“Doesn’t it hurt?”
Ying Qingye shook his head.
The imperial physician furrowed his brow deeply, continuously peppering Ying Qingye with questions while observing his complexion every so often.
Looking, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse—he didn’t miss a single step.
Yet he genuinely could not find a single thing wrong.
“Well?”
Ying Zheng asked with concern.
“Reporting to Your Majesty, the Fifth Prince is in robust health. This minister… cannot find any issues whatsoever.”
“You can’t find anything?”
Ying Zheng’s brow knit tightly.
What the heck!
And he’s in robust health?
Would someone in robust health actively seek out death?
Would someone in robust health pull those kinds of malicious stunts?
Chunyue felt a quiet surge of joy. Not being able to find anything is great!
“Check him again, thoroughly!”
Standing to the side, Li Si caught the displeasure on Ying Zheng’s face. If the physician failed to find anything, the Fifth Prince would truly be doomed.
“Understood!”
The physician hurriedly began checking him all over once more.
…
“Reporting to Your Majesty, the Prince suffers from a cerebral disorder!”
Everyone: (ﾟoﾟ)
A cerebral disorder?
Ying Qingye was also stunned. What the hell!
“You’re the one with a disease, your entire family has a disease!”
“I’m healthier than anyone! I could punch a bull to death with a single strike and carry it around while relieving myself!”
Ying Qingye panicked.
Seeing Ying Qingye reacting like that, everyone froze.
“Your Majesty, exactly as I said!”
“The Prince’s cerebral disorder flares up intermittently; normally, he is no different from an ordinary person.”
“Once it acts up, however, he will do things ordinary people cannot comprehend, and his thoughts become entirely distinct from common reason.”
Everyone was taken aback.
Ying Qingye: “…”
I just want to go back home, how on earth did I end up diagnosed with a mental illness?!
“Reporting to Your Majesty, since the Fifth Prince suffers from a cerebral disorder, his actions were fundamentally not of his own conscious intent.”
“Everything he did, including talking back to Your Majesty, was certainly not his true desire.”
“Please investigate this clearly, Your Majesty!”
Li Si quickly stepped down the slope that had been handed to him.
Chunyue and the others instantly stiffened. Is this a joke being played on fools?
They couldn’t find anything wrong earlier, but now they claim he has a brain disease? Just to protect this fellow, they’re willing to pull out an excuse like this?
However, displeased as they were, the Imperial Physician had already declared it.
They had no grounds to refute it, and whatever they said now would be completely useless.
“Li Si, you’re the one with a brain disease!”
“I don’t have a disease, I’m perfectly fine!”
Ying Qingye instantly grew upset. Who on earth wanted to carry the title of a mental patient?
“Yes, yes, yes, this subject has a disease, this subject has a disease!”
Ying Qingye: “…”
He completely broke down!
Good grief!
Now I’ve really earned the title of a certified lunatic!
“Imperial Physician, prescribe a few doses of medicine for Qingye. You must cure his illness for us.”
“Understood!”
The physician respectfully backed out of the hall.
“No, Imperial Father, I really don’t have an illness!”
“This son is as healthy as can be!”
“Alright, alright!”
“We know!”
Ying Zheng waved his hand dismissively, offering an extremely perfunctory response.
“Eldest Brother!”
“Fifth Younger Brother, be a good boy and listen, take your medicine on time, and you’ll get better!”
I’ll be damned…
He was utterly speechless!
“Court is dismissed!”
“Respectfully sending off His Majesty!”
Watching Ying Zheng leave, Ying Qingye bolted out of the grand hall and sprinted straight toward Ying Zheng’s study.
Without even waiting to be announced, he barged right in.
“Qingye, why are you getting more and more unruly?”
Ying Zheng glanced at him, his brow furrowing slightly.
“Imperial Father, I have a cerebral disorder!”
“Isn’t being unruly completely normal then?”
Ying Qingye’s tone was filled with resentment.
“Then take your medicine on time and step outside!”
“Imperial Father, this son has no illness!”
“I am not sick!”
Ying Qingye blurted out immediately, growing anxious.
“You’re not sick, yet you’re constantly thinking about seeking death?”
