At those words, Hu Xiaotian thought to himself that Xue Shengkang apparently had problems with his wife too. The imperial family might sound imposing, but even their domestic life was far from harmonious. The emperor's illness had to be kept under such tight wraps that even his own wife was not told. It seemed that, in Xue Shengkang's eyes, his full sister was still the most trustworthy person. This put Hu Xiaotian somewhat at ease. If even the Empress knew nothing, the princes and princesses could hardly know either, so they probably were not behind his summons to the palace. At first, Hu Xiaotian had even suspected that Xue Daohong or Xue Daoming wanted to harm him.
It was not that Hu Xiaotian had a fondness for conspiracy theories. Here in the Yong Capital, where danger lurked on every side, he had to keep an extra eye open in everything he did.
Eldest Princess Xue Lingjun entered the Diligent Governance Hall first, while Hu Xiaotian had to wait obediently outside for the Great Yong emperor's summons. Only after the time it took to smoke a pipe did Xu Baichuan emerge. Judging by his grave expression, the situation did not look promising.
Hu Xiaotian followed Xu Baichuan toward the Diligent Governance Hall and asked quietly along the way, "How is His Majesty?"
Xu Baichuan glanced around and answered frankly, "His condition suddenly worsened."
Hu Xiaotian inwardly cursed his luck. If Xue Shengkang was seriously ill, these people would not let him leave even if he lacked the ability to treat him.
"There is someone you should know, Lord Hu," Xu Baichuan said.
"Who?" Hu Xiaotian asked.
Xu Baichuan lowered his voice. "Zhou Wenju!"
Hu Xiaotian's heart jolted. How could he ever forget Zhou Wenju, Western Sichuan's Divine Physician? Back in Xiezhou,