"By the way, tell my little sister that I don't lack things. Don't send so much next time. If she wants to send something, she might as well give me more of those candies." Yin Man smiled. These candies are not only beautiful, but also delicious. They are also good as snacks.

"Don't worry, Princess. I will pass on the message to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

After leaving the Meng family, Lu Zhi went to the Wang family again.

After recuperating for a few days, Mr. Wang Jian's condition improved a little.

Knowing that Lu Zhi was sent by Zhao Qingrui, Wang Jian met her in person.

"Greetings, Marquis Wucheng." Lü Zhi also admired Marquis Wucheng very much and was extremely respectful to him.

"No need to be so polite. I wonder why His Highness asked you to come?" Wang Jian said gently. His gentle and kind look did not tell at all that he was once the God of War of the Qin Dynasty.

"My Lord, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is worried about your health and asked me to bring you some medicine, saying it will keep you healthy forever." Lu Zhi took out a porcelain bottle.

Wang Jian took it, his eyes filled with confusion.

"My Lord, please use the medicine. I still have to go back and report to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Lu Zhi said respectfully.

Wang Jian nodded, opened the bottle, poured out the pills and swallowed them.

The steward next to him was anxious and wanted to stop him, but unfortunately Wang Jian had already eaten it.

"His Highness has ordered that the old man should go out less in the future to avoid causing any unrest." Before leaving, Lu Zhi said seriously.

"Thank you for the reminder, and thank Your Highness for me as well." Wang Jian said gently.

After Lu Zhi left, the housekeeper's face suddenly changed, "Master, I will go and ask the doctor to come over."

"No need. I believe that neither His Majesty nor His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will harm me." Wang Jian shook his head. Two days ago, His Majesty had sent someone to convey an oral order, asking him to teach His Royal Highness the Crown Prince about military affairs.

Moreover, Zhao Qingrui is not a foolish person. It is impossible for her to send poison to him so blatantly, unless she doesn't want the position of crown prince.

"Master, if it's not the poison," the steward didn't mention it, "then what does His Highness mean?"

"Who knows? Just be honest and obedient." Wang Jian said calmly. He was so successful that he frightened his master, but he could still live peacefully until now because of his knowledge and interest.

However, he was also a little curious about Zhao Qingrui's purpose.

"Alas, I'm old, and I feel a little tired after just getting up for a while. Help me to rest." Wang Jian rubbed his eyebrows. He felt sleepy for no reason and his body was still a little tired.