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The next day, as usual, Wen Yi entered the palace to treat the emperor's illness.

On this day, the treatment was over. If the emperor did not have any more attacks, it would only require some medicine to recuperate.

Therefore, after finishing the acupuncture session, Wen Yi did not continue to massage the emperor's body. Instead, she bowed to him and said, "Your majesty, do you still have a headache in the next few days?"

The emperor twisted his neck and said happily, "I haven't had an attack these past few days. Not only that, I feel that my neck has become sore before. I don't feel that anymore. Warmth, your medical skills are truly brilliant!"

Wen Yi laughed, "If there's no way, then it's painful, and if there's pain, then it's no way.

The Emperor waved his hand and said, "Those imperial doctors who are nurtured in my palace don't have any ability at all. They can't even compare to you."

She understood that Song Yunqian's worries from the other day were not without reason, so she took a step back and said humbly: "This humble girl does not dare to claim credit for my actions. In fact, the imperial physician in the palace is more than ten times stronger than this humble girl, but this humble girl just happens to be knowledgeable in acupuncture and moxibustion.

The emperor stared at Wen Yi, "It's rare for you to be so modest despite your high medical skills, but I heard that Ke Er woke up. Is this your credit?"

Wen Yi didn't know how to answer, and could only stand to the side, saying with her head bowed: "This, Doctor Zhuge and Imperial Physician also put in a lot of effort."

The Emperor replied, "I will reward you for your deeds. I have a question to ask you. You must answer me truthfully."

Wen Yi bowed her hands and said, "This humble woman will definitely answer truthfully. Your Majesty, please ask."

The emperor got up from the couch and used his hand to stroke the wrinkles on his yellow dragon robe. The wrinkles immediately began to smoothen up. When he walked in front of Wen Yi, Wen Yi subconsciously took a step back. The Emperor looked at her with a frown, "You seem to be very afraid of us!"

Wen Yi forced out a smile, "The emperor is awe-inspiring, this humble woman is truly awed."

The emperor said with a smile, "Of course, there's no need to be so fearful."

The two were very close, and the emperor's scent was very strong. He rushed towards Wen Yi, forcing Wen Yi to close the distance so that she could barely breathe. Wen Yi took a deep breath, leaned backwards, and subconsciously increased the distance between him and the emperor.

Wen Yi had nowhere to run. She did not dare to look at the expression in the emperor's eyes, as she clearly knew what this dubious gaze was. As a doctor, she was even more clear that the emperor was releasing his so-called charm like a peacock spreading its tail to attract her.

Just as Wen Yi had nowhere to run, there came a knock on the door. It was the fructus davidii's voice, and he said respectfully outside the door: "Your majesty, the State Advisor said he has something important to speak to your majesty."

The Emperor's face sank as he said, "Let him wait outside."

Wen Yi saw the opportunity and immediately replied: "Your majesty, the State Advisor has something important to discuss with you. This humble girl should not obstruct the Emperor from carrying out his business, this humble girl will take her leave." With that, she bent her body and left in a hurry.

The emperor had an amused expression on his face. "This girl runs so fast. It's fine too. Women need to be reserved."

Wen Yi walked out of the main hall and met the State Advisor head on. The State Advisor was startled, but Wen Yi's heart was flustered, she did not have the time to look at her, and immediately walked out.

Song Yunqian was waiting outside the arched door. Seeing her rushing out, his expression panicked and his heart dropped. He immediately went up and asked: "What happened?"

Wen Yi wanted to say something, but she hesitated. She looked at the palace maid walking behind him and said softly: "We'll talk about it when we get back."

Song Yunqian knew that the situation was bad, and led Wen Yi out of the palace with a gloomy face.

After exiting the palace, Song Yunqian tugged on Wen Yi's hand and asked: "What happened?"

Wen Yi had already calmed down at this moment, her expression heavy as she said: "Qian, just now, your royal father … It seems a little unusual. "

Song Yunqian's heart sank, "You're saying, he treats you...?"

Wen Yi nodded silently, and was silent.

Song Yunqian clenched his fists and said coldly: "He's already over forty, and he's still interested in you?" He looked at Wen Yi with anger in her eyes. "Did you do something to make him misunderstand?"

Wen Yi raised her eyebrows, and looked at him with slight annoyance, "What do you mean? Are you saying that I want to seduce your royal father? "

Song Yunqian said coldly: "If you didn't have anything to say or do, why would he have ill intentions towards you?"

Wen Yi said lightly: "You're really funny, I don't want to argue with you about this matter. I'll give you some time to calm down, I don't want to talk to you right now." With that, she carried the medicine box and left.

Song Yunqian chased after her and held her back with a helpless look on his face, "Sorry, I lost my composure and spouted nonsense, but did you really not give him any wrong hints?"

Wen Yi was unable to accept this kind of suspicion. She took a step back and said: "In front of your royal father, I only have one status, and that is the doctor who cured him. I have never thought of anything else, nor did I think that he would think of anything else.

He hugged her. "Don't even think about it!"

Wen Yi said in a low voice, "Song Yunqian, if you don't even have this little bit of trust in me, then, there's absolutely no need to pester me any further."

Song Yunqian's words caused him to tremble in fear. He hugged her tightly and said in a daze, "This king is wrong, I shouldn't have doubted you. It's just that, given how things are now, royal father will not let this matter rest." He let go of her and stared at her for a moment. Suddenly, he held her hand and resolutely said: "Let's go back. If a prince wanted to take the Chief Consort, the emperor had to grant him a marriage, otherwise, she would be condemned.

