nycdaug Chapter 298 Returning the Tiger Talisman
Chapter 298 Returning the Tiger Talisman
In Yuanning Pavilion, Song Xiangzhi also heard the news that Su Zhiru, Jiang Shi and others had left the Marquis' Mansion. She snorted in dissatisfaction:
"Before, he said he cared about me, but now he left with Jiang's mother and son, leaving me behind. It turns out that men's words cannot be trusted."
After hearing her complaints, Qiu Feng also felt regretful.
I heard that the third master and his men were going to the palace. That’s the palace, and I don’t know when I’ll have the chance to go in and take a look.
"Miss! The third master and his men are going to visit a patient. You have just recovered a few days ago, so it is better for you not to go with them to avoid being infected by the disease." Qiu Feng said.
Song Xiangzhi was very happy about what she said, but when she thought that these people were not at home, she couldn't help but feel a little amorous, and she didn't know whether her cousin would come to see her.
Just as this thought passed, there was a slight knock on the door.
After Qiu Feng opened the door, he saw a tall figure standing outside, it was Wen Yiman.
"Please come in, young cousin." Qiu Feng said.
Song Xiangzhi in the room also heard it and felt extremely shy.
Qiu Feng considerately closed the door for the two of them, and a spring breeze blew into the house, creating a charming atmosphere.
When it was bright in the morning, the second wife found out that the people from the third wife had gone to the palace and had not returned yet.
"I'm afraid that old guy won't make it this time. When he dies, I wonder how the people in the third house can still be so proud!" Xiaokang was in a very good mood. She thought that without the help from the third house, the old lady would be too lazy to even save face.
Besides, the old marquis has no more scruples and would not let Jiang continue to be in charge of the household. It is estimated that the storehouse keys and account books of the marquis's mansion will be delivered to her soon. She must take better care of her health.
At the Xianwang Mansion, the chief guard said directly after seeing Li Yuncheng:
"My Lord, the doctors haven't come out of Prince Yi's mansion yet. I heard that the old prince is in a very bad condition."
Li Yuncheng's expression was slightly solemn. The old prince's illness came at the right time, but the emperor might not let go of Prince Yi's Mansion because of this. The fourth young lady's risky move might not be effective.
"Got it! Have all the portraits in Prince Qi's mansion been sorted out?"
"Everything has been sorted out. Do you want to send it to the palace today?"
"No need. Send it to the palace in a few days and take out Su Yunrou's painting separately." Li Yuncheng said again.
The captain of the guards scratched his head, looking puzzled.
The prince specifically asked to paint Su Yunrou, so why did he pull out her portrait separately?
Li Yuncheng did not explain much, but left the palace and went to the palace.
In Chengde Hall, a faint medicinal aroma was hidden in the incense. Emperor Wenjin resisted the itch in his throat and asked, "How is Prince Yi's illness?"
A royal doctor knelt in the hall and replied, "Your Majesty, the old prince was so angry that his old illness triggered and he vomited a lot of blood. I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for much longer." said the imperial physician.
Emperor Wen Jin narrowed his eyes slightly. It was just a coincidence that Prince Yi fell ill at this critical moment.
"You must treat him well and do your best. Don't be lazy."
"The minister obeys the order!"
The imperial physician received the order and withdrew.
"Yun Cheng, how true is it that Prince Yi suddenly fell ill?" Emperor Wen Jin covered his mouth and coughed a few times.
"The old prince is already in his seventies, so it is true that he is sick. I also heard that he has invited many imperial doctors to see him, so I believe it cannot be false." Li Yuncheng replied.
"Ahem, what you said makes sense. It's a good thing that he's sick at this time."
Without Li Zhong in Prince Yi's mansion, he wouldn't have to worry so much when he took action on his own.
Li Yuncheng guessed Wen Jindi's thoughts almost instantly, but he couldn't say anything at this time, but his fingertips clenched slightly.
Su Qingwan might not have made the right move. Not only did it fail to put the emperor at ease, but it made him even less worried.
"Your Majesty, what should we do with the imperial edict sent to Tonghu Pass?" the eunuch waiting on the side asked softly.
The imperial edict he was talking about was the one that had been prepared but had not yet been issued.
Emperor Wen Jin frowned. It no longer mattered whether the decree was issued or not.
If Li Zhong were dead, Tonghu Pass would submit a petition requesting to return to Beijing to attend the funeral. If it were sent out at this time, it would cause unnecessary suspicion.
Li Yuncheng glanced at the eunuch indifferently. It was obvious that someone had instructed him to remind the emperor of the imperial edict from Tonghu Pass at this time. After all, he was not a talkative person in the past.
However, he underestimated the emperor. Although the emperor was afraid of Prince Yi's Mansion, if he touched Li Zhong's offspring at this time, he would be inferior. The emperor was wise, so how could he let himself bear the infamy?
The eunuch did not notice Li Yuncheng's glance at him. He just bent down slightly and waited for Emperor Wen Jin's instructions.
Just as Emperor Wenjin was about to speak, a young eunuch hurried into Chengde Hall.
"Your Majesty, the old prince has entered the palace!" the young eunuch knelt on the floor to report.
Emperor Wenjin was surprised and asked, "Isn't he seriously ill? How can he still enter the palace?"
"He was carried into the palace and is now heading towards Chengde Palace."
Sure enough, not long after, another eunuch came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the old prince has arrived."
"Let him in!"
Wen Jindi wanted to see what he wanted to say to him.
Prince Yi Li Zhong was carried in. Probably because he vomited blood on the way, he brought in a smell of blood.
"This old...minister...pays his respects to...the Emperor!" Li Zhong spoke only a few words in a halting manner.
Emperor Wen Jin walked towards Li Zhong. He didn't expect that just because he hadn't seen Li Zhong for a while, he would become like this.
He looked so haggard and pale, with dark blood under his eyes, lifeless eyes, and blood that had not been wiped off was faintly visible between his lips and teeth.
"Didn't I send someone to the palace to tell you to take good care of yourself and I would come to see you." Emperor Wen Jin said sadly.
Li Zhong shook his head slightly. If Qing Wan hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have thought that the emperor would be suspicious of Prince Yi's mansion. But he was the emperor, and he was born to be ruthless.
"It's too late...."
As Li Zhong spoke, he raised his hand towards Emperor Wen Jin with trembling hands.
Emperor Wen Jin naturally held it, but he didn't expect that something would fall into his hand.
"I received this thing from Your Majesty back then. Now I am unable to serve Your Majesty anymore. I have failed Your Majesty's grace. Please forgive me. Please... Puff!"
Li Zhong insisted on saying something and then spat out a mouthful of black blood.
The imperial physician who came with him hurriedly gave him acupuncture, but Li Zhong fainted.
"How is he?" Wen Jindi clenched the thing in his hand and felt a burst of coolness.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it won't work."
As soon as the imperial physician finished speaking, the old butler who had just carried Li Zhong into the house knelt down and begged, "Your Majesty, can you allow me to take the old prince back to the palace? The old princess said that the prince must die at home."
Emperor Wenjin's face darkened, but he finally waved his hand and asked someone to send Li Zhong back, and warned him: "Make sure to cure him for me!"