Reincarnated as the daughter of my mortal enemy, all I want is to ascend the throne.

Both Li Yan and she were stubborn and refused to leave, insisting on going inside to take a look. "Little brat..."

Cui Zhu and Cui Ping knelt directly in front of him, "Master, the young master has already said that you are not allowed to enter."

Looking at the two people kneeling before him, Li Yan's hands trembled. "They even dare to stop me."

His tone was filled with murderous intent.

Aside from the little brat, this was the first time anyone had dared to disobey him.

Cui Zhu and Cui Ping were trembling. Their leader had told them during training that their master would draw blood when he was angry, and they should not disobey him.

But given the current situation, the two of them have to stop it no matter what.

They were still clear-headed. With the young prince around, they might not die, but if they offended him and were punished, they would face certain death.

"Please reconsider, Master."

The two men stood firmly in front of the door.

Yan Xu rushed in with the investigation documents and heard a commotion.

"Your subject pays respects to Your Majesty."

Li Qingyan was annoyed by the noise, but when she heard that Yan Xu had arrived, her eyes lit up and she shouted, "Yan Xu, kick Li Yan out!"

The word "rush" was actually used to describe Li Yan. Cui Zhu and Cui Ping closed their eyes. Their young master was truly a troublemaker.

"Yan Xu, you dare?"

Li Yan could not hide the threat in Yan Xu's eyes.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me."

It was Li Yan who told him to be loyal to Li Qingyan, so when the two had a conflict, he naturally had to follow Li Qingyan's words.

He immediately struck several acupoints on Li Yan, freezing him instantly. "Yan Xu!"

Yan Xu acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and carried the person to the dragon carriage outside the courtyard.

Laifu's eyes widened at the sight.

What's wrong with these ancestors again?

Li Yan, sitting on the dragon carriage, was unable to move. He stared intently at Yan Xu, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

After bowing in greeting, Yan Xu went into the courtyard.

Before they even reached the door, Li Qingyan stopped them from getting any closer.

"Has something happened to Your Highness?"

Calloused hands caressed the palace gate, its carved lacquer doors gleaming brightly in the sunlight, yet also appearing exceptionally cold.

Li Qingyan took a deep breath. "It might be smallpox."

With a thud, the documents in Yan Xu's hand fell to the ground. His hand, which had been holding a spear, could no longer hold even a few sheets of paper steadily.

Li Qingyan walked laboriously to the door. "Don't let Li Yan know for now. Yan Xu, keep an eye on him."

Li Qingyan knew very well that her current body was only three years old, and at this age, contracting smallpox meant almost certain death.

"Alright." Yan Xu didn't even know how he managed to say that word. "I had smallpox when I was young, so I can take care of Your Highness."

Li Qingyan shook her head, then suddenly remembered that they couldn't see each other through the door. "If something happens to me, Li Yan will be heartbroken for a while, so you'll have to bear the pain for him."

Li Qingyan worried that Li Yan would be heartbroken and unable to handle state affairs, and that someone would take the opportunity to cause trouble. The only person who could be completely loyal to Li Yan and had the ability to suppress the court was Yan Xu.

Yan Xu holds considerable military power, is clear-headed, resourceful, and adaptable. If the throne were not Li Yan's, it's hard to guarantee that the Great Yu dynasty wouldn't change hands.

"Your Highness, please take care of yourself. I made a wooden horse for you; I'm sure you'll like it." Yan Xu tried to hide his sorrow, but his voice choked with sobs.

"Okay~ I'll wait and see." Li Qingyan's eyes reddened; she didn't know if she would be able to leave this room.

This was the first time she hoped she had made a wrong judgment, not because she was afraid of death, but because she was afraid... that old Deng would be alone.

Doctor Liu recently stayed at the Imperial Hospital and discussed prescriptions with Physician Zhao. The two hit it off immediately and got along very well.

Upon seeing the several men in black who had suddenly appeared in the courtyard, Doctor Liu was so frightened that he stood up abruptly. "Who are you? This is the Imperial Hospital!"

Doctor Zhao waved his hand to tell him not to panic, skillfully packed his medicine box, packed one for Doctor Liu as well, handed it to the man in black beside him, stood there straight, and was then carried away.

