Yun Shu ultimately couldn't escape her fate and was hit on the buttocks ten times with a feather duster.

Although he was fleshy and the whipping didn't hurt, he still howled very loudly.

Then, when he was beaten, his once-imposing father was scolded and reprimanded by his grandmother and mother for a long time.

It is said that a gentleman takes revenge even after ten years, but for a child to take revenge, even a minute is too long.

He, Yun Shu, the young heir of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion, is a man who will avenge any wrongs he has, and he will do so on the spot!

After taking her revenge, Yun Shu was fed a plate of snacks by her grandmother and mother.

Despite his father's gloomy face, he ate happily.

Other children laughed at him for being fat, but little did they know that his body was actually his greatest asset.

If it weren't for his body taking the hits, how painful it would be to be hit on the butt with a feather duster!

He loves this body, and no one can make him lose it!

...

The Eastern Palace.

After a day of studying and having dinner, it's almost time to go to bed.

Ye Jingchen felt that he hadn't done anything, and a day had just passed by like that; it was simply a waste of time!

This can't go on any longer!

Books should be read, but there's no need to read them all day, much less every day! Otherwise, he won't be able to do anything else besides reading!

For example, he still has a lot of things to do today.

First of all, today is Ye Jinghe's first day of school. Although a lecturer accompanied him throughout the day, as the older brother, he still felt it was necessary to care about his younger brother's studies.

Little did anyone know that this concern almost drove him to become withdrawn.

Because Ye Jinghe recited the first fourteen lines of the Three Character Classic fluently in front of him, and even showed him his calligraphy. The three characters "天" (heaven), "地" (earth), and "人" (human) were written in a very good manner, no worse than Ye Jingchen's.

He began to worry. If all his younger brothers were this intelligent, how much effort would he have to put in to surpass them in their studies?

Although I felt a pang of sadness, I was mostly relieved.

Ye Jinghe's situation is more special than that of all the other princes and princesses. If he is intelligent, he will have more power to protect himself in the future.

"Jinghe's little brother is so amazing!"

"You're such a little reading genius!"

"Jinghe's younger brother is a genius!"

...

Ye Jingchen transformed into a complimenting monster, hugging him and showering him with compliments.

Ye Jinghe loved being praised by his older brother, and his lips were turned up in a smile until he fell asleep.

After Ye Jinghe fell asleep, Ye Jingchen returned to his palace, and Fangrong came to report on the matter of the perfume.

She divided the perfume into several portions and gave them to several palace maids who were skilled in perfumery. Over two days, they analyzed the fragrance ingredients in the perfume and found that the results were all similar. However, no matter how they mixed the same fragrance ingredients, the scents were different.

"Since we can't make it ourselves, let's just ask Fangzhi directly."

Ye Jingchen didn't trust Fang Zhi, which is why he wanted to find someone to try and see if they could make it. But since that method didn't work, he decided to use a simpler and more direct approach.

Knowing how to make the balm would not only alleviate Ye Jinghe's pain when he was poisoned, but might also allow them to find the real antidote by looking at the raw materials used to make the balm.

"Tell her that my patience is limited, and if she doesn't want to talk, then she can talk in the imperial prison."

Upon hearing the words "imperial prison," Fangrong's face turned deathly pale.

The imperial prison of Dayuan can stop children from crying at night.

In the novel, that place is littered with bones, and countless wronged souls have been lost there!

The reason she hadn't used this tactic before was that she thought she should at least save face for Ye Jinghe, since he was Ye Jinghe's biological mother. But the longer she spent with Ye Jinghe and saw how obedient and intelligent he was, the more repulsive Fangzhi became.

"Your Highness, could you also give this old minister a portion of the ointment? Perhaps it contains some medicinal herbs that might be mixed in," said Imperial Physician Zhang, who arrived after Fang Rong.

Ye Jingchen had invited the old physician over to examine him, but the old physician's words reminded him of something.

It is indeed possible that medicinal herbs are mixed into balms, and the possibility is not small. After all, there are not many flowers that can inhibit neurotoxins, but there are certainly many medicinal herbs.

Ye Jingchen not only gave the old doctor an opened box of perfume, but also gave him the perfume that Fang Rong had brought over and that had been mixed by others.

"This perfume can also be taken to Mr. Li of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion for a look," Ye Jingchen suggested.

As the male protagonist's personal physician, Mr. Li's medical skills must be quite good.

"Mr. Li is quite skilled in folk remedies, and this old minister also has this in mind," said Physician Zhang.

"Please, Physician Zhang, take my pulse. Ever since I fell into the water and had a high fever, I have often felt weak and powerless. Physician Zhang, please check if there are any aftereffects." Ye Jingchen said, extending his wrist.

Upon hearing this, Physician Zhang dared not delay and immediately stepped forward to take Ye Jingchen's pulse.

"Your Highness's pulse is strong and healthy; you shouldn't be feeling weak or fatigued, right?" the old physician asked doubtfully after taking the pulse for a while.

"This condition is especially noticeable when one is sleep-deprived. Would you like to examine me more carefully, Physician Zhang?" Ye Jingchen said meaningfully.

Imperial Physician Zhang: ...

Physician Zhang took Ye Jingchen's pulse again, and just like last time, his diagnosis was correct.

However, he had already understood what Ye Jingchen meant.

"Your Highness means—"

"I had a high fever, which depleted my energy. I need to rest well, and I especially shouldn't get up early," Ye Jingchen said with a smile.

Imperial Physician Zhang: ...

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