With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

The next day, the imperial physician came to diagnose Azhen.

Hearing that her health had not improved and her condition had not worsened, Yuan Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but was also somewhat disappointed.

After His Majesty said those words last night, she thought that the imperial physician's diagnosis today would indicate that His Majesty's health had improved.

It was just wishful thinking on her part.

But it's good that things haven't gotten worse.

Her Majesty was indeed in good spirits today, and Yuan Qi did not see her frown, so her health should be fine.

In the past, His Majesty would often frown because of hidden injuries, and even the medicine prescribed by the imperial physicians could not stop the pain. These injuries were the result of years of accumulation.

Even if one doesn't concern oneself with state affairs, one still cannot manage things well.

It is said that once, His Majesty led his men to ambush in the water for two hours. That water was nearing winter, so you can imagine how cold it was.

Now that the weather is cold or it rains, His Majesty feels particularly unwell, and unfortunately she cannot bear this pain for His Majesty.

There was no morning court session today. After breakfast, A-Zhou began to handle government affairs.

These things were easy for her, not difficult at all.

Now, her main focus is on laying the foundation for the future of Zhao Kingdom, and she plans to take things one step at a time.

Throughout the morning, A-Zhuang noticed that Yuan Qi was observing her, occasionally revealing a happy expression. After a moment's thought, she knew what was going on.

The client is in poor health and rarely feels well; he often feels unwell.

Yuan Qi is someone I trust, and she knows all this very well.

Most of the morning had passed, and A-Zhen hadn't shown the slightest discomfort, which naturally made Yuan Qi happy.

The body's condition was indeed very bad, but Azhen had no intention of curing it for the time being. The pain in her body was nothing to her.

It would be strange if it were done too quickly, so let's leave it like this for now. Who knows, it might have some surprising effects later on.

"Does Your Majesty wish to check on the princesses' studies?" Yuan Qi asked. In the past, His Majesty would check on the princesses' studies before lunch.

After His Majesty made it clear that a female heir would be chosen from the imperial clan, the imperial clan sent their daughters of marriageable age to study at the Imperial Academy, instead of just sending their sons there.

His Majesty's insistence on choosing a female heir naturally drew discontent from many, but it was suppressed by His Majesty. Furthermore, since the selection was to be made from members of the imperial clan, it was good that whichever family was chosen. Gradually, all parties accepted the situation.

Princess Nuo is currently performing very well and is favored by His Majesty. She has become a thorn in the side of some people, but His Majesty is still here, so those people dare not make any rash moves.

"Let's go take a look," Azhen said. After sitting for most of the morning, it was indeed time to go for a walk and see if the Imperial Academy had the successor she was looking for.

We should find them as soon as possible and train them early.

It doesn't matter if there isn't a suitable candidate; she can live a long time and wait patiently. She can definitely select a good successor for the client.

The Imperial Academy of Zhao Kingdom is where members of the royal family study.

Looking at these words, Xie Nuo was actually a little sleepy, but thinking of his great ambition, he perked up again.

You have to persevere. If you can't even persevere at this point, how can you compete with others for the throne?

Recently, a few guys here have been really annoyed with her, making sarcastic remarks about her being a woman.

She wasn't so clueless as to take a childish squabble to her aunt; that would make her seem utterly incompetent. Fortunately, she had lived for over twenty years in her previous life and had been a proper university student—a decent one at that—which proved her learning ability was commendable.

She has been in this world for ten years, and she is still not quite used to the local language, but it's not that she can't read it; she is gradually getting used to it.

There's just too much to memorize.

And once she entered the Imperial Academy, there was a lot to learn, which gave her a bit of a headache.

However, because of her extra lifetime experience, she learned much more easily than others, and her unique insights often earned the praise of her teacher.

In the Imperial Academy, Xie Nuo was doing very well, with a group of followers around him.

Many people were unconvinced, but they couldn't compete with her and there was nothing they could do but watch.

The mornings are mainly spent reading, practicing calligraphy, learning to paint, and appreciating art.

In the afternoon, outdoor courses are arranged, including horseback riding, archery, and martial arts.

Xie Nuo quite enjoyed the afternoon classes. Horse riding and archery were alright; once he grasped the basics, they were easy to pick up. Martial arts training, however, was more tiring; to achieve any results, one inevitably had to endure hardship.

Xie Nuo is actually a rather lazy person at heart. If she hadn't transmigrated once and ended up here, she would have wanted to compete no matter what. Sometimes she really just wanted to lie down and relax.

She greatly admired her aunt, wondering how she had managed to survive those years of war.

“Princess Nuo’s views are always so novel.” Yuan Qi couldn’t help but whisper, then remembered what happened last night and quickly stopped herself.

Although she didn't know His Majesty's thoughts, and Princess Nuo hadn't done anything wrong, His Majesty seemed to be observing Princess Nuo now, not as firm as before. She even had a vague feeling that His Majesty would no longer choose Princess Nuo.

Azhen didn't mind, and just laughed: "Some of her ideas are indeed good and worth thinking about."

Xie Nuo's ideas were the essence of generations of blood and tears from another world; how could they not amaze people? It's only natural to be amazed by them.

Otherwise, how could the client entrust the future of Zhao Kingdom to the other party?

"Having ideas alone isn't enough; the most important thing is how to do them. If you have good ideas but can't do them, they're just wishful thinking," Azhen said.

Yuan Qi remained silent; it seemed His Majesty truly had some issues with Princess Nuo.

She's always been by His Majesty's side, how could there be things she doesn't know?
Yuan Qi didn't dwell on this matter much; after all, she was only loyal to His Majesty and would listen to him.

Azhen made her stance clear to Yuanqi because Yuanqi was trustworthy. She wanted to share her thoughts with those around her to prevent them from getting into trouble because of Xie Nuo.

Yuan Qi's ending wasn't good. After Xie Nuo ascended the throne, he initially relied heavily on Yuan Qi. However, the two later disagreed on many things, and Xie Nuo gradually marginalized Yuan Qi. But Yuan Qi had promised the client that he would assist Xie Nuo, so he could only grit his teeth and offer advice and analysis when faced with some of Xie Nuo's decisions.

Unfortunately, Xie Nuo didn't listen to the honest advice, even though he thought Yuan Qi had ulterior motives and wanted to become "Zhao Gao".

Later, Yuanqi fell ill from worry and stayed at home to recuperate. When he heard Xie Nuo say that the child should take the father's surname, he was so angry that he fell ill again and never got up.

Azhen looked at the radiant Yuanqi beside her and found it hard to imagine that such a young, tall, and strong woman would be angered to death in her thirties.

Yuan Qi felt a little frightened by the scrutiny, and just as she was wondering if she had done something wrong.

A-Zhuang asked, "How have you been feeling lately?"

Yuan Qi: ? (End of Chapter)