Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess novel Chapter 121

Qingling said seriously, “Prince Huai is infected with highly contagious illness. Whoever enters shall have a mask on the face. I will tell Prince Huai about it in case he feels bothered.”

“Shut up!” Ms. Lu was overwhelmed with madness. She was so pissed that she had no idea what to say. Actually, she left the palace only to keep an eye on Qingling. However, she never expected to run into such a trouble before Qingling could start to cure Prince Huai’s illness.

Princess Ji only smiled to reply, “It’s okay. I will keep it in mind next time. But…I haven’t worn any mask during these days while coming back and forth, I suppose…Wenhuai could be sentimental when affected by the illness. We should try to avoid causing any concerns from him.”

Then she stuffed the mask onto Qingling’s palm and turned around to enter.

Obviously, she was trying to show no bias against the sickness of Prince Huai.

Qingling warned sternly, “Stop right there!”

Prince Wenjun sneered, “Watch your manner!”

Qingling looked around and said, “His Majesty sent me here to cure Prince Huai. So I am in charge of everything related to his illness. Phthisis is highly contagious even in the air when he speaks. The mask is only a basic tackle to prevent. Only those with masks could enter!”

She turned around to look at Gu Si, giving her strong order, “Sir, please guard here at the door. It’s a must to wear mask for whoever trying to enter. Those without masks shall never pass even including Ms. Lu.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Gu Si confirmed. By the order of His Majesty, Qingling had the only right to do the final say.

But he was still surprised by Qingging’s courage today. When he looked at Prince Wenhao, he found nothing but his composed face. It seemed that he had been used to it and didn’t intend to explain something for her.

Ms. Lu was irritated, “How dare you stop me! Gu Si, step away!”

Ms. Lu was about to rush in with Princess Ji. But Qingling took out the royal scepter and unfolded the written edict within. Then she stood in their front, “Put on masks if you wanna enter.”

“You…” Ms. Lu took a look and soon noticed the sculpture of royalty carved on the scepter.

Stunned, she exclaimed to ask, “Is that what His Majesty offered you?”

“It’s from the Retired Emperor.”

Prince Wenjun almost dropped his jaw.

Ms. Lu cast a stunned look at Prince Wenhao, “Wenhao!”

But he simply shrugged, “Ms. Lu, sorry, I could do nothing about it as she has the scepter. Both His Majesty and the Retried Emperor had made the promise—she is the only one to have final say to whatever related to the illness. And I am only here to escort her.”

Ms. Lu was rendered awkward with twitch of her face out of anger.

Prince Wenjing hurried to intervene, “Ms. Lu, it’s just a mask. Price Huai will show his understanding after we tell him about it. Please let Princess Chu enter first in case the best moment of treatment slips. I am sure His Majesty has his own reason to trust her.”

Qingling threw a mask to Gu Si, “Stay and guard. I will get in first. No one shall pass unless they wear mask.”

She turned to look at Prince Wenhao, who soon noticed what she meant and hurried to wear the mask. Then they walked over to the bed where Prince Huai lay.

“Wenhuai, how do you feel today?” Prince Wenhao bent over to ask and reached out his hand to tighten the quilt.

Prince Huai was skinny with his eyes sunken and bloodshot. It seemed that he just finished tough coughs lasting for a while. Tortured by the illness, he looked haggard.

But he still smiled, “Wenhao, I almost can’t recognize you.”

Prince Wenhao was about to take off his mask. But Qingling stopped him. She walked over and smiled, “Prince Huai, nice to meet you. My name is Qingling, also the wife of Prince Wenhao. So please call me Princess Chu. I am here to cure you by the order of His Majesty.”

Prince Huai slowly turned to look at Qingling. His smile seemed to fade a bit, “It’s my honor to meet you.”

Qingling smiled to reply, “I am sure we will be seeing each other more often. At least, in the following six months, you will see me every day.”

Prince Huai smiled, “Six months? Alright. Great.”

As far as he knew about his own illness, he actually deemed himself that he might even fail to make it for half a month.

Just now, he heard the conversation outside among the royal doctor and those royal ladies, who claimed that he would be dead in two days as he coughed up so much blood.