Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 459 - 458: Now, Let Me See Your Loyalty

Chapter 459: Chapter 458: Now, Let Me See Your Loyalty

Prince Ziyue was stunned for quite a while before he finally snapped back to reality.

The seventh daughter of the Duke Residence of Beiming Country, Chu Qianli.

She had a name and a status.

Moreover, by the looks of her age, she did not seem to be more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

How could it possibly...

"Mother, what’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Long Ziyue hurried over to support her, "Mother, has Her Majesty...has she made things difficult for you?"

Although she asked the last question in a hushed tone, Prince Ziyue still glanced at her with a warning, "Disaster comes from the mouth, have you forgotten the lessons your mother taught you?"

"I am sorry, it’s my fault, I just..."

"Her Majesty has treated me well, and she has been sending the Imperial Physician to diagnose me during this time."

Although she had just reprimanded Long Ziyue, Chu Qianli could still see that Prince Ziyue was very affectionate towards her daughter.

However, having an outsider like her present, Prince Ziyue was cautious in her words and actions.

She seemed quite unwilling to trust anyone.

"Ziyue, is this Miss Chu the Divine Doctor whom you have invited from Beiming?"

Before entering the palace, Prince Ziyue had already received a letter from Long Ziyue mentioning this matter.

Long Ziyue quickly said, "Yes, Mother, she is Ali, the one mentioned in Ziyue’s letter who saved Ziyue from a perilous situation."

Prince Ziyue looked at Chu Qianli, whose expression had by then returned to calm.

She coughed twice, smoothed her breath, and then asked, "Miss Chu, have you seen Her Majesty?"

"Of course, I have," Chu Qianli nodded, suddenly turning to Long Ziyue, "Ziyue, I need to examine Prince Ziyue, but I do not like having other people around."

"Alright, I’ll wait outside," Long Ziyue immediately stood up, gave a courteous nod to Prince Ziyue, and then left the room.

Seeing this, Prince Ziyue could not help but feel surprised.

Her daughter trusted this Miss Chu so much.

After Long Ziyue left, Prince Ziyue looked at Chu Qianli and asked seemingly casually, "I’ve heard that Her Majesty has also been indisposed these past few days. Have you examined Her Majesty as well?"

"Are you suggesting that if my medical skills were truly exceptional, why would Her Majesty have me treat you? And if my skills were inadequate, my presence would be useless, right?"

Chu Qianli placed her medicine chest on a low table beside her, ignoring the surprised look on Prince Ziyue’s face. As she arranged her tools, she said:

"I have diagnosed the Empress. She suffered a serious injury over a decade ago and likely has foreign matter left in her body. Over the years, she has been able to suppress it through her strong physique and profound Inner Strength, but..."

She glanced at Prince Ziyue, and, as expected, saw the shock in her eyes.

Chu Qianli smiled and continued, "But now she is older and naturally cannot compare to her younger self in strength. The foreign object has been inside her for many years and has fused with her flesh. The surrounding tissues have been affected, damaging her internal organs."

"You actually..." Long Tianliu was filled with mixed feelings.

After all, it was her own sister, and she did not want to see her own sister tormented by sickness.

Yet for many years, she had a doubt in her heart: were the late emperor and the prince truly harmed by Long Tianliu?

If it was really Long Tianliu’s doing, even if she was her sister, she would feel no pity.

Before the matter was clarified, Prince Ziyue’s heart was deeply conflicted.

"What did you tell Her Majesty then?" she inquired.

"I informed Her Majesty that she was suffering from a deficiency of vital energy and blood and needed medicinal cuisine to recuperate."

"Besides that..."

"Nothing else."

Chu Qianli’s words made it instantly clear to Prince Ziyue why Her Majesty was willing to let her examine her.

Perhaps now, in Her Majesty’s mind, she viewed her the same as any other doctor, no different from the Imperial Physicians in the palace.

"However, Her Majesty is a meticulous person, and just because she cannot figure it out now, doesn’t imply she won’t understand it tomorrow."

"I understand." That’s why she could not stay long in this Imperial Palace.

The more time that lingers, the greater the danger.

"But I had to come to see you," she said.

"Why?" Prince Ziyue heard the undertone in her words—an implication of more.

Could there be another purpose?

"Let me take your pulse first."

Chu Qianli prepared her instruments and her long fingers rested on Prince Ziyue’s wrist.

Gradually, her expression grew solemn.

"I know I’ve been ill for a long time and no medicine has worked," said Prince Ziyue, a flicker of disappointment passing through his eyes.

Who wouldn’t want to live a few more years? But it seemed she truly had no chance left.

"It’s not entirely hopeless. Your pancreatic function is damaged, and indeed, the illness is quite severe."

In these ancient times, people were short-lived—Chu Qianli had come to understand why.

It was all due to the backward medical technology.

"It’s not incurable, but I don’t have the medicine with me right now. To fully heal your condition, I need to get the specific treatment for it."

"I can still recover?" Prince Ziyue’s face showed disbelief.

Every doctor—those who dared to speak and those who did not—came to the same conclusion.

They had all sentenced her to death!

"By injection, there is still a chance for recovery. However, as I’ve said, I don’t have the medicine right now," Chu Qianli packed up her things and took the opportunity to leave a message on WeChat for her senior brother: "Please find a way to get me the following two types of insulin."

But she didn’t know when her senior brother would see the message or send her the items.

These things are not available on Taobao.

So for now, she was powerless.

"I will write a prescription for Ziyue. You should take the medicine according to this prescription for now. However, it will only alleviate the symptoms, not the root cause. I can’t get the curative medicine just yet."

She wrote a prescription but did not hand it over to Prince Ziyue right away.

"Miss Chu, is there something else you wish to say?"

Prince Ziyue always felt that this girl was hiding many thoughts.

But from the moment she saw Chu Qianli, she hadn’t been able to put up her guard against her.

Because she looked too similar!

That demeanor was just too familiar!

She really resembled Princess Xiyue!

"I have some questions I want to ask you in person," Chu Qianli said expressionlessly.

"So, did you intentionally send Ziyue away?"

Prince Ziyue propped herself up with the help of the carved post on her bed, slowly sitting up.

Chu Qianli did not help her, for her own expression was not a good one.

Prince Ziyue had no idea what she was thinking; she couldn’t see through whether this girl had any hostility towards her.

"Speak, I am listening," Prince Ziyue coughed.

"Whom do you truly serve at heart?" Chu Qianli asked.

Prince Ziyue was taken aback, staring at her without understanding.

"Ziyue said you were loyal to Princess Xiyue, but I can’t easily trust that."

Suddenly, she took a token out from her clothing’s pocket.

"Now, show me your loyalty. If you’re willing to cut off your own hand, I will believe you!"