Wen Yi was somewhat anxious, if she were to go in and ask the Emperor for the marriage agreement, it would probably cause the position of Song Yunqian in the heart of the Emperor to plummet. She could not stay with him for the rest of her life, but she could not bring disaster upon him.

Just as she was hesitating, she saw a horse carriage slowly approaching. Wen Yi unconsciously pulled apart the distance between her and Song Yunqian, because she recognized that this horse carriage belonged to Prince Zhenyuan.

Sure enough, the carriage slowly stopped in front of the two of them. Song Yungang opened the curtain and looked at Song Yunqian indifferently: "royal brother is so free today to enter the palace?"

Song Yunqian's expression was also somewhat cold, and he said: "Isn't royal brother the same?"

Song Yungang looked at Wen Yi who was behind Song Yunqian, and said: "I heard that royal brother recommended a Dr. Wen to treat royal father, and that he is surnamed Wen, and is also a young female doctor, just that, how can I compare to the one from the past, it is just that, how can I compare to the one from the past?"

Wen Yi slightly raised her eyes and looked at Song Yungang in shock.

Song Yungang closed the curtain and spoke to the driver: "Enter the palace!"

Song Yunqian was stunned silent. Song Yungang's words had reminded him of one thing, and that was that Wen Yi's identity must not be revealed. Just that, if he did not clarify Wen Yi's identity, royal father might not even cut off his love for this marriage.

Wen Yi was curious about Song Yungang's attitude, but when she thought about how deep the relationship between them was, she could not help but sigh. What was the point in fighting over the throne if it was because of power, fame, or a struggle for the throne, and if it made enemies between brothers who were once close to each other?

Of course, Wen Yi who was in this peaceful and prosperous world, naturally did not understand the cruelty of the fight for the throne. Most of the time, it wasn't just the interested parties that wanted to fight for him. The power behind him would also continuously promote his mental state and power.

Yes, what could be more satisfying than a monarch descending upon the world?

Inside the carriage, other than Song Yungang, there were also Princess Zhenyuan Ye Er and Wangsun An Ran.

She pulled Song Yungang's hand and frowned: "Why would you say that? Because of Wen Yi's death, he has been feeling sad for three years. "

Song Yungang said expressionlessly: "Is he sad? His sadness was only on the surface, for the royal father to see, was to let everyone think that he had deep feelings for his. Didn't you see the ambiguous look on his face when he was talking to the female doctor? Wen Yi had only walked for three years, but he was already impatient to find a woman to fill in the gap. Even if the woman's surname was Wen, she was still a doctor, but how can she compare to Wen Yi? "

An Ran was three years old this year, so the young him naturally didn't know who Wen Yi was. He only asked after hearing what his royal father and mother had to say, "Royal Father, who is Wen Yi?"

Song Yungang hugged An Ran and kissed her on his tender cheeks: "Wen Yi, is your adopted mother. Without her, there would be no mother, no little An Ran, and so Wen Yi is the savior of An Ran and Mother."

An Ran blinked her large eyes in confusion. "What does her godmother look like?"

"Your adopted mother is the most beautiful woman in the world," she said with a smile.

"More beautiful than mufei?" An Ran raised her head to look at the wangfei, her chubby hands roaming around the wangfei's body looking for TangTang.

"A hundred times more beautiful than mufei. A person's beauty is not in their appearance, but in their heart. Do you understand?"

An Ran obediently shook her head. "I don't understand. Beauty is beauty. If you aren't beautiful, you aren't beautiful."

Song Yungang and Princess Qian Qian looked at each other, their eyes filled with a warm smile. They all knew that the happiness before their eyes was not easy to come by. They had to cherish it.

Song Yunqian and Wen Yi returned to their residence with heavy thoughts. Coincidentally, Zhu Fangyuan came to look for Wen Yi with one hand holding a piece of charcoal and the other holding Chief of Hair.

Song Yunqian glanced at Zhu Fangyuan indifferently, "What are you doing here?" His enmity towards Zhu Fangyuan stemmed from the fact that he had been intimate with Wen Yi two times. Although Wen Yi proved that there was nothing between them, he still disliked Zhu Fangyuan. Of course, on the account of the Old General Zhu, he didn't do anything excessive to him either.

Zhu Fangyuan, on the other hand, did not have any hostility towards Song Yunqian. He smiled and said, "Charcoal is sick, let me bring it over for Wen Yi to see."

"Charcoal?" Song Yunqian's expression suddenly changed, "Who are you referring to as Charcoal?"

Wen Yi held the charcoal and said: "Of course it's him. How could he be sick? You must take him swimming again. Please, find someone to keep you company.

Song Yunqian stared at Charcoal and grinded his teeth. "You said this dog is called Charcoal?"

Wen Yi smiled and said: "Yes, isn't that nice to listen to?"

Song Yunqian glared at her, snorted, and left with his sleeves flicking.

Wen Yi and Zhu Fangyuan looked at each other, and Zhu Fangyuan said in shock: "What is he angry about? You offended him? "

Wen Yi shook her head and said in a daze, "It's not me, everything was fine just now." The two of them looked at Charcoal and said in unison, "He doesn't like dogs!"