Before Dr. Liu could react, he was forcibly carried away.

Before anyone could speak, it flew directly onto the roof.

They landed directly in the yard.

When Physician Zhao came down, he adjusted his official hat, already quite familiar with the process of being carried. "Carrying me like this all the time is too much for this old man to handle."

Dr. Liu was also completely bewildered.

Physician Zhao thought that the young prince had quarreled with His Majesty again and was crying uncontrollably, but when he saw the tightly closed palace door, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Only verdant bamboo and green screens guard the outside.

The two men handed the face towels to Physician Zhao and Doctor Liu, saying, "His Highness instructed us to put these on."

Physician Zhao and Doctor Liu exchanged a glance, both sensing something unusual. Only infectious diseases would require such treatment.

Slowly pushing open the door, one sees Li Qingyan lying at the entrance, her small body covered in a pale complexion with an unusual red tinge.

The two quickly carried the person to the bed, checked their pulse, and examined their arm.

They both saw fear in each other's eyes.

Li Qingyan groggily opened her eyes. "Smallpox, right?"

"Your Highness, you're awake?"

The imperial physician Zhao hesitated for a moment, then took out a pill and handed it to her.

This is fever-reducing medicine; it might not work, but it will at least make Li Qingyan feel a little better. Just as Physician Zhao was about to persuade her to take the medicine, Li Qingyan picked it up and swallowed it.

Dr. Liu tucked the blanket around her. "The two of us aren't enough. Tao Jiannan had smallpox when he was a child, so I asked him to come and help take care of you."

"Don't be afraid, Your Highness, we will save you."

Li Qingyan nodded; she didn't have much strength left.

Physician Zhao and Doctor Liu needed to prepare some things and had to leave temporarily. Li Qingyan told them to pass on a message: once everyone was present, Yan Xu should seal the courtyard and no one was allowed to enter.

He then handed the jade pendant he was carrying to Physician Zhao, saying, "Tell my father that I said those who cared for me, whether well or poorly, are innocent."

"I'm only three years old. Whether you can save me or not depends on fate, doesn't it?"

Before even leaving the house, Physician Zhao was already on the verge of tears. He turned around and kowtowed heavily in the direction of Li Qingyan.

This was meant to save their lives; whether they recovered or not, they would not be punished.

A group of people knelt outside the misty courtyard.

Yan Xu now had several more footprints on him. "Your Majesty, you can't go in?"

"That's my child. She's seriously ill now. If I don't go to see her, who will?" Li Yan was usually very concerned about his image, and even when he was exhausted in the seven southern counties, he didn't look disheveled at all.

Her hair was now somewhat disheveled, and she even grabbed Yan Xu's collar without regard for her status.

The moment Li Yan heard that Li Qingyan had smallpox, he nearly went mad. Why did his little brat have to suffer so many misfortunes?

She had survived several near-death experiences, so why did God have to bring this disease upon her again?

Why not make him sick?

Li Yan pushed the crowd away.

"His Majesty……"

"Your Majesty, please don't go there..."

"His Majesty……"

The crowd behind him hurriedly followed, but Li Yan's martial arts skills were so high that they couldn't catch up with him when he really ran.

Only Yan Xu hurriedly arrived in front of him, blocking the entrance to the bedchamber. "Your Majesty, don't you know why the young prince wouldn't let you in before the imperial physician arrived?"

Li Yan's rationality finally returned a little, but how could he not come? His own child was sick, and if he didn't come to take care of him, who would?

He pushed aside the banquet table, saying, "That's my child, what am I afraid of?"

The door creaked open a crack, and a weak voice came from inside, "Li Yan, get out. Don't come in."

Li Qingyan coughed a few times; both she and Li Yan were people who were desperate to live. But...

She had gone to great lengths to find a chance to live, but... now that she had one foot in the grave, she knew her chances of survival were slim.

But Li Yan is healthy and can live. Since she can live, why would she choose to die? The father and daughter cannot both die here.

There are still many things that haven't been sorted out, and Tao Jiannan's scientific expedition back then was involved in cheating.

"You little brat, I'm your father."

"Get out! Even if you're my father, it's not allowed. Li Yan, if you come in, I'll kill myself right now!"