The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter Twenty-Five: The Empress

Small bridges, flowing water, fragrant flowers, and chirping cicadas.

The inner palace is not as grand as the front palace, but it has an elegant layout.

Under the cover of night, a clear moon shines gently and serenely.

Having finally confirmed his suspicions with Emperor Dingwu, Mo Bai, led by a eunuch, slowly made his way to the Empress's palace!

After leaving Emperor Dingwu's place, he remained calm, and even seemed more relaxed.

Even the persistent pain in my chest no longer seemed so unbearable.

Looking up at the clear moon, he murmured to himself, "So be it. If it's truly a deep father-son bond, how should I put myself in?"

A smile appeared on his lips, and his gaze became even more peaceful. To be honest, Emperor Dingwu's indifference and ruthlessness actually made Mo Bai feel a little more at ease.

Mo Bai inherited the body of the Ming King. No matter what, he could no longer deny that the blood flowing through his veins was that of the Dingwu Emperor.

He could perhaps be indifferent to ordinary friendships. However, he could not ignore the profound kindness of his parents, which was ordained by heaven and earth.

This kind of connection, which cannot be broken even if the sky falls or the earth collapses, is something that no one, unless they are cold-hearted, can completely ignore and pretend it doesn't exist.

At least, Mo Bai could never do that. In his previous life, although he was physically weak, he could still shoulder the weight of the world and never felt guilty.

But to force someone with an adult worldview to genuinely and sincerely treat a complete stranger as one's parents?

This is undoubtedly a very difficult pressure for Mo Bai to overcome!

But now, Emperor Dingwu's indifference and ruthless behavior made Mo Bai feel much more relaxed.

Although he still couldn't deny the father-son relationship, it was only blood ties. When they met face to face, he would kneel and kowtow three times for this bloodline and treat him with the respect due to a sovereign and father.

But deep down, the emotional ties that were always there were gone.

Under the moonlight, his shadow was long and elegant, with a touch of otherworldly grace.

We walked past this palace and then past that pond!

Finally, guided by the eunuchs, they arrived before the grand hall. Mo Bai stopped, gazing at the lights within the imposing building. His eyes lingered for a moment: "I wonder what the Empress Dowager's attitude will be this time. Will she be like Emperor Dingwu...?"

He secretly hoped that this was true, so that he could be completely at ease; that would be really good!

He slowly exhaled, stood calmly, and awaited the summons.

A moment later, a palace maid who looked quite old came out quickly, went straight to Mo Bai, and bowed: "Your Highness, Her Majesty requests your presence!"

"Lead the way!" Mo Bai nodded and said softly.

Following the palace maids, they passed through several halls before finally arriving at an inner palace filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

The palace maid stood outside the door, bowing towards the inside: "Your Highness, His Highness Prince Ming requests an audience!"

Mo Bai stood to one side waiting, not at all surprised by the strict rules.

He knew that even for a prince, entering the inner palace at night would be subject to many taboos.

However, he did not bow his head and wait for orders; instead, he slightly raised his eyes and swept them across the main hall.

Before I could even see the whole picture, I was immediately drawn to the figure sitting at the far end of the inner hall, dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing a golden phoenix hairpin.

She was a woman who looked to be around thirty years old. She was sitting at the end of the inner hall, exuding an extremely noble air!

Without waiting for her to speak, Mo Bai was already certain that this was his "Mother".

I quickly focused my gaze on her face, but under the dim light, it wasn't very clear.

But I was genuinely surprised. This "Empress Dowager" looked far too young. When I met Emperor Dingwu before, he was almost fifty. How could this Empress Dowager be so young? I wondered if she was well-maintained or if she was just naturally that young.

Thinking about it, I'm already sixteen, so the empress must be over thirty no matter what.

A closer look at her face revealed that, needless to say, she was the mother of a nation; how could she not be stunningly beautiful?

Just then, the Empress looked up in their direction, and Mo Bai immediately lowered his eyes. A soft voice said, "You've arrived. Come in quickly!"

"Your Highness, please!" The palace maid turned around and gestured to the King.

Mo Bai nodded, lifted the hem of his robe, and stepped inside. He walked with his eyes lowered, and when he was a few steps in front of the Empress, he knelt down and kowtowed respectfully, saying, "Your subject pays respects to Your Majesty!"

He also didn't know what the etiquette in the palace was like. Although he had read a lot about it in books, he didn't know if it was in line with the realities of the time.

But if you follow these rules, even if you make a mistake, you probably won't commit a serious error.

"Yes, get up quickly!" The Empress sat high above, looking at Mo Bai kneeling, and said softly with a slight raised hand.

Mo Bai rose and, without much hesitation, bowed respectfully, saying, "Mother, by order of Father, I shall be enfeoffed in Linhai tomorrow, and have come to bid you farewell!"

He was too straightforward; before he had even uttered a single word, he went straight to the point, which surprised everyone in the hall.

The Empress, in particular, was also taken aback, her phoenix eyes widening in surprise before her gaze settled on Mo Bai.

The old palace maid serving nearby also looked at King Ming, thinking to herself, "Strange, why isn't King Ming crying or complaining..."

Mo Bai had no idea what impression he had in the eyes of the Empress and the people in the palace.

In the past, whenever she felt wronged, she would cry and complain endlessly upon entering the palace, insisting that the Empress would intervene on her behalf.

This also created a fixed impression of him among everyone in the palace.

Although the Empress was somewhat surprised, she still said softly, "Yes, I already know about this. Although it was a bit rushed, it's for your health. Please have a seat."

"Yes!" Upon hearing this, Mo Bai was puzzled, wondering whether the Empress knew the inside story.

He looked up and surveyed the hall, glancing towards one side of the room. Just as he was about to go and sit down, his gaze suddenly froze. He saw that there was another person sitting quietly to the side in the hall.

He had been looking down when he came in, so he hadn't really noticed this person.

The man appeared to be in his early twenties, and his face seemed somewhat familiar.

Without asking any further questions, he knew that this person was also a prince, simply because his clothes also featured dragons soaring in the sky.

Almost instantly, he remembered that the reason the face seemed familiar was because this person looked somewhat similar to himself in the mirror when he was undressing at the Prince's mansion.

But he couldn't speak for a moment because he didn't know the person's birth order or how to address him.

Fortunately, seeing his gaze fall upon him, the man stood up and smiled slightly, saying, "Sixth Brother, I heard you're leaving early tomorrow morning, and it's rather rushed, so I had to come to Mother's place to see you off!"

Mo Bai's gaze lingered on his face. Although he had not truly entered the world in his previous life, he was extremely knowledgeable and had practiced medicine for several years. He was very good at reading people's expressions and demeanor.

"This person is not close to me!" This was the first impression Mo Bai got from his eyes. Although he was smiling, there was dislike and disgust flickering deep in his eyes.

Mo Bai was unaware of any friction between the two, and frankly, he didn't want to think about it. If he could avoid contact with other people, he would not want to at all.

He simply cupped his hands slightly and said softly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty!"

Having said that, he slowly walked to a chair below his elder brother and sat down. He raised his eyes to look at the Empress, his gaze sweeping over her face. Then he stood up again, cupped his hands, and said, "Mother, I will be leaving tomorrow morning. This departure may last for many years, and I fear I will not be able to stay by your side. Please take good care of your health!"

The people in the hall were all somewhat surprised, perhaps because the King of Light had truly been incompetent in the past.

The Empress was even more surprised, a smile appeared on her lips, and in an instant, she became even more graceful.

She parted her lips slightly: "My son has become much more sensible overnight!"