Shi Yongyan sighed and inclined her head in a bow towards Mo Xikang. She stated dispassionately, "Your Highness, please understand that my words may be harsh, but they are spoken out of concern for you."
"If you do decide to bring Duke's father to the palace today and air your grievances before His Majesty, how do you think His Majesty will ultimately handle this situation?"
Mo Xikang tightly pressed his lips together, his silence conveying his acknowledgnt of the truth.
Deep down, he knew this better than anyone else.
His Majesty would unquestionably show favoritism. In secret, His Majesty cherished his son so deeply that he entrusted the important elite, the Emperor Shadow Guard, to the Crown Prince.
The distinction in closeness was readily apparent.
No matter the sacrifices he, Mo Xikang, made or the deeds he perford, he remained distinct from Mo Lian in His Majesty's heart.
"Your Highness, our sole option is to employ dications temporarily to shield Young Master Hua's heart ridians and devise a plan for his recuperation," an elderly physician, who was assessing Su Xihua's pulse, suggested.
"He has damaged his inner ridians, and his skin suffered severe burns from the flas, resulting in a grave injury. No one can assure that he will awaken."
Mo Xikang's countenance was one of intense displeasure.
In truth, the words of these physicians closely mirrored the pronouncents of the few elderly physicians from the Imperial Academy.
It signified that Su Xihua would not regain his prior state.
After all, even Mo Xikang himself, had he been subjected to the Golden Dragon Blaze, might not have withstood it. Su Xihua, with his exorbitant arrogance, was but a youth of tender age.
Su Xihua had always held the belief that his cultivation level was superior to his peers. Yet, Qiao Mu had outperford him, effortlessly defeating him to an extent where he was left grappling with emotions and physical injuries.
"Your Highness, you've just heard the physician's words. I implore you to contemplate it carefully," Shi Yongqian cast her eyes downward and exited the chamber along with her maidservant, Fu'er.
Su He and his daughter remained, seething with anger, and watched Shi Yongqian's retreating figure.
"Big Brother, did you hear what Sister-in-Law said? How could she shift all the bla onto ?" Su Xitao suppressed his anger and continued, "It was the Crown Prince Consort who instigated this."
"Second Brother's condition is a result of her actions."
"Enough." Mo Xikang had no patience left for Su Xitao's complaints. He turned to Su He and stated, "Father, you've heard the words of the Prince Consort. Second Brother's condition is extrely critical at this point. If we prolong his suffering, it will only worsen the situation."
Su He wished he could slap his elder son across the face. He glared at Mo Xikang and reprimanded sharply, "Do you intend to abandon him to perish? His current state may not be beyond salvation! Do you intend to relinquish treatnt?"
"Dad!" Mo Xikang knew that, given his second brother's current condition, his father and the others would certainly make a dreadful commotion, causing significant distress throughout the Vassal King's Estate.
He felt stifled, but he persisted, saying, "Dad, I don't want to give up either. But the reality is that not giving up doesn't change anything! Second Brother's injuries have perated his entire body, causing extensive damage to his internal organs."
Upon hearing this, Su Xihua's mother, Madam née Liang, began to weep softly.
Su He beca increasingly irritated by her sobs. He barked at her, "Be quiet."
"In any case, you must exhaust all ans to save Hua'er! If you are unable to do so, approach the palace and request the finest dications and the most skilled physicians from His Majesty!" Su He declared with self-righteousness. "It was the Crown Prince who inflicted this harm. Regardless of the circumstances, His Majesty ought to offer so response."
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