The clingy concubine ran away, and the sickly prince lost control.

Luo Qingyan was dumbfounded. It seemed to make sense, but there had to be a bottom line to fighting. Holding the reins of power, it was wrong to harm the innocent.

Getting back to the main point, how can we persuade Jing Bufan?

Luo Qingyan stared at the familiar old man, and suddenly remembered something. She began to mutter, "Piercing a silver needle into the heart to draw blood can have the effect of bringing the dead back to life. That's how I saved the prince last time."

"Hmm?" Jing Bufan turned around upon hearing this. How come this girl also knew his unique skill?

He tilted his head left and right, looking Luo Qingyan up and down. "Girl, where did you learn that?"

"In my dreams." Luo Qingyan raised her face, looking quite arrogant.

"Tch, you're lying to me, I don't believe you." Jing Bufan waved his hand, guessing which medical book Luo Qingyan had read it in and was deliberately trying to get close to him, but he wasn't buying it.

"Don't believe me? The young master's wounds are still there. The situation was urgent, and there were no silver needles, so I used a hairpin, which is why there are scars."

If it were a silver needle, a tiny needle prick would heal quickly and wouldn't leave a scar.

Luo Qingyan said as she walked inside.

Jing Bufan was unconvinced and quickly followed. He had studied it for a long time before he could pinpoint the location on the chest and, with perfect accuracy, he used bloodletting to save the life.

"Please take a look, divine doctor." Luo Qingyan pulled open Pei Shiyuan's clothes.

A round scar the size of a soybean was clearly visible.

Jing Bufan glanced at it only once, then hurriedly brought his eyes closer to look. His mouth formed a wide, shocked shape as he turned his head to look at the haughty Luo Qingyan.

If it weren't for the fact that it was the first time he had met this girl, he would have thought she was his apprentice. It was precisely because of the scars that it proved that the girl's technique and strength when using needles were exactly the same as his.

"Where did you learn that?" Jing Bufan asked seriously.

"Miracle doctor, I used to work odd jobs at a clinic. I read about it in a medical book. Actually, it was also a matter of luck. That day, the young master was in mortal danger. In a moment of crisis, I took a chance and succeeded. It's also because the young master is blessed and has never done anything bad." Luo Qingyan smiled shamelessly.

"Girl, how can you work as a handyman at the clinic looking like this?" Jing Bufan looked at Luo Qingyan dressed in fine silks and adorned with jewels. Who would believe that she could roll up her sleeves and work at the clinic? The dust on the herbs would choke her.

Luo Qingyan lowered her eyes. She could tell the divine doctor anything he wanted to know, as long as he was willing to stay.

Blah blah blah, Luo Qingyan told Jing Bufan all about her tragic experiences in the Luo family and how she came to the Duke's mansion.

The old man's face darkened, and he silently looked at Luo Qingyan. After a long while, he said, "Let me check the young master's pulse."

Luo Qingyan's story is the same as his younger sister's.

The younger sister suffered from a young age and was sold to a wealthy family when she grew up. She was never heard from again.

He searched for it, but couldn't find it no matter what. Later, someone said that the attempt to bring good luck to the old man had failed, and he was buried with him.

Luo Qingyan was luckier than her younger sister, as she was able to meet Prince Pei.

Jing Bufan wiped away his red eyes and took a breath to check Pei Shiyuan's pulse.

Luo Qingyan was surprised. Had her tragic story aroused Jing Bufan's sympathy? Never mind, as long as he stayed to treat the prince's illness, that was enough.

Taking Pei Shiyuan's pulse, Jing Bufan shook his head and withdrew his hand: "I can't cure this illness."

"Divine Doctor, that's impossible! I gave the young master the 'Nourishing Spirit Mushroom' that you left in the cloth bag at Nanshan Garden. It worked, you can definitely cure him," Luo Qingyan said hurriedly.

"Then you should return half of the mutton fat jade pendant to me." Jing Bufan stretched out a hand to ask for it.

