Chapter 249 Rebellion

In the cramped cell, the soldier was replaced by the familiar one.

Fu Yi casually threw the handkerchief into the basin.

"Why haven't we seen Aying yet today?"

The soldier was of course unable to answer, and he didn't even know who the "Aying" that Prince Danshuo was talking about was.

He stood up with the basin of water and met the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple who had rushed over.

The Junior Official of the Dali Temple raised his hand to press the edge of the basin, lowering his eyes to look at Fu Yi in the cell: "The Prince is sitting a little too comfortably in this prison."

The soldier's hand holding the basin of water shook, showing some nervousness.

Fu Yi looked up and asked, "Is Shao Qing's life in the mansion very hard? Even this can be considered comfortable?"

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple withdrew his hand from the edge of the basin, walked over, and looked down at Fu Yi.

"The prince has no intention of confessing yet? But my men found some interesting things in the prince's mansion."

"Don't threaten me." Fu Yi changed to a more comfortable sitting position. "I will treat it as if the Shaoqing came today because he was really at his wit's end and decided to poison me first."

"Why not?"

"Are you worried that you'll be discarded and used as a scapegoat?"

Fu Yi smiled as he looked into the eyes of the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple.

"Originally, I only needed to finish you off, but you've been so reluctant to confess that you're dragging more people down with you..."

Fu Yi interrupted him: "You want to sit in my seat?"

Fu Yi looked at him and said, "When I was valued by His Majesty, I was younger than you. You are still far behind."

The Dali Temple's Shaoqing's face turned pale, and then he lifted his robe and sat down: "It's okay, I have plenty of time to spend with the prince today."

Fu Yi frowned slightly: "I don't have one."

The Dali Temple's Shaoqing said confidently, "There will be news. I will stay here with the prince and wait for news."

Fu Yi said with a smile: "What news?"

Commander Jiang took action today, and your heart is filled with the news of Jianjian's death. The Dali Temple Shaoqing bowed his head and said, "Bring me some tea."

*

Prince Danshuo's Mansion.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Wu Xun, startling him so much that he drew his sword: "Who!"

"It's me." Cheng Nianying said.

Wu Xun patted his chest and put away the knife: "You... in this state, it's really hard to recognize you."

"How did you, how did you just... come in like this?"

Cheng Nianying: "Isn't that what a killer does? He bypasses the guards and sneaks into the room silently."

"Uh, that's right." Wu Xun's mouth twitched, and he asked hurriedly: "But why are you here at this time? Is there something going on outside..."

"I found the person who killed Princess Zhaoning."

"who?"

"Muhe."

"She...she." Wu Xun's expression and tone changed together, with a hint of disgust and regret.

"According to her, ever since she entered the Prince's Mansion, she has unconsciously used the spices given to her by the Emperor to make perfumes, used them to fumigate clothes, bake incense pills, and light incense burners... some of them are poisonous."

Wu Xun's originally calm attitude suddenly changed.

"What? What did you say?"

*

After Cheng Nianying left the Prince Danshuo's Mansion, she took a detour to the Prince Kang's Mansion.

The gate of Prince Kang's Mansion was locked, and the atmosphere inside was stagnant.

"Is the situation going to remain deadlocked like this?" The Crown Princess raised her hand to pour tea for Fu Cheng.

"No, the emperor can't wait."

Cheng Nianying was too lazy to watch them comforting each other, so she stepped on the wall and jumped over.

She came to the wall of the main courtyard, where the atmosphere was even more stagnant.

Cheng Nianying stared at it for a while but didn't see any movement.

There was probably no one here who cared about Fu Yi. Cheng Nianying frowned and was about to leave when Fu Cheng arrived.

The tightly closed door was opened and King Kang walked out slowly.

Fu Cheng asked, "Mother, has she not eaten yet?"

King Kang said in a deep voice: "No."

Fu Cheng immediately said, "I'll ask Yaoqing to go in and serve." Yaoqing was the maiden name of the Crown Prince's wife.

"Now I'm afraid that she will be even angrier when I see her."

Fu Cheng said, "Then I'll go. How can Mother not eat? I'll go and beg her on my knees."

The people in the inner room seemed to have heard the noise, and heard two crackling sounds.

Something was smashed against the window.

"Fu Cheng! Fu Cheng, come in!" Princess Kang shouted at the top of her lungs.

Cheng Nianying had never heard her voice like this before.

So he stepped on the wall and moved closer.

King Kang said, "Well, don't go in either. Wait until everything is settled."

