His carriage stopped just outside the palace.

When the emperor heard the noise, he knew his son had arrived, so he put down the memorial in his hand and looked at the door.

The door opened and the Night King walked in with two others.

The emperor was a little surprised. He had never thought that his son would rebel or something because his son was disdainful.

So he asked, "Eighteen, who are they?"

"My son invited this doctor for you. You have been feeling unwell for a long time, and the imperial physician has not been able to find out what is wrong. So, I have asked this doctor to check your pulse and see if you are safe."

The emperor looked behind him and saw Yuehua nodded at him without saluting.

Seeing that he was so young, the emperor could hardly believe that he was a miracle doctor, but as a father he could not refuse his son's kindness, so he readily agreed.

The emperor walked out from behind the dragon desk, and the Night King pointed at the table and said, "Sit here!"

Just like that, King Ye and Qingyu sat aside, Yuehua sat next to the emperor, and the emperor stretched out his hand, and she pressed his pulse consciously without saying a word.

Just as the emperor, the Night King, and Qingyu were anxiously waiting, Yuehua withdrew her hand.

He said calmly, "Your body may seem fine and you don't look very old, but your organs are failing. Within five years, you will fall seriously ill and never get up again."

"Ah? If that's the case, why can't the imperial physician diagnose it?"

"At your age, you are probably already very old in the State of Chu. They just attributed your condition to natural aging. You have many women in your harem and you are busy with state affairs. It is said that it is rare to live to seventy. Living to seventy is already a very old age. You are almost seventy, right?"

The emperor raised his eyebrows. As an emperor, he had a strong tolerance for the situation, so he asked:
"Is there any way to prolong life?"

"Yes, but you have to take care of yourself first. If you want to prolong your life, you have to stay away from the women in the harem. At your age and in your body, you should have less sex. It would be best if you don't have sex in the next five years. You should also reduce the government affairs by half and share the burden with others if you can."

The Emperor's face darkened and he looked at the Night King, who shook his head at him, and the Emperor's expression eased a little.

He is not happy? Yuehua is not happy either.

She said: "I am speaking from the perspective of a doctor. Don't think I am as dirty as your courtiers. You can only reduce your fatigue and take my medicine to live like a strong bull in your old age."

When the emperor heard this, his face immediately turned red. This, this, was really outrageous, comparing a dragon to a cow. Humph, if it wasn't for Old Eighteen's sake, he, he would have to punish this man.

Yuehua's face turned serious and she looked at King Ye. "The consultation fee is 100,000 taels of gold. The conditioning medicine is 10,000 taels of gold per bottle. There are 100 pills in one bottle, which can be taken for 100 days. Your father's illness requires 10 bottles, a total of 200,000 taels of gold. If you want to prolong your life, I have a longevity pill here. Take it when you are about to die. It can extend your life by 20 years. It costs one million taels of gold per pill."

The emperor was immediately furious: "How can this be absurd? You cheated me and deceived me. Come, take this man out and behead him."

Yuehua snorted and didn't take it seriously. Ye Wang quickly stood up and said.

"Father, please calm down. What he said is true. I have tried his medicine and it is very good."

The emperor suppressed his anger and asked: "Have you tried it yourself?"

"Yes, if you don't believe me, I will buy her another one. You can find a prisoner who has just been tortured in the prison and try it on the spot, and you will know."

"Well, if it's true, I will spare his life. If not, don't blame your father for not giving you face. You are full of nonsense and you are so bold that you dare to show off in the palace."

Yuehua rolled her eyes at Ye Wang and stood up. She spoke slowly.

"Night King, you said you would try it, so let me try it. Who do you think I am? You came here because you wanted to. Do you think I would be interested in this junk here?"

The old emperor had never suffered such humiliation before, so he roared.

"Come here, come here, drag him out and execute him immediately."

Now King Ye was dumbfounded, he had never seen his father so angry. Just when he was about to stop him, Yuehua had already grabbed the emperor's neck with one hand. Just a slight twist would kill the emperor.

At this time, the emperor's roar also stopped. No one saw how Yuehua did it. She just pinched the emperor's neck and said contemptuously.

"My lord, killing you is like stepping on an ant. If you don't want to lose your life, just scream!"

After saying that, she swung her hand, causing the emperor to stagger and almost fall to the ground.

The emperor was shocked: "You, who are you?"

"This young master is very angry, Yu'er, let's go!"

She turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the Night King. He took a deep breath and clasped his fists to Yuehua.

"Please calm down, Divine Doctor. My father just thought you were very young. In his mind, a Divine Doctor should be one with a flowing white beard, so he misunderstood you."

"Don't get me wrong, he said something I don't like to hear, so it's normal for me to be angry, but I will still sell the medicine, and the price will be doubled. If you dare to stop me again, I will triple it."

Yuehua turned around, gave the two of them a sneer, then walked outside with Qingyu.

The guards who were about to capture Yuehua, saw the emperor waving at them, so they immediately put their swords back into the sheath, then took a few steps back and stood back in their original positions.

After the two men walked away, the emperor asked.

"Who are they?"

"It shouldn't be from Chu. I led people to the mountains in the north to catch sables. I thought it would be easy, but I almost died at the hands of a sable. He opened a clinic in front of the official road. He saved his son. His wounds were like torture. But after taking the medicine she sold me, it took only a few breaths for such a deep wound to heal as before."

The emperor asked doubtfully, "Are you telling the truth?"

"When did this son of yours ever lie to your father? If not, how could this son of yours bring him into the palace to treat you?"

The emperor thought about the hand that had just pinched his neck. It was so slender, yet it made him feel so terrified all over.

The emperor sat down with a gloomy face, took a sip of tea to calm himself, and then spoke.

"I don't like him. Even though he has extraordinary abilities, he is too strong and arrogant."

The Night King smiled bitterly: "Father, he is a miracle doctor. You just called him a liar. How could he be happy? He will naturally fight back."

"But I am the emperor, the master of Chu."

"Father, there are always people better than you. I used to think highly of myself, but since the trip to the mountains, I no longer dare to be so arrogant."

"You still have this day?"

The Night King did not hide anything from Feng, and told the Emperor what happened last night.

The emperor took a deep breath after hearing this: "In other words, she didn't even make a move, and twenty people were knocked down in an instant?"

"Yes, it was the other party who showed mercy and didn't kill me. Otherwise, my twenty secret guards would have been gone. Tell me, is he powerful?"

The emperor was silent now. He returned to the dragon desk, leaned back in his chair and thought for a while.

"Go buy it. I want to take a good look and see if his medicine is as miraculous as you say."

"I don't have much money left."

"I'll pay for it for you. First, buy a healing pill. The old Duke is covered in wounds. Tomorrow, have someone carry him into the palace. I want to personally watch him take the pill."

"Yes, Father, I will take my leave now."

Seeing his most promising son leave, the old emperor slammed the dragon desk. He felt so aggrieved and angry that he had lived to this age and was threatened by a boy who hadn't even grown all his hair. (End of this chapter)

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