Luo Qingyan blinked, not quite understanding what was happening. They were just talking about treating the illness in a flustered manner, how did it suddenly turn into something involving the jade pendant?

Does the old man really care about getting treatment?

"Here you go." Luo Qingyan quickly took out half of the jade pendant, and immediately agreed to whatever the divine doctor said.

"I really can't cure Prince Pei's illness. I'm leaving." Jing Bufan put the jade pendant away.

"No, you can't leave." Luo Qingyan blocked Jing Bufan's path, then called out, "Liuyue, bring those spices."

Liu Yue jogged quickly to retrieve the spices that Pei Shiyuan had bought on the painted boat.

"Divine Physician, please take a look. Is the prince's illness related to these things?"

Jing Bufan looked at Luo Qingyan helplessly: "Alright, girl, I'll take a look at you. But I really can't cure your illness."

After smelling each spice, Jing Bufan sighed, "Girl, I still can't cure the young master's illness, but I can temporarily control it. His illness is indeed related to the spices."

"This one." Jing Bufan picked out a spice from the list. He could use this spice to control Pei Shiyuan's condition.

"Really? It's good that you can control it." Luo Qingyan wiped away her tears with emotion.

"They're really ruthless in their infighting!" Jing Bufan exclaimed.

"Your Highness, this isn't infighting. He's an upright man; he was framed. Divine Doctor, you won't believe me now, but you'll understand later." Luo Qingyan said awkwardly, tears still wet in her eyes. She followed the Divine Doctor's words, feeling somewhat deranged, laughing and crying at the same time.

"Dr. Jing, let me hold this for you. I am the physician of the prefecture."

The physician from the Jiang family warmly held out his hands, offering the spice bag. He had gotten up in the middle of the night and noticed the lights were on at Linfeng Residence, so he came to check. It turned out that they had found Jing Bufan. He felt his life was complete after seeing Jing Bufan.

Luo Qingyan's mouth dropped open in surprise. The Jiang family physician was being far too "flattering"! She had never noticed before.

Jing Bufan looked at Luo Qingyan, who nodded: "The Jiang family physician is the physician of the Duke's mansion."

"Alright!" Jing Bufan loosened his grip on the spice bag, letting it fall into the hands of Physician Jiang.

The physician from the Jiang family followed him around eagerly.

Pei Shiyuan is saved. Luo Qingyan made a wish upon a shooting star in the sky, praying for everything to go smoothly.

At this moment, the lights in the Empress's Phoenix Palace were still burning.

The prince knelt on the ground.

"Mother, it's my fault. I should have realized it was Pei Shiyuan. He's probably the one in the whole capital who most wants to find the divine physician. He only arrested me to force me to hand over Jing Bufan. He doesn't dare to do anything to me. I was flustered and didn't think of that."

"Pei Shiyuan has kidnapped me, committing the crime of insubordination and deceiving the emperor. He deserves to have his family and clan exterminated. I will go and report this to my father."

"Come back!" the Empress snapped. "Do you have any evidence? If you don't, people will say you've framed Prince Pei, and if that gets back to the army, it will shake their morale. Your father will also think you're trying to eliminate those who are too powerful for your own ascension to the throne; your ambition is blatantly obvious."

In the army, the old troops of Duke Pei were already a force to be reckoned with. Unexpectedly, Pei Shiyuan surpassed his predecessors, becoming even more valiant and skilled in battle, which won the loyalty of his old troops and attracted even more followers.

The Emperor has always treated Pei Shiyuan very well, especially after the death of Duke Pei, he has treated him like his own son.

Even if there were evidence, let alone no evidence, the Emperor could turn a blind eye.

"What should we do then?" Crown Prince Xiao Jingxu paced back and forth in frustration.

"As the saying goes, 'A doctor doesn't knock on doors,' so patients should naturally take the initiative to see a doctor. Tomorrow I will go to the Duke's mansion," the Empress said. Jing Bufan had been captured and had refused to treat her illness.

If she goes to the Duke's mansion and finds out that Jing Bufan is treating Pei Shiyuan, then he will have no reason to refuse her.