Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Chu Xuanchi's mind was full of thoughts, but it did not stop him from speaking, "Thank you for your kind words, mother."

Queen Jingren stared at him carefully, "Chi'er doesn't look right, are you feeling unwell?"

Chu Xuanchi answered truthfully, "I drank some wine at the banquet last night, which caused my injury to flare up."

Emperor Wenzong scolded, "Don't you know your own health? Have you forgotten the imperial physician's repeated warnings to avoid alcohol?"

His scolding was different from usual. It was no longer the authority of a king over his subjects, but the concern of a father for his son.

"I have never forgotten, but yesterday was my wedding day, and my eldest brother was so kind, I would be disrespectful to refuse."

Chu Xuanchi pulled the Prince of Jin into the matter with a simple explanation. He believed that Emperor Wenzong would overthink things given his suspicions.

Emperor Wenzong snorted coldly, "This boss really has no sense of propriety. He always persuades people to drink at every banquet."

It was a well-known fact that the King of Jin was fond of drinking, and many people who gave him gifts took great pains to collect fine wines from all over the country.

"Chen'er should be here too. Why didn't he try to persuade King Jin? He has been a doctor for a long time, so he should know the pros and cons of this."

Empress Jingren frowned slightly. She knew that with the Crown Prince's temperament he would definitely remind her, but Emperor Wenzong might not know about it.

Chu Xuanchi smiled faintly, "Brother Crown Prince has advised, it is my own pleasure, I am willing to drink a few cups with you brothers."

Empress Jingren had achieved her goal, so she didn't say anything more. Many times, one must know when to stop, as talking too much will only backfire.

"You are so reckless. How can you be so willful when you are so old!" Emperor Wenzong ordered loudly, "Li Tuquan, call the imperial physician immediately."

Although his previous sentence was blaming Chu Xuanchi, it was out of concern, and at this moment he looked somewhat like a kind father.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Li Tuquan responded and waved to a young eunuch standing next to him, signaling him to call the imperial physician.

Soon after, the imperial physician hurried into Chengqian Palace carrying a medicine box. After kneeling and paying his respects, he took Chu Xuanchi's pulse.

Mo Zhaohua had already been seated, and her seat was next to Chu Xuanchi's wheelchair. She paid close attention to the imperial physician's examination the whole time.

Although she could not take the patient's pulse herself, she was able to obtain some useful information from the imperial physician's detailed questioning.

Judging from the imperial physician's questions alone, Chu Xuanchi's injuries were much more serious than she thought, making her eager to get treatment.

She had wanted to secretly take his pulse last night, but he was so alert while sleeping that he would react when she just touched him.

Fortunately, they were already married, so she would soon be able to confess to him that she knew medical skills. It would just depend on whether he dared to accept treatment.

After the imperial physician made a diagnosis, Emperor Wenzong asked anxiously, "How is the prince?"

The imperial physician knelt on the ground and said, "This is very bad. Your Highness must not drink alcohol until your injuries have healed."

Emperor Wenzong looked at Chu Xuanchi with dignity, "Did you hear that clearly? If you do it again, I will not forgive you."

Chu Xuanchi lowered his head and admitted his mistake, "I know I was wrong."

Queen Jingren said, "Princess Yu, please be more careful in the future and keep an eye on Chi'er. Don't let him drink too much."

Mo Zhaohua lowered his eyes and responded obediently, "Yes, mother."

Emperor Wenzong added, "It's rare for me to come to the palace. I wanted to talk about the affairs of Southern Xinjiang, but you ended up making yourself suffer like this."

Chu Xuanchi said indifferently: "It's okay, I'm used to it. If you want to talk about the war in Southern Xinjiang, I can accompany you."

"Your Highness, this is absolutely impossible. You already have a fever. According to the current trend, your temperature will continue to rise and you will fall into a high fever."

The imperial physician plucked up his courage and stopped Chu Xuanchi's desperate behavior in time.

Emperor Wenzong pretended to be angry, "Listen to yourself, now is the time to show off? You don't want the life you saved with great difficulty?"

Chu Xuanchi smiled gently, "I don't want to die, so I'll wait until I feel better before entering the palace to see the emperor."

If his childhood memories were not so clear, he would have been bewildered by the warmth of the scene before him, and even deeply trapped in it.

He glanced at Mo Zhaohua beside him, but she lowered her head slightly, and he couldn't see her expression, wondering if she had been fooled.

"Okay, then I'll wait. You take Princess Yu to pay respects to the Queen Mother, and then go back home and take good care of yourself. Your health is the most important thing."

Emperor Wenzong's voice was less majestic, his words were slightly gentler, his expression was softer, and he looked more like a kind father.

Chu Xuanchi saw it all but remained unmoved. After paying his respects to Mo Zhaohua, he left Chengqian Palace and went to Shoukang Palace.

Halfway through, Mo Zhaohua worriedly asked Wuying to stop for a moment, and then reached out and covered Chu Xuanchi's forehead.

Feeling the heat in her palms, she felt worried and distressed. "Your temperature is getting higher and higher. Can you hold on?"

Chu Xuanchi didn't care, "It's nothing, don't worry, Princess. Compared to what happened on the battlefield back then, this is really nothing."

The young eunuch who was following beside him heard this and his eyes flashed quickly, but no one else could see this scene.

Not long after Chu Xuanchi and his wife left, Empress Jingren also left Chengqian Palace, leaving only Li Tuquan and the imperial physician in the palace.

Emperor Wenzong's face was no longer gentle, only the majesty of an emperor. "How is his injury recovering?"

The imperial physician was still kneeling on the ground. "It's not better than last time. At the current rate, it will take three to five years to recover."

Emperor Wenzong's eyes darkened slightly, "Back off."

"I'll take my leave." The imperial physician stood up, saluted, and walked out with his body bowed.

Emperor Wenzong rubbed his forehead tiredly, sighed and asked, "Little Li, do you think I did something wrong?"

Li Tuquan dared not say that he was wrong, "Your Majesty is also for the stability of the country and the people to live and work in peace and contentment."

Emperor Wenzong asked again, "Do you really think so? Shouldn't we let Lao Wu recover as soon as possible and go to southern Xinjiang to fight?"

Li Tuquan said: "Your Highness the Prince is not the only one in Southern Xinjiang who can fight. We in Dongling have many brave and skilled fighters."

Emperor Wenzong looked helpless. "The struggle for power among the royal family is bound to cause turmoil and even shake the foundation of the country. I am truly helpless."

Li Tuquan lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, Your Majesty should put the country first."

Emperor Wenzong continued to probe, "I took this bad decision for the sake of the country. So, what was the purpose of your actions last night?"

"I am a stupid slave." Li Tuquan has become a wise man and it is impossible for him to answer such a question that could cost him his life.

"If even you don't dare to say it, then others will be even less likely to say anything. The boss is now more and more able to compete with the prince."

Li Tuquan didn't dare to respond, and walked forward, "Your Majesty's tea is cold, I will give you another cup."

Emperor Wenzong chuckled, "You old wily fellow, you're changing the subject again. You've gotten older and less courageous."

Li Tuquan poured the tea calmly, "I am old, my brain is getting duller, and I have not been able to grasp many things in time."

Emperor Wenzong's voice became colder, "I am old, and everyone is starting to stare at the chair under my butt."

Li Tu said nothing. Eunuchs were most afraid of discussing state affairs, especially such a big matter. Ten heads would be enough to chop off if they did so.