Although finding a new male lead might be difficult, with careful searching, it should be possible.

"Let's leave it at that for tonight and see how things go."

No sooner had Li Qingyan finished speaking than a palace servant rushed over, bowing slightly, saying, "Your Highness, His Majesty is critically ill."

Li Qingyan's expression changed.

When Li Qingyan arrived at the critically ill emperor's place, the emperor had not only stopped breathing but also suffered cardiac arrest. The imperial physicians on duty were trying to save him, but they could not save him immediately.

Seeing the imperial physician covered in sweat but looking helpless, Li Qingyan simply said, "Get out."

The imperial physician didn't move, and before he could say anything, Li Qingyan began CPR. During the compressions, he glanced at the silent eunuch following behind, who, though seemingly insignificant, was always very efficient.

"Jingfeng, clear the place away."

Amidst the angry, worried, or malicious attempts to stop the palace servants and imperial physicians, Jing Feng unceremoniously removed them all from the palace.

Li Qingyan didn't have time to say more and continued with the next steps.

She didn't want to explain why she was kissing him, nor did she want to argue; she just wanted to save the emperor as quickly as possible.

The rescue lasted for quite a while. Li Qingyan couldn't say exactly how many minutes, but she knew that her hands were sore, numb, and even painful. But she didn't stop, nor did she dare to stop.

Just when she thought he was beyond saving, the emperor's heart started beating again, and he started breathing again.

Although the person was still unconscious, Li Qingyan finally confirmed that he had pulled him back from the brink of death.

She collapsed to the ground, her hands trembling.

She spoke, suppressing the fear and trembling in her voice: "Let them in."

The imperial physicians had long wanted to break in, and some even had gleaming eyes, trying to pin the emperor's death on Li Qingyan.

But when they checked, they were shocked to find that His Majesty, who had just stopped breathing and whose heart had stopped beating, had actually come back to life.

They checked in disbelief again and again, their eyes filled with shock as they looked at Li Qingyan, and some even had anxious looks in their eyes.

Because they had already informed the wise king under some pretext, and were just waiting for him to come and make trouble.

Unexpectedly, the emperor was still alive.

The Prince Xian had almost recovered. He had come with a furious expression, intending to confront Li Qingyan and cause trouble. However, since the Emperor was still alive, he failed to find fault and instead became the unfilial son who wished for the Emperor's death.

It is unknown how exactly Li Qingyan saved him, but it is a fact that the Prince Xian's reputation has declined.

At this moment, Li Qingyan had no time to think about how this would affect Prince Xian. All she knew was that although she had managed to save him, he was only temporarily out of danger, and the imperial physician's diagnosis was that the emperor was still not out of danger.

She thought about it carefully and realized that there was a similar plot in the original book, but it wasn't as dangerous. It only mentioned that she had been rescued and the wise king went to visit her.

Finally, he and Qiu Nanxing made love in front of the emperor's sickbed.

He did this on purpose because the emperor treated him badly, so he deliberately retaliated and humiliated him.

Thinking of this plot, and seeing the virtuous prince spouting benevolence and insisting on keeping watch to salvage his image, and then seeing Qiu Nanxing still following behind him, Li Qingyan felt increasingly annoyed.

If you make them keep watch, they'll only be indulging in sexual activity at the bedside.

Li Qingyan stepped forward and slapped the Prince Xian twice.

"roll."

With her around, there's no way they would do something so humiliating to their mother, even if she can't hear or feel it.

The wise prince was filled with rage, but when he looked into Li Qingyan's eyes, he was startled. He subconsciously raised his hand to slap her back, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"My mother is critically ill. I understand my second sister's anxiety. I will not hold it against her for now."

The wise king's forbearance, understanding, and yielding demeanor had once earned him the favor and sympathy of many, but not tonight.

After returning to Anhe Palace, the wise king could no longer contain his rage: "Who delivered this message to me?"

He almost launched a military campaign, but the emperor was still alive, and he was at a disadvantage again.

Losing the game time and time again made him lose his composure.

Under everyone's cautious persuasion, he was forced to endure it.

Unable to vent his anger and resentment, he couldn't help but pick Qiu Nanxing up and throw her onto the bed when she got close.

"Your Highness, wait..."

"Aren't you eager to be with Prince Tang?"

"Tell me! Who's better, him or me...?"

After a series of indescribable sounds came even more indescribable commotion.

Meanwhile, Li Qingyan listened to the imperial physicians' urgent discussion, which resulted in a treatment plan, but they couldn't get the medicine to go down.

Although he was rescued, the emperor's face was ashen and dark, his eyes were completely black, and he looked lifeless.

He could be in danger again at any time and die.

"Your Highness, His Majesty cannot take the medicine. Ordinary acupuncture techniques are no longer effective for him. Perhaps the unique acupuncture techniques of the Divine Physician Valley can help."

"I heard that Your Highness knows the successor of the Divine Healer Valley. Perhaps we could ask that legendary successor of the Divine Healer Valley for help."

The so-called successor of the Divine Healer Valley is Qiu Nanzhu.

What is this? A scene where the male supporting character is forced to appear?

But she had no right to refuse.

"Go and fetch Doctor Qiu."

This invitation took a long time to arrive because Dr. Qiu said that he needed to clean himself up before treating the patient.

After being imprisoned for so many days, Qiu Nanzhu was merely alive, but in a miserable state.

He needs to be clean, and that's not a lie. Keeping clean is good for the patient, and he doesn't want to see His Highness unkempt.

In her impatience, Li Qingyan once again encountered Qiu Nanzhu, who was dressed as a woman.

He had lost a lot of weight, but that did not diminish his charm at all. His coral red dress accentuated his cool and aloof temperament, adding to his fragile aura, and fully showcasing his bone structure advantages.

He returned to Li Qingyan's sight with an incredibly strong personal style, like a potent liquor.

When Li Qingyan thought that if Song Qinian and the others disagreed and wanted to find a new male lead, his return to her like this was as if even God was reminding her that she could choose Qiu Nanzhu.

"Your Highness." Qiu Nanzhu bowed. Even though she had turned against him last time and even fed him a poison that required an antidote every three days, most people would not be able to remain calm in the face of her. However, Qiu Nanzhu's behavior seemed to be the same as before, with concern and a faint tolerance in his eyes.

Those eyes said nothing, yet seemed to say, "Although you treated me this way, I don't blame you. It's not so bad to die at your hands."

"Your Highness, do not worry, I will administer acupuncture to His Majesty immediately."

He didn't exchange pleasantries, nor did he beat around the bush about the conditions for the so-called antidote. He seemed disdainful, or as if he knew she wouldn't give it to him, and he didn't care about his own life. Apart from bowing, he barely stopped walking and went straight into the hall.

He then swiftly and decisively took the patient's pulse. Under the watchful eyes of the other imperial physicians, and disregarding whether it would reveal the unique acupuncture techniques of the Divine Doctor Valley, he rolled up his sleeves and began to perform acupuncture.

Even when the imperial physicians tried to stop him or questioned him, he could still concisely explain the reason while performing acupuncture.

He remains as bold, unrestrained, and powerful as ever, yet full of mystery. That kind of freedom, as if he doesn't care about his own life, is unique in any era.

And he is indeed capable.

After a set of acupuncture treatments, the deathly pallor on the emperor's face lessened considerably.

Qiu Nanzhu looked at Li Qingyan through the crowd.

Her eyes are slightly upturned at the corners, and her gaze sweeps gently, making her both subtle and alluring.

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