Chapter 92.1 â That Was On Purpose, Wasnât It!?
After King Qiâs downfall, the court seemed to have become calm again. Lu Qipei and Qi Yang only chatted for a while, and no longer took the matter to heart. The two continued to live their own little lives until a royal physician from the Royal Medical Academy came to their doors carrying his medicine box.
At that moment, Qi Yang and Lu Qipei were sticking to each other, discussing how they would go to the hamlet during the two-day rest day to play and pick grapes. Suddenly hearing about the news from Zhi Ting, Qi Yang couldnât help but wonder, âNo one in the mansion is sick, why would a royal physician suddenly come here?â
As she said that, Qi Yang turned to look at Lu Qipei, and immediately remembered that it was impossible for her to invite a royal physician.
Lu Qipei pinched her finger and whispered in her ear, âOn the Longevity Festival, His Majesty said that he would send a royal physician.â
Qi Yang finally remembered this incident. She was still a bit flustered at that time, and was comforted by Lu Qipeiâs calmness. Afterwards, there was the incident involving King Qiâs dragonfish, and the palace banquet was ruined. The Emperor could not even celebrate his fiftieth birthday.
It had been more than a month since then, and even King Qi had been placed under house arrest. Qi Yang thought that the Emperor was having fun cleaning up his son, and had already forgotten about this matter.
Thinking of this, Qi Yang finally came back to her sense â it was most likely because King Qi had been placed under house arrest and the Emperor was almost done taking care of his son, so the Emperor thought of her again and sent the royal physician over.
Honestly, the Emperor really cared a lot his daughterâs issue with having an heir. Even after a month had passed, he still remembered that casual remark he made. If the other princesses knew how much the Emperor was caring for her, they would be so jealous their eyes would turn red.
But Qi Yang really didnât want this kind of care. She frowned anxiously and said to Lu Qipei, âItâs not easy to refuse the royal physician that Royal Father sent. Why donât you just go hide, and Iâll go see him alone?â
Right now, Zhi Ting was still waiting for a reply, and she looked at the couple in surprise. She had been working as Qi Yangâs head maid for many years, and she was quite perceptive. She knew why the royal physician came.
In fact, she didnât think there was anything wrong with this. Her Highness and her prince consort had been married for three years without anything to show for it. She just sat there hugging Lu Sheng close to her all day long. Zhi Ting was also looking over them anxiously, just hoping that they would have a baby quickly.
But what was this now? Her Highness asked the Prince Consort to hide! Was there really something wrong with her? As her personal maid, she knew well how much the two loved each other. And to be presumptuous, itâs not like she didnât know anything about what was happening in their private chambersâ¦
Before Zhi Ting could sort out her thoughts, she saw Lu Qipei shaking her head, saying, âHis Majesty has sent a royal physician to see the two of us. Even if you have me hide and get away this time, he would especially come again next time. So whatâs the point?â
But when she heard this, Qi Yangâs eyebrows frowned even more, and she said, âThen what do you suggest we do?â
Lu Qipei got up and straightened her clothes, saying calmly, âJust go and see him. His Majesty has always trusted the royal physicians of the Royal Medical Academy. As long as he diagnoses that weâre fine, there would not be a next time.â
She spoke confidently, immediately dispelling Zhi Tingâs suspicion that the Prince Consort is not âcapableâ. But Qi Yang was somewhat worried when she heard this. She reached out and took Lu Qipeiâs hand.
Since there were still others there, it was difficult for her to say anything else, but the worry and doubt in her beautiful eyes were clear.
Of course, Lu Qipei had full view of her expression. She smiled and said, âItâs alright. Letâs go see the royal physician. Things will be fine soon. When we return, weâll continue talking about the trip to the hamlet. We can also take Lu Sheng to see it.â
Qi Yang still knew Lu Qipei very well. Seeing her being so calm and confident, she could guess that the latter mustâve been confident. But the royal physician was very skilled in medicine. What means did she have to hide from the other partyâs examination and prevent him from discovering her identity?
With these doubts in mind, Qi Yang was eventually led by Lu Qipei to the front court to see the royal physician.
The emperor obviously doted on Qi Yang a lot. Even after a long time had passed, he still remembered to send a royal physician to diagnose his daughter and her prince consortâs pulses. He even sent the famous divine doctor of the Royal Medical Academy, who was also the Emperorâs most trusted royal physician.
Qi Yang looked at the old royal physicianâs gray hair, then turned her gaze to his fingers resting on Lu Qipeiâs vein. Her heart felt a little faint.
The old physician closed his eyes, feeling her pulse, not noticing Her Royal Highness The Princessâs worried eyes. On the other hand, Lu Qipei noticed it instantly. She gave Qi Yang a light and calm smile, silently reassuring her.
Qi Yangâs taut heart strings finally relaxed a little under Lu Qipeiâs calm comfort. But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the old royal physician who was taking Lu Qipeiâs pulse withdrew his hand and opened his eyes, giving out a clear and radiant gaze.
She instantly became nervous again. Qi Yang bit her lower lip and observed the old royal physicianâs expression first, then after seeing that there was no abnormal expression on his face, she finally dared to ask, âRoyal Physician Chen, how is the Prince Consortâs health?â
The old royal physician nodded slightly to Qi Yang and said, âDonât worry, Your Highness. The Prince Consort is in good health. The weather has just been very volatile lately, and thereâs a slight increase in heat. Just drink some herbal tea to reduce the heat, and everything will be fine.â
Most young people were healthy, especially those like Lu Qipei who had learned martial arts and didnât have any bad habits. The royal physician observed her complexion and did not think that she was sick. For that thing that the Emperor entrusted to him, he didnât notice anything strange after his diagnosis. It seemed that the problem wasnât with the Prince Consort.
Qi Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the physicianâs words, and her heart was filled with both joy and doubt. She snuck a glance at Lu Qipei, but couldnât ask anything right away, so she could only temporarily restrain his curiosity and said, âThatâs good.â
As she said that, the old royal physician looked at her. Seeing her come over, he extended his hand and made a gesture inviting her for the examination. âThis Minister asks Your Highness for your pulse.â
When it came to her own pulse, Qi Yang wasnât in as much of a hurry. She stretched out her hand and lifted her sleeve a little bit, revealing her delicate, porcelain-white wrist. She saw the old royal physician take a piece of gauge and cover her wrist, then he put his finger on her vein and began to feel her pulse.
Qi Yang waited for the result of the old royal physicianâs pulse diagnosis. She didnât care about it too much, so she casually started eye-contact with Lu Qipei. After a while, she looked back towards the old royal physician, only to find that his expression was much more serious than when he had previously examined Lu Qipeiâs pulse. He was clearly not as relaxed as before.
This made Qi Yang temporarily feel a bit panicked, and before the old royal physician finished diagnosing her pulse, she asked, âWhatâs the matter? Is there anything wrong with me?â