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The Queen Mother smiled happily and said, "You, every time you go out, you always bring back some rare things for the Ai family. I'd better keep this snow lotus with you to take care of yourself. The Ai family will feel uncomfortable looking at your hair."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "My mother left it behind so that I don't need to use such good medicinal materials for my son's hair."

Emperor Qingming picked up the box containing the snow lotus, looked at it for a moment, and handed it to the imperial physician, "Come and see, is it a thousand years old?"

The imperial doctor held the box with both hands and looked excited, "Back to the emperor, this snow lotus is at least a thousand years old, and its appearance is so good that it can be called a fairy. It is something that can be encountered but cannot be asked for. If this snow lotus is used as medicine, it will definitely restore vitality and rejuvenate the five internal organs.

The six internal organs are revitalized and have the miraculous effect of prolonging life."

The Queen Mother was moved by the four words "prolong life" and said with a smile, "You can see that You Ning is a blessed person. Others may not be able to find the treasure in their lifetime, so you met it. The Ai family accepted it.

Your filial piety is gone."

Han Youning said with a smile, "My mother will be radiant and live a long life if she takes it."

The Queen Mother laughed and looked at her with particularly loving eyes.

Emperor Qingming stared at the snow lotus for a long time, wondering what he was thinking.

The Queen Mother glanced at Eunuch Wei, who carefully took the box from the imperial physician's hand, bowed and retreated to the inner room.

Emperor Qingming recovered his thoughts and said to the imperial physician, "Come again to diagnose King Jin's pulse."

Zhao Chengyuan looked calm and raised his hand to place on the pulse pillow.

The imperial doctor knelt down to check the pulse.

Emperor Qingming asked, "What's the reason for this gray hair? Can it be cured?"

The imperial doctor reported back, "Your Majesty, your gray hair is caused by excessive worry. You can slowly get better by taking some tonics that nourish your kidney qi."

The Queen Mother sighed quietly, "You are exactly the same as your father back then..."

How could the Zhao family be full of infatuated people?

Zhao Chengyuan's eyebrows were dull and he said, "I remember that my father's hair was silver-white back then. What's the reason?"

The Queen Mother quickly glanced at Emperor Qingming, caressed Yu Ruyi and said, "He was already in his thirties at that time, and he was working day and night on state affairs. How could his body be able to bear it?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "When I was a child, I thought that my father was already an old man in his seventies or eighties. Later, when he got older, he thought that the Zhao family was prone to premature birth, and worried that he would do the same. Now, it has become a prophecy.

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The Queen Mother said angrily, "Silly boy, there are times when you can't understand."

Emperor Qingming said quietly, "You really don't care about yourself for the Han family. You traveled long distances and climbed high mountains before your leg injury healed. Aren't you afraid of getting the root of your illness?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "At that time, my brother's leg injury was almost healed, but You Ning wanted me to take care of myself for a while before going to the ground. Later, You Ning's condition became critical, and my brother didn't care so much anymore."

Emperor Qingming asked the imperial physician, "Is the injury to King Jin's leg serious?"

Han Youning's heart twitched, he really asked!

Did he suspect that Zhao Chengyuan used a substitute and then went to Xiliang himself?

The imperial doctor said, "Back to the emperor, judging from the pulse, the prince's leg injury has not fully recovered. It should be due to strenuous activity in the field too early."

He looked at Zhao Chengyuan again, "Your Majesty, your legs must be quite painful when you walk on weekdays, right?"

Zhao Chengyuan nodded, "Yes."

Han Youning felt relieved. Was this imperial doctor bribed by Zhao Chengyuan? That was quite right.

Emperor Qingming's eyes darkened, "Nonsense! Why are you walking like this before your legs can move smoothly?" He pointed at the imperial doctor, "Come and check him out. If the bones are out of place, Da Zhou will be lame again."

Lord Legs!"

Han Youning's heart was lifted again.

Su Bai lost a lot of blood when he broke his leg that day, and there will definitely be scars on the leg... It has only been less than a year now, and no one believes that the scars are completely invisible.

The imperial doctor took off Zhao Chengyuan's boots with trembling hands and rolled up his trouser legs, revealing his well-proportioned and strong calves.

There is a scar in the middle of the calf. Judging from the color of the scar, it is from a few months ago.

The imperial doctor felt around the scar and said, "Fortunately, the bones are not out of place. However, the prince will need to rest in bed and will not be able to walk around."

Han Youning was greatly surprised, and then looked at Zhao Chengyuan in shock. He had actually broken his leg! He still had to lead troops in battle and fight with others. How could he endure the pain in his leg?!

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and looked at Han Youning who was still stunned, "Look at you, it's not as serious as the doctor said."

Han Youning spoke in a low tone, "Your Majesty's leg injury has recurred, why didn't you tell me? These three months are when the weather turns cold. Aren't you suffering every day?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled reassuringly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

He turned to Emperor Qingming and smiled and said, "Brother, look at how dare I say it. You Ning is afraid that she will burst into tears. She was weak at the time and could not bear the great joy and sorrow."

The doubts in Emperor Qingming's eyes disappeared. People can disguise themselves, but this leg injury cannot be faked. And this head of white hair cannot be faked.

In other words, the ghost-faced general causing trouble in the northwest is not Zhao Chengyuan.

He scolded, "You always have a reason. I think your complexion is worse than hers now. Let the Taiyuan Hospital prescribe a prescription for you, and then you can take good care of yourself in the house and don't go to the ground."

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Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "Okay, listen to the emperor brother."

Next, Han Youning and the Queen Mother avoided each other, and the two brothers discussed business matters.

Emperor Qingming said, "The third prince secretly created a tiger talisman edict and dispatched troops to the border town. Do you know this?"

Zhao Chengyuan looked solemn and said in a deep voice, "I know. It's just that the production of this tiger talisman is complicated. There has never been a successful example of counterfeiting in the past dynasties. How could the third prince have such great ability? All military camps in the Great Zhou Dynasty relied on the tiger talisman to mobilize troops.

If the Tiger Talisman could be imitated, wouldn't it cause chaos?"

Emperor Qingming frowned and said, "I am also worried about this. I once asked him who copied the tiger talisman, but he refused to admit that he had mobilized troops, saying that he had never left Yuming Mansion."

"The soldiers of the Dingbei Army were originally under the command of the third prince, so how could they mistakenly identify him?" Zhao Chengyuan sighed, "This crime is too big, and it will affect his wife and daughter. The third prince will not dare to admit it."

"But all the officials of Yuming Palace can testify that he has indeed been in Yuming Palace all the time. During the time when the troops were sent out, they also met with the third prince to discuss the reconstruction of Yuming Palace."

Emperor Qingming paused, "The secret guards monitoring Prince Li's Mansion can also testify."

Zhao Chengyuan said unexpectedly, "Is there still such a thing?"

Emperor Qingming said, "In your opinion, is the person who mobilized the troops the third prince or someone else?"

Zhao Chengyuan pondered for a moment, "My brother is not familiar with his previous habits of leading troops, and secondly, he does not know the situation of his fighting in the northwest this time. It is really difficult to judge. As for whether the third prince in Yuming Mansion is real or fake, I am afraid he knows best.

My pillow partner."

His excuse was his usual style.

But Emperor Qingming heard this and said in his heart, "You are right, the habit of leading troops is not easy to change."
Chapter completed!