Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.
Several Imperial Physicians arrived here to report on the War Prince's condition to The Emperor.
"Your Majesty, the War Prince's health is not in serious danger. He merely caught a cold and needs to rest in bed for a few days, then he will be fine," the leading Imperial Physician respectfully said.
To the left of The Emperor stood Eunuch Li, and to his right stood a thin man with a sharp, monkey-like face, who was none other than the Onmyoji Zhao Yin.
Upon hearing this, The Emperor turned his head slightly to the right and exchanged a glance with Zhao Yin.
Zhao Yin's lips curved into a confident smile, and he nodded slightly.
Seeing this, The Emperor felt reassured as if he had taken a sedative, and nodded, "Good! Take good care of the War Prince's health, and I will surely reward you handsomely."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor, long live, long live!"
The Imperial Physicians knelt down and kowtowed in gratitude.
