Exile? A mad, wicked woman empties the national treasury to escape famine.

He was only ordered by the Crown Prince to take Xie Moyao's pulse and check his wounds, how did it turn out like this?

Dr. Wu took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart.

"Your Highness, what exactly do you want me to say? Don't be impulsive, don't harm them, mother and child. Don't worry, we can talk this over."

His family had only one son for three generations, and his wife had been married for decades but had never given him a son.

That chubby boy is his only heir, and absolutely nothing can go wrong with him.

"Good, Doctor Wu is a wise man. There's nothing special about it. When the Crown Prince asks later, just say that my husband's leg injury is exactly the same as it was in the capital. He will never be able to stand up again, and it seems to be getting worse after the long journey."

Doctor Wu was somewhat troubled. Although he had not personally taken Xie Moyao's pulse, Ji Yunshu's reaction clearly told him that there was something unusual about Xie Moyao's wound.

"Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for him. If you make me say this, what if the Prince's leg injury improves later, and the First Prince finds out? I won't be able to survive!"

"Dr. Wu, don't worry. Since I asked you to say this, I certainly won't put you in a deadly situation."

There's no deep-seated hatred between us. If my husband's leg injury truly heals one day, you can tell the Crown Prince that I threatened you to stop you from speaking. Or you can come to me, and I will send you and your family to a safe place.

"But how can I believe you? You yourself are an exile, barely able to protect yourself, where do you get the confidence to say such things?"

Having spent several years navigating the treacherous waters of officialdom, even if Dr. Wu was terrified, he forced himself to remain calm and tried his best not to show it, fearing that the slightest movement would cause the dagger at his neck to plunge into his throat.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yunshu clearly had no patience. She pushed her hand forward a little, and the dagger pressed against Doctor Wu's neck went deeper. In an instant, Doctor Wu felt that he had difficulty breathing.

"I'm not bargaining with you; I'm just informing you. You can choose to die sooner or later. If you want to die now, I'll grant your wish."

Anyway, Dr. Wu, now that you're in this position, enjoying endless wealth and luxury, gambling your life, along with the lives of your mistress and your son, seems like a pretty worthwhile deal.

As she spoke, she increased the pressure in her hand several times, and Doctor Wu felt the tip of the dagger pierce his skin.

Pain and fear gripped his entire body, and he hurriedly nodded.

"Okay, okay, okay, Your Highness, don't move, I'll do as you say."

But if things do change, I hope the Princess will keep her promise and not harm me or my family.

Doctor Wu's voice trembled as he spoke. For some reason, although Ji Yunshu was a woman, the sense of oppression he felt was even stronger than that of the emperor and the eldest prince.

He dared not disobey Ji Yunshu's words.

Although he didn't know why Ji Yunshu wanted to stop him from taking Xie Moyao's pulse, he clearly had no room for argument at the moment.

He had just exchanged a few words with Ji Yunshu, feeling that Ji Yunshu was trying to control him because she had some ability. He originally wanted to intimidate Ji Yunshu, but unexpectedly, it had no effect at all, and he was even threatened in return.

Ji Yunshu nodded with a smile and put the dagger away.

"Dr. Wu is truly pragmatic. In that case, I wish us a pleasant cooperation. By the way, Dr. Wu, remember what you just said, and don't even think about trying to play any tricks on me."

"Since I was able to find out about your mistress and son, I naturally have ways to make you and them disappear immediately."

Ji Yunshu was still smiling, but that smile sent chills down Dr. Wu's spine, and he nodded hastily.

"Okay, I understand. Don't worry, Your Highness, I won't say anything unless absolutely necessary."

Ji Yunshu waved her hand: "You should go back first. You've been here for so long, Chu Jinsheng must be getting impatient."

Dr. Wu slowly stood up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his face turning pale again, but he regained his composure the moment he turned around.

However, his clenched teeth still caught the eye of Xiao Wu and Ling Yun, who were not far away.

Although the two did not know what Ji Yunshu and Doctor Wu had said, based on their understanding of Ji Yunshu, they knew that she would never allow Doctor Wu to get so close to Xie Moyao. She must have said something that made Doctor Wu very angry.

Both of them couldn't help but secretly shed a tear for Dr. Wu.

It's not easy to deal with the princess up close; it must have been tough for Doctor Wu, who had to keep a straight face.

Doctor Wu slowly returned to the Crown Prince's side, but his mind was filled with agonizing thoughts:

If I had known, I would have sent someone else to do this job. What terrible thing did he do?!

"Doctor Wu, how is it? Is there anything unusual about Xie Moyao's injury? Has it improved? He seems to be in much better spirits than before."

Dr. Wu's heart pounded as he sensed someone staring at him from behind. He knew it was Ji Yunshu and Xie Moyao.

He spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Your Highness, I took his pulse and found that his injuries were no different from before. His leg was badly injured. Back in the capital, I told another companion that he probably would never be able to stand up again in this lifetime."

Now, after such a long journey, the injury to his leg has worsened, making it even less likely that he will be able to stand up again.

If the eldest prince sees that he looks well, it's most likely because he's been taking some medicine lately.

He should be fine saying that, right? He couldn't even feel Xie Moyao's pulse, so he could only make things up with his eyes closed.

After hearing this, Chu Jinsheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "This prince understands. You may leave."

Since he's still crippled, just like in the capital, he's not much of a threat to him.

If what Dr. Wu said is true, Xie Moyao's rosy complexion is due to the medicine he is taking, which must be related to Ji Yunshu.

Ji Yunshu's medical skills, which she had been using to treat Xie Moyao's body all along, seemed to have had some effect.

But no matter how skilled Ji Yunshu is, if a person's bones are shattered and they are permanently disabled, even a god cannot cure them.

Xie Moyao was a useless cripple his whole life.

Thinking of this, Chu Jinsheng was in a great mood. He found a spot, leaned against something, and fell asleep.

Xie Moyao had been watching the commotion closely. He was initially worried, but seeing that Chu Jinsheng hadn't made any big moves and had simply fallen asleep, he felt relieved.

He finally got through this ordeal and looked at Ji Yunshu approvingly.

"You're really amazing. You managed to resolve the matter with just a few words, and he actually listened to you."