The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 185 - Hope

Sang Yan was a bit anxious.

Having been influenced by what He Ying said, she too had doubts about Hong Zhao’s intentions, but skepticism aside, they couldn’t just let her leave.

As long as there was hope for a cure, they couldn’t let the opportunity slip away.

“This snow monkey is really cute.”

She casually picked a lighthearted topic.

Hong Zhao’s eyes showed confusion. “Does the Empress need something else?”

Sang Yan pursed her lips and took a compromise approach: “I see you’re unwell, why don’t you rest here for a couple of days?”

She knew that He Ying would send someone to verify Hong Zhao’s identity and her credibility.

And what she needed to do was be hospitably attentive, to not offend the visitor too much.

He Ying had been a bit too forceful in his approach just now.

Hong Zhao understood Sang Yan’s thoughts, and cooperatively, her lips curled up in a smile: “That would be great, thank you, Empress.”

Her sudden arrival naturally put them on guard.

In fact, even if they had painstakingly sought her out, with the Emperor’s caution, he would probably still be wary.

So, what she needed to do was never about dispelling their suspicions or gaining their trust, but to make sure there was nothing questionable about her medicine.

A doctor capable of taking a life without leaving the slightest trace.

Qing Wu also glanced at Sang Yan.

Without saying anything, she bowed and then proceeded to push Hong Zhao out of the room.

They had barely left,

When He Ying summoned Pei Muyang in.

The couple had a tacit understanding, Sang Yan already knew what He Ying was thinking.

“Immediately send someone to check out this woman’s background.”

“Yes.”

Pei Muyang took the order and left.

Sang Yan sat beside He Ying, her face showing distress: “You’re not upset with me for making the decision to keep her here?”

He Ying responded with a tender smile: “Why would I blame you when you’re doing it for me?”

She was considering his health.

Besides, even if she hadn’t spoken up, he wouldn’t have let that woman leave so easily.

If she truly harbored ill intentions, letting her go would be like releasing a tiger back into the wild?

*

Pei Muyang returned the following night to report back.

He had been in a hurry throughout the journey.

For the sake of security, he had not allowed anyone else to get involved and had handled the investigation himself.

“Your Majesty, this servant has an important matter to report.”

At that time, Sang Yan was combing He Ying’s hair, a rare moment of peace shattered.

He Ying frowned slightly, visibly displeased.

Sang Yan gave him a helpless look and let Pei Muyang come in.

“How did the investigation go?”

He Ying’s tone was very cold.

Pei Muyang glanced at He Ying, seeing his stern expression and not understanding what might have upset the Emperor.

Could it be that he had done something to displease the Emperor?

With that thought, his expression tensed: “Your Majesty?”

“Just speak. Don’t mind him.”

Sang Yan, stifling a laugh, signaled for Pei Muyang to pay no heed.

At that moment, Pei Muyang understood: could it be that the Emperor and Empress had a small tiff?

That was not his concern then.

He relaxed a bit and spoke in a lowered voice: “Your servant personally checked the Divine Doctor Hong Zhao’s background. She is from Quanzhou, born into the He Family who are renowned for their medical skill, with her parents and brothers all present and well-known doctors themselves. Due to her poor health, she lives in reclusion on Cangcui Mountain. When her health permits, she goes out to be a traveling physician. She has returned to Quanzhou just these past few days.”

“You’ve worked hard!”

Sang Yan, unable to contain her delight, comforted Pei Muyang with a few words.

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He Ying’s brows also relaxed somewhat, though his emotions were not as outwardly displayed as Sang Yan’s.

“I’m going to see the Divine Doctor. You were rather dismissive of her earlier, probably upsetting her.”

Sang Yan said with a smile on her face as she left the room.

Once she was gone, He Ying’s imposing manner returned as he turned to Pei Muyang and said, “I’ve just remembered that Doctor Liu is also from Quanzhou. After leaving the palace, he should have returned there. Go find him quickly.”

Doctor Liu was an elderly physician in the palace.

