Within Changle Garden of the Luoyi Imperial Palace, Grand National Teacher Yu Zhen once again appeared before the doors of Princess Changle's bedchamber.
"Your Highness, after this night, I wonder what decision you have reached?"
No sound came from within the bedchamber. Grand National Teacher Yu Zhen appeared exceedingly patient, not hurried in the slightest.
With no response, he simply waited outside the door, neither anxious nor impatient.
"Is Imperial Father truly this eager?"
After a long while, Changle's unhurried voice came from within the bedchamber.
"Your Highness misunderstands. It is merely we ministers who are anxious! His Majesty's condition cannot wait, and neither can Great Zhou. Therefore, I ask that Your Highness make a decision as soon as possible."
"Your Highness is also a clever person. In truth, some matters will end the same way no matter what. Why not choose the easier path?"
Outside the bedchamber in Changle Garden, whether anyone inside was listening or not, Grand National Teacher Yu Zhen continued persuading her at an even, steady pace.
Suddenly, the palace doors swung wide open. Princess Changle, dressed in court robes, slowly stepped out of the bedchamber.
"Grand National Teacher, so long as Imperial Father can be saved, I am willing to serve as the medicinal catalyst!"
Princess Changle's words brought a flicker of delight to Grand National Teacher Yu Zhen's usually expressionless face. "That would be for the best."
"Surely, Your Highness will become an eternal example for the descendants of our imperial clan. So long as Great Zhou endures, you shall be worshipped through the ages, with incense and offerings never ceasing..."
"However, I have one condition!" Princess Changle's words abruptly cut off Grand National Teacher Yu Zhen's praise.
"Please speak, Your Highness. So long as it can be done, this minister will certainly exhaust