Jing Wenbo excitedly repeated, "Yes, yes, the imperial physician, the imperial physician must have a way."

Those doctors in clinics, even those with a good reputation, are all fake.

When it comes to superior medical skills, one must consult the imperial physicians of the palace.

After a while, the imperial physicians arrived; there were three of them.

Jingwenbo knew these three imperial physicians; they were the top three imperial physicians in the palace.

Jing Wenbo glanced at Qi Zhiyu excitedly.

Even the toughest girl has a soft heart. Look, since the doctors outside couldn't cure his poison, she immediately hired the best imperial physician for him.

After being away from home for so many years, how could I not yearn for family?

In the future, if Qi Zhiyu is sensible, he will care for her more and let her come home to see him when she has time, so that she can feel the warmth of family he brings to her.

Qi Zhiyu naturally saw Jing Wenbo's expression; his thoughts were blatantly displayed on his face.

A hint of mockery flashed in Qi Zhiyu's eyes as she said to the imperial physicians, "Thank you for your trouble, three of you."

"Your Highness is too kind." The three imperial physicians quickly bowed and then went over to carefully diagnose Lord Jingwen.

The three men looked at Jing Wenbo again and again, their expressions solemn.

Their appearance made Uncle Jingwen's heart leap into his throat.

He looked at this and that, his heart pounding like a drum, just like a serious criminal anxiously awaiting sentencing.

Finally, the imperial physician bowed to Qi Zhiyu, his face full of shame, and said, "Princess, it is my medical skills that are lacking."

"The poison in Jing Wenbo has penetrated deep into his internal organs and cannot be completely cured. His life can be saved, but he will gradually lose his mobility and eventually become bedridden."

Qi Zhiyu pressed further, "Is this the only way? Is there no other option?"

"Or perhaps there are other renowned or miraculous doctors in the world?"

The imperial physician shook his head: "This is the best way in the world to treat this kind of poison."

"The poison has seeped into the bones; medicine is ineffective."

Qi Zhiyu nodded and looked at Jing Wenbo.

Jing Wenbo looked dazed, as if he had lost his soul, which made her feel very happy.

"Thank you for your trouble, three of you." After Qi Zhiyu finished speaking, the three imperial physicians quickly bowed.

"Then please, the three of you, prescribe some medicine and do your best to save him."

The three imperial physicians immediately went to the next room to discuss how to treat Jingwenbo to the best of their ability.

Judging from Princess Chen'an's expression, she still cares a lot about this maternal grandfather.

"No! Impossible!" Jing Wenbo finally came to his senses and shouted hysterically.

He doesn't want to be bedridden!

No!

No!

No!

"Hold your lord down," Qi Zhiyu ordered the servants of the lord's mansion. "Don't let him hurt himself."

The servants rushed forward and hurriedly restrained Jingwenbo.

Jing Wenbo struggled fiercely, shouting, "Let go! Let go of me!"

Overcome with emotion, he vomited blood twice more, his body went limp, and he collapsed onto the bed, utterly exhausted.

The injury... seems to have worsened again.

Qi Zhiyu smiled coldly, clearly pleased with herself.

"Quickly, get the imperial physician over here to take a look," Qi Zhiyu ordered. "After all, the poisoner hasn't been found yet, and the lord can't be allowed to get hurt."

"My lord," Qi Zhiyu looked at the Prefect of the Capital, "while everyone is here, we should proceed with the trial as soon as possible."

"However, given Jingwenbo's health condition... I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to conduct the trial here, sir."

The Prefect of the Capital looked at the calm Qi Zhiyu and finally understood.

Princess Chen'an invited the imperial physician not to treat Duke Jingwen.

This completely extinguished Jingwenbo's hopes!

Murder and kill!

No room for compromise!

Enough!

That's brilliant!

Of course, the Prefect of the Capital only thought it to himself and didn't show it on his face.

"Alright, the trial will be held here." The Prefect of the Capital agreed.

All the evidence now points to Mrs. Jingwenbo.

"My lord, I have no reason to do this," Lady Jingwen said, refusing to admit it.

"What good would it do me to murder the Earl?"

"Moreover, Lord Bo has been taking the medicine for so long without any problems, but today... this just happened out of the blue."

"This humble woman does not possess such divine foresight as to know that the Princess and the Princess would definitely come."

"Moreover, this medicine was prepared before the princess and the princess arrived."

There's some truth to what she said.

The Prefect of Jingzhao looked at Earl Jingwen: "Earl, what do you think?"

He had to ask the victim what they thought.

Jingwenbo's eyes were bloodshot, like a demon crawling out of the underworld, and he stared at Jingwenbo's wife with a cold gaze.

He listened to what Qi Zhiyu had just said.

Even if he dies, she might not necessarily live a bad life.

but……

Jing Wenbo then looked at Qi Zhiyu.

She arranged for an imperial physician for him, ostensibly out of consideration for family ties, but he still vividly remembered Qi Zhiyu's sarcastic remarks at the Prince Rui's residence last time.

Qi Zhiyu had just been found and wanted to gain a foothold in the Prince Rui's mansion, so naturally she wanted to do something to please the people there.

If she were to take his life, she would have done a great service!

Lord Jingwen's gaze shifted back and forth between Lord Jingwen's wife and Qi Zhiyu: "Sir, I can't say for sure about this matter."

Lady Jingwen was greatly alarmed: "My lord, I have no reason to say that!"

Jing Wenbo's face was gloomy, and he remained silent.

Lady Jingwen felt uneasy, for she knew Jingwen's true nature all too well.

Selfish and callous, cold-blooded and greedy!

She rose to power not because he had much affection for her.

Rather, she knew how to please him and make him comfortable.

Moreover, his first wife looked down on her the most when she was alive.

He helped her rise to power, and there was also a hint of disgust in him towards the original wife.

Who told him that his first wife wasn't someone he truly wanted to marry, but he had to marry her because of his parents' wishes?

"Lord..." Lady Jingwen immediately said, "The Princess Consort has a motive."

"Rou'er has your love, and after she got married... Prince Rui also takes good care of her. How could the Princess not be jealous?"

"If you plead with the Princess and she refuses, and you fall ill from anger, the Princess cannot bear the stigma of being unfilial."

"Moreover, the princess just said that if you die, the princess won't have to be in a difficult position."

The Prefect of the Capital looked at Qi Zhiyu in disbelief.

Princess Chen'an dares to say she would kill her own maternal grandfather?

Seeing the grim expression on the face of the Earl of Jingwen, Lady Jingwen sighed and continued, "As for me, you know that I cannot live without you."

After a moment of silence, Jing Wenbo spoke in a hoarse voice: "My lord, Princess Chen'an also has a strong motive."

Princess Rui was furious: "My daughter hasn't touched your medicine bowl since she entered the house, or even anything else in this room!"

"How did she poison you?"

There's a limit to how much nonsense you can spout.

Lady Jingwen smiled wryly and said, "Your Highness, that is a princess."

"Whatever the princess wants to do, who can stop her?"

"My lord, my lord, help me!" Suddenly a maid rushed in, stumbling and staggering.

She kowtowed repeatedly to the Prefect of the Capital, pleading, "Please, Your Excellency, save my family."

"Please, please ask Princess Chen'an to spare them! Don't kill them!"

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