell, Jianyang and the Crown Prince arrived and learned everything, both filled with regret.

The Crown Prince honestly lowered his hands and said, "It was because I was too playful."

Jianyang said listlessly, "It's because Jianyang is too lustful."

Zheng Xu couldn't help but laugh.

The emperor didn't blame them: "Alright, I'll go back to the palace first. You all stay here and guard the palace. Don't be stingy with the medicine. Give Doctor Yuan whatever he needs. Make sure to save Young Master He's life."

Zheng Xun suddenly stood up: "I'm going back too."

The emperor hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

Xu Zhen saw them out.

Once outside the courtyard, the emperor slowed his pace and asked, "I see you are quite talented in literature. When do you plan to take the exam?"

Xu Zhen apologized, saying, "This humble citizen yearns for a life of leisure and has no ambition for officialdom."

Zheng Xun pouted: "I don't believe it."

"I am of a peaceful nature and do not enjoy fighting."

"Don't you harbor any ambition to serve your country?"

Xu Zhen remained silent for a moment, then lowered his head and chuckled softly: "Why does the princess think Jingzhi will enter officialdom?"

He shouldn't have revealed his lust for power in front of her, right?

"'Having read all three thousand volumes of books, one should ride the clouds to the ninth heaven.' Wasn't this line of poetry written by Jingzhi?"

Xu Zhen: Okay, we've been exposed.