Chapter 291: Punish severely

After vomiting blood last night, Murong Yu woke up feeling extremely tired this morning.

When he was tired, he thought that he had not seen Concubine Hui for three days, so he sent someone to summon Concubine Hui to Ganyang Palace.

The palace maids sighed when they heard this. The emperor really put Concubine Hui in his care. Even when she was assassinated and injured, the first thing he did when he woke up in the morning was to summon Concubine Hui.

Soon, Pei Shu came.

Pei Shu had been back in favor for several years, and her food, clothing, and living expenses were unique among the harem. She entered the palace wearing embroidered shoes inlaid with oriental pearls, and the blood-red ruby ​​on her head shone so brightly that it dazzled the eyes.

With a little dressing up, she looked radiant.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." Pei Shu walked to the bedside and bowed.

Murong Yu leaned back on the bed, his head groggy, his eyes reflecting Pei Shu's graceful and elegant figure. She was clearly someone he'd seen before, yet for some reason, he felt a sense of strangeness in that moment.

Pei Shu sat sideways on the bed, looking at Murong Yu, whose face was sallow, and said with concern:

"I heard last night that the Emperor had been assassinated and was extremely worried. Now that I see the Emperor, I feel relieved."

"Shu'er, I'm very tired. Let me take a good look at you." Murong Yu raised his hand.

Pei Shu smiled with worry on her face and gently took Murong Yu's hand:

"If it can help His Majesty get better, I would be willing to bear this injury and suffer this hardship for His Majesty."

Murong Yu shook his head: "Shu'er, what nonsense are you talking about? You are so fragile, I can't bear to see you get hurt."

Pei Shu's eyes turned red, and she turned her head to the side and pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

The beauty's tears are like pear blossoms in the rain, which is a pleasure to watch.

But Murong Yu looked at it for a long time, but he didn't feel any better. It was not like before, when he felt refreshed. He still felt weak in his limbs, and his body was as heavy as a stone in the water.

But when Murong Yu saw Pei Shu's concerned and tearful look, his heart moved slightly.

In the harem, no one is as kind-hearted and pure as glass as Pei Shu, who is devoted to him and loves him deeply.

Every time Pei Shu looked at him, her eyes were filled with love. That kind of caring look was something he had longed for in his youth but never received.

Even the Queen Mother who raised him had never looked at him with such loving eyes.

"Cough cough cough..." Murong Yu suddenly started coughing.

Eunuch Wang brought a spittoon and Murong Yu spat out a few mouthfuls of blood-stained phlegm.

"Your Majesty." Pei Shu supported Murong Yu, tears rolling down her eyes.

Murong Yu stretched out his hand, caught a tear from Pei Shu in his palm, and suddenly said:

"Shu'er, I wronged you back then. I know you were sincere to me, and you suffered so much in vain. Now, can I give you justice?"

Pei Shu's eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her eyes to look at the ground, looking even more miserable and moving:

"I never feel wronged. I know that the emperor has his own difficulties, and he has his own reasons for doing things."

Murong Yu sighed.

The imperial physician also arrived at this time and stepped forward to take Murong Yu's pulse.

The imperial physician saw that the emperor looked pale and took his pulse again, and was shocked.

In just a few days, the Emperor's body has become so weak. Although the flying knife was poisoned last night, the poison has been removed, so it should be fine.

Is it because I was late in detoxifying yesterday?

The imperial physician looked solemn and hesitated for a long time before saying:

"Your Majesty has been overly worried lately. He was injured and poisoned last night, and coupled with his anger, his body naturally couldn't hold on."

"Your Majesty needs to stop worrying, rest well, and take medicine regularly in order to gradually recover."

Murong Yu was not surprised.

He Tingfang was a man who dared to use ruthless tactics. If he were injured by the assassin, he would lose half his life if he didn't die.

Right now, how could he stop worrying and think less? He had no choice but to deal with the scourge of He Tingfang first.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince requests an audience." Eunuch Wang reported.

Murong Yu nodded: "Let Zhen'er come in."

Seeing that the prince was coming to talk to the emperor, Pei Shu and the imperial physician both took their leave.

When Pei Shu walked out of the hall, she saw Murong Zhen walking towards her from the other side with a frown on his face and a look of hostility.

Dong Yue accompanied Pei Shu to the corner of the palace wall, and then whispered:

"I heard that the Crown Prince had a palace maid's leg broken in the East Palace this morning."

Pei Shu understood after hearing this.

Last night, when she returned to the palace and turned off the lights to go to bed, she suddenly heard some movement outside the window.

Before Pei Shu could call for help, a small wooden tube the size of a thumb flew in from the bed curtain, with a rolled-up piece of letter paper inside.

When Pei Shu lifted the bed curtains, she saw that the room was empty, without even a shadow of a person.

After she opened the letter and read it, she found that it was written by her brother, and she couldn't help but admire the great people around her brother.

And her previous doubts about the prince's illness were finally resolved.

The trees on both sides of the palace wall are lush and shady.

