Reborn to choose a husband, I will lead the deposed prince to seize my ex-husband’s kingdom

The persistent high fever and the constant rash made Xie Chongyu, who had finally recovered from the pain of his leg injury, fall into the endless torment of new illnesses.

The doctors who were originally incompetent in healing were all beaten to death with sticks. Now, those kneeling in front of Xie Chongyu's bed are all the doctors sent by Xie Yan and Zhao Ying from the palace.

Xiao Fuzi hunched over and helped Li Yuanzheng out, stuffed him with a large bag of money, and asked in a low voice: "Master Li, what disease is my Highness suffering from now?"

Li Yuanzheng first stuffed the silver into his arms, then took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.

Looking around, Li Yuanzheng spoke in a very low voice: "Prince Rui is now suffering from such an internal disease. Looking at these days, I guess he was infected four months ago."

Xiao Fuzi's heart felt inexplicably tight, which meant that Xie Chongyu had already contracted this disease when his legs were still healthy.

The sudden onset of the disease that was originally in the incubation period must be because Xie Chongyu favored several sick women that night.

"Master Li, are you saying that His Highness is infected with a heart disease?"

Seemingly in disbelief, Xiao Fuzi's voice rose a little higher, and he said more bluntly: "You said that His Highness is suffering from Hualiu disease now?"

"What can I do about this?" Xiao Fuzi burst into tears immediately and kowtowed to Li Yuanzheng: "Master Li, please save my highness quickly."

How could someone like Li Yuanzheng, who had experienced many ups and downs in the whirlpool of power, not know that he was being used by Xiao Fuzi?

After Xiao Fuzi's howl, both Xie Chongyu in the room and everyone in the room knew about it.

There is no room for hiding the illness that Xie Chongyu is suffering from now.

Li Yuanzheng turned around and glared at Xiao Fuzi, touched the heavy silver in his arms, shook his head, and directly led a group of imperial doctors to wash themselves carefully before walking towards Qinzheng Hall.

At this time, sitting on the main seats in the Qinzheng Hall were Xie Yan and Zhao Ying, and sitting on the chair below was Xie Chongan, who was being reviewed for injuries by the imperial physician.

The sutures were removed, and several imperial doctors took turns to check the pulse and ventilate each other before sending out the most senior imperial physician to check.

"For the record, Your Majesty and Queen, Cheng Wang's injury is almost completely healed, but the tendon of his right hand was broken. He will definitely no longer be able to hold a sword in the future, and even writing must be moderate."

When Zhao Ying heard this, she turned her attention to Xie Yan. Since Li Lan'er's death, because Zhao Ying had done a good job in the draft, the couple is now somewhat harmonious.

Not missing the loneliness and helplessness between Xie Chongan's brows and eyes, Xie Yan sighed softly and had already made up his mind to let Xie Chongan be a favored but powerless leisurely prince in the future.

It's not that Xie Yan is partial, but how can the future king of a country be a person who can't write?

Xie Chongan's left hand had bulging veins hidden in his sleeve and his fingertips turned white.

He didn't want to look up at his parents on the golden palace. When he looked outside the palace, he saw Li Yuanzheng kneeling in front of the palace door waiting to be summoned.

He lowered his head and frowned, suppressing all the excitement in his heart.

Xie Yan raised his hand, and Li Yuan was walking out of the hall with a pale face. After he knelt down to say hello, he didn't dare to speak.

The empress, who had just heard that Xie Chongan was still calm due to his injuries, now walked straight down the golden palace.

"How is my Chongyu?"

Hitting his forehead on the jade floor one after another, Li Yuanzheng told the truth intermittently: "Prince Rui is now suffering from the disease."

The jade bead bracelet in Xie Yan's hand fell to the ground. He grabbed Li Yuanzheng's collar and asked, "You said that Chongyu is infected with Hualiu Disease?"

"Yes."

Li Yuanzheng closed his eyes and raised his head, blood falling down his cheek, showing his powerlessness in front of the emperor of a country.

"Based on the current symptoms, I have been infected for at least four months."

Zhao Ying was now extremely flustered. She took several steps in front of Li Yuanzheng and asked anxiously: "Why didn't you see Chongyu's legs when you looked at them earlier?"

"As long as there are no symptoms of this type of disease, it cannot be confirmed."

However, once symptoms appear, it is difficult to treat.

Judging from Xie Chongyu's condition today, Li Yuanzheng feels that he can only live for another year and a half at most.

But Li Yuanzheng would not say these words.

Having said that, it is something that will immediately make you lose your head.

With the support of Eunuch Hai, Xie Yan walked back to the golden palace step by step and sat on the high dragon chair.

My mind has only been able to accommodate Xie Chongyu for a long time. How can I still remember that there is Xie Chongan in this palace?

"Li Taiyi, Chongyu is the future prince of our Dayu Dynasty. If you can't save him, I will let you be buried with the whole Taiyi Hospital."

Xie Chongan lowered his head and tried his best to reduce his sense of presence, silently enjoying the heart-rending roars from Xie Yan and Zhao Ying.

Later, the little son they loved most would slowly rot and stink under their noses.

At that time, whether it is Xie Yan who jailed Xie Chongyu or Zhao Ying who helped Xie Chongyu lie, they will live in regret for the rest of their lives.

But how can the regret caused by Xie Chongyu's death alone make up for the favoritism Xie Chongan suffered over the years?

"Your Majesty, I was lucky enough to see Princess Mingyue's medical skills in Deshui. I also heard that Princess Mingyue had performed free clinics for several years. Maybe Princess Mingyue has treated such sick people."

Li Yuanzheng clenched his hands tightly, and under the pressure of death, he chose to take the risk.

After being revived, Li Yuanzheng was able to escape unscathed.

If she couldn't be saved and Xu Mingyue was implicated, she couldn't blame anyone else.

After all, everything Li Yuanzheng said was true.

But facing Xie Chongyu, who had hurt and tried to take away her many times, was Xu Mingyue really willing to lend a helping hand?

Xie Yan was hesitant.

Because the answer immediately came out of his heart.

will not.

And Zhao Ying naturally understood Xie Yan's hesitation.

Kneeling on the ground, Zhao Ying's eyes were already red: "Your Majesty, I am willing to go to the Zhenguo Palace in person and ask Mingyue to treat Chongyu with a huge profit."

Zhao Ying is the only one who can empathize with Xie Yan now. The majesty of the emperor was removed at this moment. Xie Yan walked down the golden palace, bent down to help Zhao Ying up, and wiped away Zhao Ying's tears pitifully.

"Ying'er, thank you for your hard work. I will go with you to see Chongyu tomorrow."

"I promise you that I will keep Chongyu alive and healthy until the day when he can securely sit on the throne."

Xie Chongan watched coldly as the empress in front of him suddenly crossed all the barriers because of Xie Chongyu, and his heart, which he thought would not cause any more troubles, was still filled with sadness.

Since then, the three of them are a family.

Since then, he, Xie Chongan, was the one who was abandoned.