Chapter 228 Who did it?

Murong Ming felt unhappy when he thought about his embarrassing appearance that day, so he deliberately said:

"How can she be called a schoolgirl? She's a wild boar! Fat, ugly, and full of brute force. She's just a country bumpkin from Lingnan!"

"Her name is Su Zhizhi, and her name is also very unpleasant."

Murong Ming squeaked a few times, imitating a mouse:

"Squeak, squeak, like a mouse, just call it Su Mouse—ouch!"

Princess Ning'an slapped Murong Ming on the back of the head, filled with righteous indignation:

"You big head! You must be jealous of her and deliberately slandered her like that."

Ning An was one year older and his hands became stronger, so he hit Murong Ming's head so hard that it hurt a little.

Murong Ming glared, but didn't dare to fight back:

"Why do you say I did it on purpose?"

Ning An: "Just because you were ignorant and unskillful in Lihe Hall before, and teased the Third Emperor every day!"

Murong Ming moved a little further away from Ning An and moved closer to the prince:

"Anyway, she's just a strong country girl, a wild boar, a rat, not even worthy of carrying my shoes."

"Brother, watch your words." Murong Wan couldn't stand it anymore.

She didn't care who the martial arts school recruited, because they were all people with no future anyway. She just hated her brother's brainless talking outside.

Crown Prince Murong Zhen said:

"It's against precedent for a martial arts academy to admit women. Women should learn music, chess, calligraphy, and painting like Wan'er, and then learn how to be a good wife and mother, staying contentedly at home and serving their husbands. If they join a martial arts academy and engage in fighting and killing, they will be useless unless they become military officers in the future. It might even cause unrest in the harem."

After the Chinese New Year, Murong Zhen was instructed individually by the Grand Tutor and the Junior Tutor, and he had grown one year older. Now he spoke with the authority of a prince.

Murong Wan was praised by Murong Zhen, but she was not happy, especially when she heard the words "stay content in the inner house and serve your husband."

She was born into a noble family and was the daughter of a prince. She was marrying down anyway. How could she serve others?

Ning An didn't even give Murong Zhen any face. After hearing these words, his chest started to burn:

"This princess just loves to wield spears and sticks and fight and kill. Is the prince talking about me?"

"If you ask me, if a martial arts school is good at recruiting, it should recruit female students. Not just one, but several. If I were a commoner, I would also apply to a martial arts school."

"General Yuan once said that those who can enter the martial arts academy on their own are truly capable. You can't even hold a gun, and you have the nerve to criticize others?"

Murong Zhen's face turned stern and he suddenly said angrily:

"Big Sister! You are being rude. I am the Crown Prince, and you cannot criticize me as you please."

Ning An gritted his teeth, feeling that Murong Zhen was becoming more and more annoying. Now he would use the title of crown prince to pressure others at every turn.

Murong Wan and Murong Ming were also a little surprised when they heard this.

As far as I can remember, Murong Zhen's temper wasn't that bad, and even when he was angry he wouldn't speak so harshly.

When a few people were unhappy, Murong Yu and Pei Shu came from behind.

When Eunuch Wang shouted "The Emperor has arrived", all the children woke up and turned around to salute.

"Father."

"Uncle Emperor."

When Murong Zhen saw that it was Concubine Hui who was beside his father, his eyes dimmed for a moment.

My father has never been as close to my mother as he is to other concubines.

My mother lived a lonely life in the mountains outside the capital, while my father was accompanied by a beautiful woman every day.

Murong Yu asked, "Were you arguing just now? Why are you arguing again?"

Ning An was the first to speak: "Father, we were talking about the martial arts school recruiting female students. Murong Ming said he saw Su Zhizhi."

"The martial arts school is recruiting female students?" Pei Shu's tone was filled with just the right amount of surprise when she spoke.

Murong Yu nodded and told Pei Shu this interesting story.

Pei Shu asked with a smile, "So they are from Lingnan. Why is Hao Ren's daughter surnamed Su?"

Murong Yu knew this:

"Hao Ren told me his life story. His original surname was Su. When he was a child, his family was poor and he was sold to another family, so he changed his surname. Later, when he had a daughter, he asked her to change her surname back to her ancestral surname, Su."

"I see."

Pei Shu smiled, thinking that her brother was quite good at making up lies. Even if he was making up lies, he would let Zhizhi have the surname Su.

Ning An asked, "Father, I also want to go to the martial arts school, is that okay?"

Murong Yu's tone became a little stern: "Isn't General Yuan already teaching you martial arts? How can a princess like you go to a martial arts academy?"

Ning An was hoping for a lucky break, but when she saw her father's serious expression, she didn't dare to say anything more.

Murong Wan kept looking at Pei Shu intentionally or unintentionally, and felt that Pei Shu was even more beautiful than she had seen before.

How can a person become more and more beautiful?

Pei Shu then asked, "The Crown Prince doesn't look well, but is there anything wrong?"

Pei Shu's words drew everyone's attention to Murong Zhen's face.

Murong Zhen's expression was indeed not good.

He was restless and sometimes dreamed of his unfinished homework and his mother's earnest instructions in the middle of the night, making it difficult for him to sleep.

In the past, he often heard his mother complain of headaches, and now he himself also had some headaches.

Murong Yu looked at Murong Zhen with concern: "Zhen'er, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Murong Zhen spoke truthfully, "Your Majesty, I just have a headache."

Murong Yu: "Does the imperial physician take my pulse every day?"

Murong Zhen: "The imperial physician examined me and said that perhaps I was overly focused on my studies."

"Zhen'er also needs to relax in moderation and not work too hard." Murong Yu's expression relaxed a little.

After talking for a while, they dispersed.

Pei Shu accompanied Murong Yu for two walks in the imperial garden, had dinner together, and then returned to the palace.

After returning to the bedroom, Dongyue waited alone on Pei Shu while she took a nap in the bedroom.

Pei Shu sat in front of a polished mirror, removing her hairpins and rings.

"Dongyue, you just saw the prince's expression. What do you think?"

Dongyue thought about it and whispered:

"It's a bit like the Queen's complexion before. It doesn't look sick or poisoned, but it just looks weird."

Pei Shu nodded.

The shadow of the locust tree branches was still waving in front of the dressing table, reflected on the bracelet on Pei Shu's wrist.

Pei Shu fiddled with the colorful stones on her bracelet, sorting out her thoughts.

Although she and Concubine Shu worked together to plot against the Queen, they never poisoned the Queen or the Crown Prince.

Because whether it was the Yifeng Palace at that time or the East Palace where the prince is now, there were too many eyes staring at them.

Taking the risk of poisoning is not a good idea. Once discovered, the consequences will be disastrous.

She also advised Di'er not to act rashly, otherwise it would alert the enemy.

Pei Shu had felt something was wrong with the prince before, and today he looked even worse.

"Is it really just because of schoolwork?"

Is there anyone else who wants to attack the prince?

If it was the latter, if she and Concubine Shu didn't do it, who would have done it?

Today, in the Eastern Palace, there are the emperor's people, the empress dowager's people, and perhaps even the queen's only remaining loyal servants. All of these people are protecting Murong Zhen.

Who could take action in the heavily guarded East Palace?

Pei Shu looked at the shiny bronze mirror. A cold face in the mirror looked back at her inquiringly.