The white-color bottle of pills was engraved with the Immortal Flower, which belonged to only one person, naly Chaoyan.
So the King had the pills made by Chaoyan and was asking him if he could make them too?
The Dean opened the bottle and took a sniff. He was now certain that the pills were truly made by Chaoyan. Her pills always released a great scent, which no one else was able to accomplish, including the gifted Yuanxiang. No matter how she tried or tested, and however excellent the materials she was using, those kinds of pills were unable to be made.
The Dean shook his head as he looked at the King with a complicated look on his face. “No, I can’t.”
The King looked at the Dean in surprise.
He was the Dean of the Saint College, soone with experience and excellent dical skills! And he was telling the King that he could not make the pills. And he was not going to try either? He was not able to do anything that was made by Gu Chaoyan?
“Why?” the King asked.
“No one from Saint College is capable of doing this, including my best student.” The Dean confessed honestly.
The King looked twisted. If even the Dean could not make the pills, then no one from the Imperial Hospital would be able to make it either.
He let out a long sigh and said, “Okay, you can leave now, there is nothing I need to speak to you about.”
The Dean nodded and asked nothing more.
They were not supposed to understand what the King was talking about
The mont the Dean left, the dical Judge from the Imperial Hospital arrived.
He looked very frightened. A few days ago, so imperial doctor irritated the King for so reason, so that doctor was removed.
Nothing like this had happened for a long ti in the court, so the dical Judge was extrely frightened at this mont.
The King was very annoyed at the sight of him. This dical Judge from the Imperial Hospital was even worse than a young girl! What was the point of keeping him?
So instead of telling him anything more… He cast the prescription in front of him and said, “This is the prescription, get soone to make one portion and get it delivered to my Qianqing Palace every single day!”
The dical Judge took the prescription, a surprised look appearing on his face.
He was about to ask when he t the King’s look. He did not dare to ask anything more and just left with the prescription.
The King snorted.
***
Gu Chaoyan did not leave the court directly when she ca out of the Qianqing Palace. Instead, she headed towards Weiyang Palace.
Mr. Zhao told her that he was checking up on the Queen. So it seed that the Queen was not doing well, so she was worried as well and decided to take a look at her.
The mont she arrived at the Weiyang Palace, she ran into Aunt Nan who asked her to co inside.
The mont she walked in, she spotted Zhao Yiqiu who was seated transfixedly outside the Palace, looking confused, “Mr. Zhao?”
Zhao Yiqiu ignored her.
Aunt Nan whispered. “Mr. Zhao has been staying here for a long ti, please go and check up on the Queen now, Lady Chaoyan.”
Gu Chaoyan nodded, thinking that sothing weird was going on, but she still walked into the room first.
The Queen’s room slled of herbs, since the windows were tightly sealed.
Gu Chaoyan frowned. “Aunt Nan, I think it would be great to keep the windows open for air circulation, especially when there is no strong wind outside.”
Then she felt the Queen’s pulse.
The Queen was not physically sick. She just had a terrible appearance, which was caused by her mind.
Gu Chaoyan let out a sigh of relief.
Aunt Nan asked. “How is the Queen?”
Gu Chaoyan was about to answer her, when a thundering shout arose from outside. “Zhao Yiqiu, what are you doing here at the Weiyang Palace!”
That was from the King.
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