Under the shade of the tree, the master and servant's steps became lighter and lighter.

Inside the Ganyang Palace, Murong Zhen was walking towards Murong Yu's bedside with heavy steps.

Last night, Murong Zhen, as the crown prince, was also at the ice banquet.

Although he was not injured by the assassin, he was really frightened, especially when he saw his father fainting with a flying knife stuck in his shoulder and his clothes stained with blood.

When Murong Zhen returned to the East Palace at night, he felt a worse headache.

When he finally fell asleep in the middle of the night due to the pain, he was back at the banquet in his dream.

However, the person sitting on the throne in the dream was not his father, but himself.

There was blood all around and everyone was fleeing. He was tied to the dragon throne with invisible ropes, unable to move. He could only watch helplessly as the assassin's sword pierced his eyebrows.

Murong Zhen woke up from his dream in a sweat and saw a personal maid standing beside his bed.

The palace maiden was quite pretty. She bent down to wipe the sweat off his face with a charming look and said she wanted to serve him.

Murong Zhen saw that she was wearing a silver hairpin with a sharp tip, which reminded him of the scene in his dream.

He immediately kicked the palace maid away and ordered his men to drag her away and break her legs, so that she would never appear near him again.

When he was angry and punished, a strange feeling of comfort rose in his body, even relieving his headache.

But he felt a little regretful on his way to Ganyang Palace.

His harsh punishment went against his reputation for generosity and benevolence. He wondered if his father and Grand Tutor Zhang would reprimand him for this.

"Your son greets you, father. Are you feeling better?" Murong Zhen walked to the bedside and smelled the smell of medicine and blood.

Murong Yu's expression softened when he saw the Crown Prince: "Was Zhen'er injured last night?"

Murong Zhen: "Thank you for your concern, Father. Everything is fine with me, but I am worried about you."

Murong Yu smiled lightly, with kindness in his eyes:

"I am very relieved that Zhen'er has this heart. You are thirteen now, and you can learn to handle government affairs, so that one day you will not be like me..."

Murong Yu couldn't continue speaking.

Murong Zhen lowered his head and said, "Father, I am still immature and I am afraid I will not be able to handle government affairs. This morning, I was impulsive and punished a palace maid."

Murong Zhen told his father that he had ordered someone to break the legs of his personal palace maid this morning, because he felt that even if he didn't say it, someone would tell his father about it.

The palace maid had been serving him for several years, always doing her best. Anyone who saw it would probably feel heartbroken.

After Murong Zhen finished speaking, he heard his father say to him:

"Zhen'er, you are the crown prince. What's wrong with punishing a palace maid who didn't do her duty?"

"Remember... cough cough cough... you will be the emperor in the future, and those who serve you will be like house dogs. If anyone harbors undue thoughts, they will be severely punished and taught them the consequences of betraying their master... cough cough cough... "

As Murong Yu spoke, he held Murong Zhen's hand tightly, with a stern look on his face.

Murong Zhen was slightly startled, then nodded and said, "Father, I understand."

Murong Yu stroked Murong Zhen's face:

"Zhen'er, you are a lucky star sent by God to me and Dayu. I will purge the treacherous people for you and allow you to ascend the throne safely in the future."

While the father and son were talking, they heard Wang Nei Shi report:

"Your Majesty, Lord Hao has arrived and is waiting outside the palace."

Murong Yu nodded and said, "Zhen'er, go back first. I have something important to discuss with Hao Ren."

"Yes, father." After hearing what Murong Yu said just now, Murong Zhen changed his previous depressed look.

My father is right. The world belongs to Murong. He is the future ruler and has the power of life and death. Why should he blame himself for the mistake of a palace maid?

Murong Zhen left with an excited look on his face.

Murong Yu met Pei Shu, the imperial physician, and Murong Zhen in succession, and his already exhausted body became even more sleepy. But the next moment, when he saw Hao Ren rushing towards him crying, he was amused by the funny scene and perked up a bit.

As soon as Hao Ren entered the room, he wiped his tears and fell to the side of the bed. The situation was like a son whose father had died.

"Your Majesty! I was terrified last night and couldn't sleep. I was always worried about Your Majesty..."

"How is the emperor's health? When will he recover?"

"Your Majesty, I brought you some hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. I hope Your Majesty will recover soon..."

Hao Ren's eyes were filled with fear and worry.

Murong Yu believed that Hao Ren was truly frightened.

After all, he is Hao Ren's backer, so if anything happens to his backer, Hao Ren will of course be very nervous.

"I'm fine," Murong Yu waved his hand, signaling Hao Ren to shut up. "I called you here because I have something important for you to do."

Hao Ren: "Your Majesty, please give me your orders. I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Murong Yu: "You... ahem... come closer to my ear."

Hao Ren moved over as he was told.

Murong Yu whispered a few words into Hao Ren's ear.

Hao Ren's face suddenly changed, and he fell back. He turned around, and when he saw that no one was around, he whispered:

"The Emperor's intention is to use the Pei family case... to bring down He..."