The Martial Doctor

For one’s own wife, what’s meant to be given must still be given. After all, each time he helps someone with meridian massage, it also benefits Lin Miao.

However, he can’t just help anyone with meridian massage for free. It must be someone trustworthy. Even his chief disciple, Xia Zhu, hasn’t received this treatment.

After all, there’s a difference in seniority and the custom that men and women shouldn’t touch each other.

Coming out of Xu Qixi’s room, Lin Miao bumped into Lianxin, who was hurriedly approaching.

"Lianxin, what’s the matter?"

"Young master, Ms. Guan is back." Lianxin exclaimed urgently, "She’s in the front hall, returned alone, and has something urgent to discuss with you."

"Alone?" Lin Miao’s heart skipped a beat. He immediately had a bad premonition and quickly walked over.

In the side hall of the main courtyard, Lin Miao saw a worn-out and somewhat disheveled Guan Biyun. In the past, even though she didn’t like magnificent clothes, she always kept herself tidy. Although she was over forty, she looked only slightly over thirty due to her good maintenance.

She was unmarried and could be considered an older remaining lady. However, if she wasn’t too particular, finding a decent match wouldn’t be hard.

But Guan Biyun came from the palace, thus had high standards. Those she fancied were either already married or preferred younger women. And she didn’t like socializing or making compromises, so she let the time slip by.

Compared to Yun, Guan Biyun exuded a more noble and elegant aura. But now, in front of him, Guan Biyun’s hair was disheveled, and she seemed ten years older, like a distressed noblewoman.

Her clothes didn’t look well-fitted, clearly not her own.

"Ms. Guan, what happened to you?"

"Lin, I’m sorry, I couldn’t accomplish what I promised you." As soon as Guan Biyun saw Lin Miao, it was as if she saw her backbone.

"It’s alright, Ms. Guan, how did you end up like this?" Lin Miao asked with concern, "Lianxin, prepare some hot water and go ask Mrs. Yun for a set of clean clothes."

"Yes, young master." Lianxin replied promptly and left.

"Lin, I was dishonored by that beast Zhao Yuanchun!" Remembering her ordeal and the hardships of her return, Guan Biyun couldn’t help but sorrowfully sob.

What?

Lin Miao was shocked. The name Zhao Yuanchun wasn’t unfamiliar; the fifth prince, King Qi, was known as Zhao Yuanchun!

"Towards the end of last year, Consort Xue suddenly summoned me, saying she needed me to check her pulse. I had already resigned, but it wasn’t approved, so officially, I was still with the Imperial Physician’s court. I knew Consort Xue was ruthless, but if I didn’t go, I’d never get through it. If she blocked my resignation, it would be troublesome. So I went. But who knew, it wasn’t truly Consort Xue seeking diagnosis, or I could say she collaborated with her despicable son to lure me to the palace. I never saw Consort Xue and was instead dragged to the fifth prince’s quarters..."

After listening, Lin Miao was shocked but not surprised. Nothing was strange within the royal palace.

Royal offspring, despite appearing noble and respectful, were often vileness at heart. The palace was an extremely oppressive place.

Zhao Yuanchun, raised in such an environment, became distorted, extremely selfish, and tyrannical. His mother’s indulgence and spoiling only aggravated it. At a young age, he was already oppressing others, unsurprisingly.

"He probably sought revenge on me because Yurou fled her engagement and refused to be his concubine. He believed I instigated it..."

"No matter the reason, his actions are beastly, unbefitting a prince!" Lin Miao’s expression turned icy. If this man became the Crown Prince and later Emperor, he would likely grow even more tyrannical.

It wouldn’t just be Guan Biyun who suffered then.

Though whose emperor mattered little to Lin Miao, with Guan close to him, King Qi’s nature meant trouble if their relationship was exposed.

Such a person needs to be killed, his bones ground to dust.

But he’s a prince; killing a prince isn’t simple. It’d only be possible if someone here reached Tian Yuan strength and there were no protectors at King Qi’s side.

Killing him would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken.

However, if he were killed, the Emperor’s anger would certainly prompt an investigation using state powers. One couldn’t act rashly for momentary satisfaction.

The best would be to mire him in scandal, leading to a just punishment.

Only openly killing him would rid any future trouble.

"Lin, among those I know, only you can help me." Guan Biyun knew those she knew in the capital were unreliable. Lin Miao was the only one who could help her. Consort Xue and King Qi would never let her go once they knew she escaped. If this were exposed, it might not ruin King Qi but could badly damage his reputation.

Of course, it’s also possible that even if exposed, it’d be useless because no one believed her. Consort Xue and King Qi’s fear was the Emperor and Crown Prince knowing. Outsiders wouldn’t impact them.

Because being a royal scandal, the Emperor would try his best to suppress it...

But if the Emperor knew, King Qi’s standing with him would undoubtedly fall, which is what Consort Xue and King Qi feared.

At a young age, committing such acts, with a suspicious old emperor, would he not wonder if his beautiful young concubines would become his son’s toys after his death?

No man could tolerate such!

"Ms. Guan, what do you want me to do?" Lin Miao asked. No matter his outrage, it had to be the victim’s decision.

"I want to write a memorial about this matter and ask you to submit it to His Majesty, asking him to deliver justice!" Guan Biyun said through clenched teeth.

"I’m merely Liu Pin’s Cheng De Lang without the right to directly present memorials to His Majesty. Even if I could, the memorial wouldn’t pass the Communication Department, not to mention the cabinet. It might never reach the Emperor, potentially sinking without trace. Moreover, Consort Xue and King Qi would know you’re with me immediately," Lin Miao explained.

"Then what to do? Must I endure this dishonor and grievance without ever finding justice?" Guan Biyun asked, hands trembling.

"I can forward your memorial to the Crown Prince and let him decide whether to present it to His Majesty. What do you think?"

"You know the Crown Prince?" Guan Biyun was taken aback.

"The Crown Prince was at Dongshan last year; I was his attending physician. We know each other," Lin Miao nodded.

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