Upon hearing the news of Doctor Cheng’s arrival, Princess Consort Ying seemed to emerge from her own world. Tearfully, she spoke. "Doctor Cheng, quickly check on the Fourth Prince. He was fine when rescued, but now what’s happened to him?" Upon hearing this, Doctor Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to examine. After feeling the Fourth Prince’s forehead, he said again. "Your Ladyship, it’s best to place the Fourth Prince on the bed, so I can better diagnose him." The young Fourth Prince was once full of life, but now he lay limp as if his bones had turned to mush. Seeing this, Princess Consort Ying wept uncontrollably. If not for Rong Le’s support beside her, she might have already fallen. After carefully checking the pulse, he comfortingly said, "Your Ladyship, don’t worry. The Fourth Prince has swallowed water, naturally causing a slight fever. This will help expel the cold from his body. There’s no need to be overly anxious. I’ll prescribe some medicine, and he will recover." Hearing this, the nanny and Rong Le felt much more at ease. But Princess Consort Ying frowned and said, "Doctor Cheng, you must know, I just had those careless servants beaten to death. If you’re as negligent as they were, you’d better be careful; the next head to roll might be yours, understand?" Doctor Cheng, scolded , felt weak in the knees. He was an Imperial Physician, naturally sensitive. The moment he entered the courtyard, he could smell the scent of blood; how could he not notice? He was frightened but had to suppress his fear to treat the Fourth Prince. Otherwise, Princess Consort Ying wouldn’t spare him, and he couldn’t face the Emperor either. "Rest assured, Your Ladyship, I will do my utmost!" With Doctor Cheng’s repeated assurances, Princess Consort Ying let him go to write the prescription. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, yet Princess Consort Ying secretly instructed, ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ N()velFire.net "I don’t quite trust this Doctor Cheng. Rong Le, find a way to go out with the prescription and consult the famous doctors outside. Once it’s confirmed correct, give it to the Fourth Prince." "Your Ladyship, but the Fourth Prince still has a fever now; if we delay, could there be trouble?" "Hmph, since when are my orders subject to your questioning?" Rong Le, being scolded , immediately shut her mouth. So, after getting the prescription, she began finding an excuse to go out. Poor Fourth Prince didn’t even know his small life almost ended due to Princess Consort Ying’s excessive caution. The Emperor originally stayed at Qin Xian Hall, but he moved west for Lin Wanyi. Now, for convenience, he remained in the east. In the middle of the night, Dong Yuzhong suddenly came hastily to report that the Fourth Prince was unwell. The Emperor was startled awake from his sleep. "What’s going on? Didn’t Doctor Cheng see him? He said there’s no major issue!" "Reporting to Your Majesty, Doctor Cheng indeed saw him and prescribed medicine, but Princess Consort Ying worried about issues with the prescription, so she sent someone to check it outside. They haven’t returned yet. Originally, in the afternoon, the Fourth Prince only had a slight fever, but now he’s reportedly having convulsions from the fever." "Ridiculous! Is Princess Consort Ying crazy? She distrusts everyone I send! If this delays the Fourth Prince, I’ll take her life!" To the Emperor, these concubines were just pawns to check the previous court. There was no real affection. The Princes were naturally more important. He didn’t have many sons, not counting Lin Wanyi’s unborn child, only three. The Second Prince was recovering from a severe illness, the Third Prince was healthy all along, while the Fourth Prince was also healthy before Princess Consort Ying caused this turmoil. Who knows what’s wrong now? He was naturally anxious. So he quickly dressed and rushed into Princess Consort Ying’s courtyard. Upon entering, he heard Princess Consort Ying’s shrill cries, which made his heart sink with a bad premonition. Indeed, he saw the Fourth Prince burning up like an oven. The child, once fair and tender, now seemed like a ball of fire, with cracked lips. Below, Doctor Cheng knelt, continually pleading. "Your Ladyship, please set down the Fourth Prince, allow me to use acupuncture, or else these seizures will cause severe issues!" "No, no! You must want to harm my son! The Eldest Prince had the same fever years ago, and your incompetence with needles killed him! It must be that, it must be that! It’s you, it’s you!" Princess Consort Ying, in a frenzied state, spoke while holding the Fourth Prince tightly. In her madness, she ran around, flinging the Fourth Prince all over, who was on the verge of rolling his eyes back. The Emperor immediately shouted and said, "Is this entire room full of useless people? Hold down Princess Consort Ying and get the Fourth Prince out!" The nanny and Rong Jia rushed forward, but even their combined efforts couldn’t hold down Princess Consort Ying. Seeing this, the Emperor, disregarding other matters, joined in to seize the child. Unfortunately, Princess Consort Ying, either struck by insanity or something else, suddenly bit the Emperor’s arm hard, refusing to let go. The pain made the Emperor suck in a breath. Dong Yuzhong was scared to death, quickly shouting to the guards behind him, "Protect the sovereign, protect the sovereign!" Then he threw himself forward, regardless of anything, fiercely pulling at Princess Consort Ying. Wanting to drag her away from the Emperor. The guards, having immense strength, soon separated the trio. The nanny, protecting the Fourth Prince, carried him to Doctor Cheng, while on the Emperor’s arm, a deep bite mark bled, leaving a bruise. Princess Consort Ying, overwhelmed with emotion, fainted. The maid Rong Jia rushed to support her. "Doctor, quickly call the doctor! The Emperor is injured!" At Dong Yuzhong’s shout, the people in Princess Consort Ying’s courtyard realized. How dare their mistress! Wasn’t this going to cause them all to die? Instantly everyone knelt, shivering and begging for mercy. The Emperor, annoyed, found the arm pain considerable but not as great as his concern for the Fourth Prince. Pushing away Dong Yuzhong’s supporting hand, he addressed everyone, "Do everything to save the Fourth Prince. If anything happens to him, you won’t need to live either." When Doctor Dou arrived hurriedly, he saw chaos before his eyes. Seeing the faint blood stains on the Emperor’s yellow robes, he quickly came to check. Upon examining the deep, almost bone-exposing wound, he couldn’t help but frown. "Your Majesty, for the next few days, be careful not to let it touch water or certain foods. Otherwise, in this heat, the wound may recur." "Hmm, Doctor Dou, after checking the injury, please examine Princess Consort Ying, she seems possessed to me.