After growing old, He Ying had allowed him to leave the palace to enjoy his remaining years.

His medical skill was also profound; many of the imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital had once been his disciples.

“Yes.”

After affirming, Pei Muyang speculated, “Emperor, do you not trust that Divine Doctor’s medical skills?”

He Ying stood by the window, hands clasped behind his back, with his golden robe fluttering in the wind, his loose hair billowing likewise. For a moment, he appeared as if he could ascend to immortality.

“Let’s not discuss her medical skills for now. A frail and sickly woman, accompanied by a maid equally lacking strength, managing to be an itinerant doctor without harm—Pei Muyang, do you find that normal?”

He Ying’s tone revealed neither happiness nor anger.

Upon careful consideration, Pei Muyang felt a chill throughout his body.

Indeed, he had been neglectful!

“Then should I immediately capture her and interrogate her severely—”

This woman turned out to be cunning!

And she had almost fooled even him!

“No need!”

He Ying raised his hand to stop him, “Perhaps I’m overthinking. If she truly is Hong Zhao, she must be remarkable in more ways than just her medical skills. If she can really cure the poison, just have someone watch her prescribe and prepare the medicine.”

Primarily, Sang Yan was too worried about his poisoning; he didn’t want her to be troubled indefinitely.

Thinking of her hopeful expression, he did not wish to let her down.

Let’s give it a try.

That woman shouldn’t be able to cause trouble right under his eyes.

“Yes. I understand.”

Pei Muyang dared not question He Ying’s command.

He Ying added a reminder, “Remember, the search for Doctor Liu must be conducted in secret, let no one find out.”

“Yes.”

“And keep it from the Empress.”

If Sang Yan found out, she would surely be anxious.

“Yes. I understand it all.”

Pei Muyang knew what He Ying was concerned about. When he left, he did not show any hint of irregularity, but he quietly went to find Doctor Liu.

At the same time,

Sang Yan was still in Hong Zhao’s room.

Hong Zhao had been staying in the State Mansion for two days. Unlike the typical physician, her room was filled with the fragrance of incense, not permeated by the odor of medicine.

She enjoyed soaking in baths and burning incense.

After her bath, wrapped in a pale aqua silk gown, Hong Zhao reclined on a soft couch in a fragile and alluring manner.

“Empress, the poison you mentioned, I had encountered during my travels. This poison, called ‘Cicada Heart’, first appeared in Beiqi.”

Sang Yan had already described He Ying’s symptoms of poisoning to her.

At the mention of the name “Beiqi,” a bright light sparkled in her eyes: She truly was formidable! She seemed to have the potential to detoxify him! Just by hearing the symptoms, she knew the origin of He Ying’s poison!

“Divine Doctor, can you treat him?”

Sang Yan asked eagerly.

Hong Zhao smiled gently, coughing behind her handkerchief twice, her face paling as she nodded, “Though the treatment process is complex, it is still, cough, possible to heal.”

She coughed violently.

Almost every sentence was interrupted by several coughs.

Her face, originally flushed red from the soaking and steam, was now as pale as a paper effigy.

Sang Yan couldn’t help but worry, “Are you, are you alright? Your illness—”

It seemed similar to Miss Lin’s condition?

“It’s nothing serious. Just innate deficiency.”

Hong Zhao did not wish to discuss her own illness and quickly changed the topic, “Tomorrow, cough, tomorrow, I will take the Emperor’s pulse and prescribe accordingly. His treatment will begin as soon as the medicine is prepared per the prescription.”

“Alright. Best you rest well; I won’t bother you anymore.”

Sang Yan stood up. Seeing her in such a state, she felt uncomfortable lingering any longer.

People are already like this; how could she still demand their effort to entertain her?

Alas, there’s truth in the saying ‘physicians can’t heal themselves.’

Lost in thought, Sang Yan left the room and instructed the servants of the State Mansion to take good care of Hong Zhao.

After Sang Yan left, Qing Wu entered from outside.

“Miss, she seems quite happy. She must believe it, doesn’t she?”