Jiang Kangan took another sip of tea and said vaguely, "He left in a hurry while you were still awake, and only told me."

But at that time, his mind was full of Jiang Zhiyu's affairs, so he forgot about it.

As for why I didn’t think about it these days, it was mainly because Jiang Bojian spent a year in the Imperial College.

They have become accustomed to not seeing people for years.

After a moment of silence, the two of them avoided the topic. Jiang Kangan said seriously, "If he dares to stay overnight..."

Although he did not mention anyone by name, both of them knew it. They also knew what Jiang Kangan had not finished saying.

"Don't worry, brother, I know what I'm doing."

Hearing her say this, Jiang Kangan also stood up and said, "I'm glad you know. It's getting late, you should get some rest early. The doctor is waiting for you in the hospital. If you feel any discomfort, be sure to tell me."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded repeatedly.

…

At the General's Mansion, after applying medicine on his wounds, He Yanting lay flat on the bed.

He was injured in Mobei. He fought in several battles in a row, and then launched a fierce attack on Wala, but he didn't suffer any injury at all. He was like a god.

It's just that he was in a hurry to get back, and he fell asleep straight after he came back, so he left it there.

The itchiness caused by the healing of injuries is sometimes more torturous than the pain. He Yanting tossed and turned in bed, and suddenly, he stopped.

The window was pushed open from the outside, and the cold wind rushed into the house along with the people who came in, blowing out the candle on the table.

He Yanting raised his hand to block the man's rush and said coldly, "Close the window."

The man turned around and closed the window. He walked back and thought for a while, then took out a lighter from his sleeve and lit the candle. In the flickering flame, his face was reflected. It was Su Bai.

Seeing that there was nothing else he wanted to do, Su Bai climbed onto the bed and unceremoniously grabbed He Yanting's quilt and wrapped himself up like a dumpling, shivering and saying, "I'm freezing!"

He Yanting: “…”

"What's with that expression on your face?" Su Bai said dissatisfiedly, "I've been running around looking for a doctor for you. You're just like the moon shining in the ditch!"

He Yanting: "Huh, where's the doctor you're looking for?"

"They won't come," Su Bai's voice became even more depressed when he said this. "I've offered them a large sum of money, calligraphy and paintings, jade, and ornaments, but nothing can impress them. Isn't that strange?"

He Yanting looked at him and didn't agree.

Su Bai chattered on and on, and He Yanting suddenly said, "The emperor asked me to be the crown prince, but I refused."

The sound stopped abruptly.

"You refused? Then the old emperor wasn't angry and didn't hit you?"

There was a hint of gloating in his voice.

He Yanting took a deep breath and said, "That's not the point. I will find another way to redress the Su family's injustice. This shortcut won't work."

After a moment of silence, He Yanting's breathing became a little unstable.

"What's the big deal?" Su Bai said, "I've waited for more than ten years, so I don't need a moment."

He Yanting raised his head slightly, and then heard him say, "I don't rely entirely on you now. I think Zhiyu can do things much faster than you."

He Yanting: “?”

"I overheard her conversation with Jiang Kang'an when I came back just now. All they need to do is find some more evidence. So, quickly hand over the evidence you've collected over the years."

He Yanting: “…”

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop," Su Bai explained after realizing it belatedly, "You guys have been unconscious for so long, and suddenly you said you were awake, so I had to go check it out first."

He Yanting didn't care about this at first. He glanced at Su Bai and stood up. Su Bai wanted to get up as well, but he pressed him down on the bed: "Rest first. What time is it now? Didn't you say that you didn't need this little time?"

After he said that, Su Bai's excited expression finally calmed down: "Indeed, it's so late..."

After days of running around, Su Baitou fell asleep as soon as his nerves relaxed. He touched the pillow and could faintly hear his snoring.

He Yanting shook his head slightly, opened the door slowly and walked outside.

…

Jiang Zhiyu slept without any dreams all night until noon.

Su Bai and He Yanting had been waiting in the hall for a long time.

Several people returned to the house and looked at the evidence Su Bai brought. Jiang Zhiyu frowned.

[This evidence is a bit vague. This person is fake, everything he says is fake. He wants to do something else before he dies.]

How about I falsify it and just write that the murderers are Xiao Chuji and Defei? Wouldn't that be a bit obvious?

He Yanting: “…”

He knew that there were fakes in the evidence, but he was not sure which one was fake. In addition, now that Concubine De was dead, Xiao Chuji's men had fled like birds in the forest, making it difficult to investigate. That was why it took so long.

Su Bai didn't know what they were thinking. Seeing Jiang Zhiyu's frown, he spoke nervously, "But it's not enough?"

Responding to his words, Jiang Zhiyu shook her head and said, "Leave it to me. I'll be in the palace soon."

He wanted to act quickly, but he didn't expect her to make the decision so quickly. At the end, Su Bai felt a little hesitant. He wanted her to think about it again, but he couldn't bring himself to open his mouth.

He Yanting saw his hesitation clearly and winked at Jiang Zhiyu, who understood.

"Not at all," Jiang Zhiyu said seriously, "It's been over ten years since the incident was discovered. Not only is it not fast now, it's a bit too late."

Yes, not only is it not fast, it’s also a little late.

Su Bai's nose felt sore and his eyes turned slightly red.

He stood up and bowed solemnly to Jiang Zhiyu.

…

They walked all the way to the outside of the palace. He Yanting got off the carriage and walked her to the palace gate, but did not go in with her.

Jiang Zhiyu: “?”

"If I go in with you, the originally smooth process will probably be bumpy."

【Why do you say it like he's a little unlucky guy? 】

Seeing him like this, Jiang Zhiyu did not force him and entered the palace on her own.

Jiang Zhiyu had just entered the imperial study and hadn't even knelt when the emperor came up to her and asked, "Why are you coming to the palace instead of recuperating at home?"

Jiang Zhiyu had just opened his mouth when the emperor snorted again, "He didn't come with you, so why doesn't he dare to come in?"

"I have……"

"You rejected my position as Crown Prince and now you don't even dare to see me?"

Jiang Zhiyu: “…”

Let me finish what I'm saying!

but……

"Rejected the position of Crown Prince?"

The emperor repeated the previous conversation.

At the same time, I also mentioned the words "can't" and "don't want to".

Fu Ping, who was standing aside, pondered the emperor's implication and suddenly became silent.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at the emperor and suddenly accused him, "That's where you're wrong."

emperor:"???"

His pupils were dilated due to shock.

"What did you say?"

Jiang Zhiyu looked at him and asked, "How old is Your Majesty now?"

"thirty……"

"That's it. I'm in my thirties, the perfect age to make a breakthrough!"