“If it weren’t for Li Si today, your head would have been separated from your body long ago.”
Ying Zheng said in an exasperated tone.
“If I die, I die!”
“Eighteen years from now, I’ll be a brave hero again!”
“More like another complete fool!”
“No, Imperial Father, am I really your biological son?”
“How can you say something like that?”
Ying Qingye said with a bitter expression.
“Even I need to look into that thoroughly myself. I am a ruler of grand strategy and talent—how could I ever end up with a son like you?”
Ying Qingye: “…”
“I don’t care, you must issue an imperial decree to announce to the world that I am not sick.”
“You brat, do you even know what kind of behavior this is?”
“You are attempting a coup!”
“A capital offense!”
“Do you understand?”
Ying Zheng scolded furiously.
“Then I am staging a coup!”
Upon hearing the words “capital offense,” Ying Qingye’s eyes lit up.
That statement made the eunuchs and palace maids serving inside the study widen their eyes in shock.
They simply couldn’t believe what their ears had just heard.
Good grief!
Openly and blatantly trying to stage a coup against Qin Shi Huang?
Was his gallbladder made out of a giant water vat?!
“You brat, if you’ve got the guts, say that one more time!”
Ying Zheng’s face turned gloomy. No one had ever dared to speak to him like that before.
Even Lü Buwei back in the day hadn’t dared. As for Lao Ai, the one who tried to stage a coup before, the grass on top of his grave was already three meters tall.
“Imperial Father, this son is staging a coup. Please issue an imperial decree to clear my name.”
Ying Qingye cupped his hands and slowly said.
“Wretched boy, do you really think We wouldn’t dare execute you?”
“Repeatedly committing such rebellious and lawless acts—just how many heads do you think you have?”
“Imperial Father, this son only has one head. Feel free to take it whenever you like!”
Ying Qingye said unhurriedly, appearing completely calm, though in Ying Zheng’s eyes, it looked utterly brazen.
This time there’s no one else around here, so surely no one will step up to plead for me, right?
This time I’m definitely a gonner, right?
Hehe…
I really am such a clever little genius!
Ying Qingye felt wonderful on the inside. A wonderful life, here I come back!
Seeing the excitement dancing in Ying Qingye’s eyes, Ying Zheng instantly calmed down.
Why is this kid actually getting excited?
Does he really want to die that badly?
Is there some hidden issue behind all this?
“You brat, let Us ask you—do you actually have a mental illness?”
??????????
What the?!
No!
Wasn’t he supposed to be executing me?
Why is he asking about this?!
“Imperial Father, you can kill me, but you cannot say I have a brain disease!”
“I am perfectly normal!”
Ying Qingye said with annoyance.
“You’re normal?”
“What normal person actively seeks out death?”
“Tell Us, are you truly sick in the head?”
Ying Qingye: “…”
Fine!
There he goes, failing to die again!
“Never mind, I’m leaving first!”
Ying Qingye suddenly lost all interest. He might as well just go back and play with the Empress!
“You can leave, but as for the things you pulled, your stipend for the next few months is gone.”
“What the heck?”
“Imperial Father, are you trying to starve me to death?”
“Mmm~ Doesn’t that suit your wishes perfectly?”
“Weren’t you desperately trying to die anyway?”
When Ying Qingye heard that, ah, right!
He could starve to death!
That wouldn’t count as committing suicide, right?
He would just starve because his stipend was gone, not because he purposely killed himself.
It would just be a little painful, that’s all.
“Host, starving to death doesn’t count!”
“You won’t be able to go back!”
At that moment, the system’s voice rang out in his mind.
“No, on what grounds?”
“Why wouldn’t it count? It’s Qin Shi Huang who isn’t giving me money, it’s not like I actively chose to starve myself.”
Ying Qingye immediately grew displeased. Even this wouldn’t work?
“Host, even if the imperial court doesn’t give you a stipend, given your and Shui Yunji’s martial prowess, do you think you’d actually starve to death?”
“Who’s going to believe that?”
“Are you playing around with an idiot?”
Ying Qingye: “…”
He was utterly speechless!
“Damn system, I knew you just didn’t want me to go back!”
“So what if I don’t?”
“What are you gonna do, bite me?”