Fu Cheng patted his father's hand, then pushed the door open and walked in.

"Snap."

The person inside smashed another bowl, which brushed past Fu Cheng's shoulder.

Fu Cheng squatted down to pick up the broken pieces and said, "Mother has never been so cruel to me."

Princess Kang had long since lost her former dignity. Her hair was uncombed, scattered across her shoulders, and she was only wearing her undergarments. She knelt on the couch, clutching the curtains tightly with one hand, as if in fear and pain. "You, you really want to watch your brother die?"

Fu Cheng recalled what the Crown Princess asked him that day.

He raised his head and said, "If mother didn't want to see Fu Yi die, why didn't she stop Yao Qing from speaking publicly at the Ding Palace banquet that day?"

"If you didn't stop me, it means I agreed. Mother, you're just like us. Please don't risk your health today, okay? Everything will be fine once everything is over."

Princess Kang shrank her shoulders and her lips trembled.

"I have always loved you far more than Fu Yi..."

"Well, let's just keep going like this." Fu Cheng responded.

"But he is my son after all, born after months of pregnancy."

Fu Cheng's mouth trembled slightly, and he said with some intolerance: "So? Didn't you also think that Fu Yi's insight into people's hearts was scary in the past? Didn't you love me more because of this? What are you regretting now?"

Princess Kang sobbed softly, "How can they be the same? When I didn't like him, he was living a good life. But now he is going to die, dying. Death is irreversible..."

Cheng Nianying didn't listen any further. She jumped down from the wall and left Prince Kang's Mansion quietly.

She just suddenly wanted to see Fu Yi.

King Liang, who had endured a day and a night, finally came out of the study.

The servant looked at the bloodstain on his robe in horror: "Your Highness..."

"I will change my clothes and clean up my interior. Tie him up... tightly. Whether he's hungry or thirsty, someone else can do it. You must not untie him. Do you understand?"

“Yes, yes…”

When Prince Liang returned to the flower hall, he saw Cheng Nianying coming back.

"I know. Let's go see Fu Yi, right?" Prince Liang picked up the cloak and covered Cheng Nianying with it. "Let's go."

The carriage arrived outside the prison with familiarity, but was stopped by a guard: "It is inconvenient to meet you today."

King Liang was afraid that Cheng Nianying would be disappointed, so he turned to look at her and asked the soldier, "Why is it inconvenient?"

The soldier said, "There are guests."

King Liang understood immediately that he must not run into this.

"Then...then we can only go back."

Cheng Nianying responded with a "hmm".

She had wanted to ask who would be the best person to hand over the Heron to, but she could only go back and ask the people in the Prince's Mansion. She remembered that Fu Yi had a very smart assistant named Hou...Hou Fu?

"Wait. The Prince has something else to say to His Royal Highness the Prince of Liang." said the soldier.

"To me?" King Liang was stunned.

"You say." King Liang suppressed his doubts.

"The prince said that no matter what happens in the imperial capital, it would be best for His Royal Highness Prince Liang not to interfere."

Prince Liang immediately held his breath and turned to Cheng Nianying without thinking, complaining: "Listen, listen, what kind of words are he talking about? What kind of tone is that? He's even giving me orders!"

*

The imperial palace at that time.

After the emperor took the medicine, the palace maid hurriedly brought a pillow to support his back. The emperor breathed a sigh of relief and felt his breathing became more even.

The imperial physician stood up from the ground and said, "Your Majesty, please worry less and rest more."

"Let down the curtains and I'll take a nap."

"yes."

The palace maid responded and followed the imperial physician, tiptoeing out. Before they reached the palace gate, a young eunuch came crawling over.

"Your Majesty! Prince Ding has rebelled!"

…

The news reached the prison almost immediately.

King Liang's face turned pale: "He actually dared to rebel?"

"Return home immediately!"

He ordered his attendant: "Go ahead and get my armor!"

Fortunately, an ambush had been set up near Prince Ding's mansion.

Cheng Nianying curled her fingertips and asked, "Does this count as meddling in the affairs of the Imperial Capital?"

Prince Liang said sternly, "I can't possibly listen to Fu Yi. I have my responsibilities. I can't allow Prince Ding to cause chaos in the capital."

The official rushed to the Dali Temple Shaoqing and reported the matter to him.

The Shaoqing of the Dali Temple's face turned pale and he instinctively turned to look at Fu Yi.

No way? Really?

Fu Yi frowned slightly: "Shao Qing asked me to wait with you, is this the news?"

"Prince Ding's rebellion is worrying."