When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

"Your Majesty!" Fulu burst into tears and wanted to beg for mercy. After years of service, he knew the emperor's temper. Besides, the emperor never joked. Fulu only hated himself for making a mistake that would bring eternal regret. He had second thoughts and regretted his original decision. Now he could only kowtow silently: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

Xu Xinyue compiled a detoxification formula based on the ingredients obtained, as well as a set of nourishing and conditioning soups and medicinal diets: "Your Majesty's body has been obviously damaged, but it was discovered in time and the damage was stopped in time. If you take good care of yourself, there is still a chance that you will recover."

Qin Chuanji received: "Recovery, maybe? What's the possibility?"

Xu Xianyue said honestly: "About seven or eight."

Qin Chuanji was anxious: "Can't it be fully recovered?"

Xu Xinyue was indeed in a dilemma at this moment: "Your Majesty is old, and your body is not as good as before. I have done my best to recover to this point."

"Although I am a doctor, I am only a doctor. I cannot be like an immortal and help Your Majesty return to his heyday."

Qin Yuechuan couldn't bear to see Xu Xinyue suffer any injustice, so he said forcefully: "Third brother, since Yueyue said so, she must have done her best. Why make things so difficult for me!"

"But..." Qin Chuanji still had something to say.

"Alright! Shut up! You two are giving me a headache. Can't you just be quiet?"

The emperor's voice was no longer full of energy, but a little depressed: "I know my health well. Princess Rong, just do your best. Even though you hear those old guys shouting "Long live the emperor" all day long, you are still a mortal body after all..."

"Father is in the prime of life and will surely live a hundred years." The person who spoke was Qin Xingyue. The emperor glanced at him and said nothing more: his eldest son's physique might not be much better than his, and he still came to comfort him, alas!

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing. The pills that the Taoist priest took are not poisonous. On the contrary, they are nourishing. Your Majesty will not be harmed by taking them."

There was a glimmer in the emperor's eyes, but he said calmly: "I understand. It's late today, you can go back."

The three of them bowed and left the palace. Qin Chuanji was about to get on Qin Yuechuan's carriage, but he stopped him: "It's inappropriate for you and I to come together today. Fortunately, the emperor didn't notice it. Go find a carriage by yourself."

"It's snowy and the roads are slippery. Can my brother bear to leave me here? The more so, the more inconvenient it is to keep entangled. I'll go in first."

Qin Chuanji sneaked in like a scoundrel.

Qin Yuechuan had no choice but to help Xu Xinyue get into the carriage.

The roads were slippery due to the snow, and the horses walked slowly for safety. The only echo on the empty streets was the clatter of horse hooves.

Xu Xinyue had been calculating the accounts in the bookstore all day, and was taken to the palace at night before she had time to rest. After watching such a show, she was extremely tired. When she got on the carriage, she just wanted to close her eyes and rest, but in less than a quarter of an hour, her body leaned against the carriage and gradually tended to slide to one side.

Qin Yuechuan carefully helped her body, and in order to let her sleep more peacefully and comfortably, he gently and slowly lifted her head and rested it on his legs. Xu Xinyue seemed to have found a stable landing point, and rubbed her cheeks twice. After a while, her breathing gradually became even and long.

Qin Yuechuan remained silent, lowered his eyes, and gently gazed at the peaceful sleeping face of the person in his arms.

With endless tenderness and sweetness welling up in his heart, he gently stroked Xu Xinyue's soft black hair. The delicate touch of his fingertips made him more reluctant to leave.

Qin Chuanji saw it all. Although he didn't want to break this peaceful and gentle atmosphere, he couldn't help but say what he wanted to say. After enduring for a long time, he finally said in a low voice: "Royal brother, how do you think the emperor will treat Qin Zhaolie in the future? Will he--"

He made a motion of wiping his neck with a knife and stared at Qin Yuechuan without blinking.

Qin Yuechuan didn't look at him, but he knew what he meant. He used his fingertips to lightly tidy up the strands of hair on Xu Xianyue's forehead and whispered, "Probably not. However, I'm afraid Qin Zhaolie will never have the hope of taking that position again in the future.

In my opinion, the emperor will not reveal his true feelings immediately and destroy his hopes. After all, he is still very useful in maintaining the balance of the court.

At least, he will not be told his true intentions until the emperor has completed his reorganization."

"You mean, the emperor will continue to give him some hope from time to time, so that he feels that he is still qualified and capable of sitting in that position... But, in reality, he will never have another chance..."

"Well, if my guess is correct, it will probably be like this."

Qin Chuanji hissed, "How cruel! If Qin Zhaolie knew many years later that all his hard work had become worthless long ago and was completely for the benefit of others, he would probably go crazy—"

Crazy? Qin Yuechuan thought about his past life. If he couldn't hold back, he might resort to risky tactics again.

Therefore, in this life, he will eliminate Qin Zhaolie's rebellious minions one by one, turning him into a complete useless person, from power to body.

However, Qin Zhaolie’s “secret place” has not been found yet. We can’t delay any longer. We must find a way to make him reveal his true identity.