Chapter 264 Message

An Jiu patted his back.

"It's not without gain. At least we know that the murderer was hiding in Prince Jing's Mansion." An Jiu comforted.

In fact, I also learned the truth about Miss Yao’s death.

But no one would believe it if I told them. Everyone would rather believe what they saw.

The emperor exhaled: "Where is Prince Jing?"

Jiang Sheng mocked, "The prince was frightened last night and has a high fever today. The imperial physician has gone."

The emperor narrowed his eyes.

Jiang Sheng added: "Since the murderer is in Prince Jing's mansion, Prince Jing is definitely involved in this matter."

To be more direct, Jiang Sheng suspected Prince Jing.

However, as a cousin, it is not easy for him to say it directly, after all, they are brothers.

These people are so annoying. Can’t the cousin just have him as a younger brother?

He is the one who truly cares about his cousin, what kind of traitors are those others?

The imperial physician came again, examined the emperor, told him to rest, and prescribed some medicine.

As soon as the emperor saw the medicine, he instantly felt unwell.

But as the king of a country, he didn't want people to know that he didn't want to take medicine, couldn't endure hardship, and was as effeminate as Prince Ruyang.

"Xiaojiu, I'm in so much pain..." In the hall, as soon as everyone left, the emperor suddenly lay on the bed weak and unable to take care of himself.

An Jiu walked over and looked at him. Although this guy was pretending, she felt really sorry for him.

She saw it last night. There were large patches of bruises on the chest, which was very horrifying... If someone was not in good health, their internal organs would be shattered.

It was a close call...

Moreover, it was the tyrants who caused the trouble, and every time the emperor had to take the blame, which was really miserable.

An Jiu asked him: "What do you want to eat?"

The emperor was very happy and listed a bunch of dishes.

An Jiu looked at him expressionlessly and asked, "Can the patient eat spicy chicken and boiled fish?"

emperor"……"

When the emperor was recuperating, rumors became more and more intense. Some people even suspected that the emperor was faking illness in order to shirk responsibility. Of course, this was only said in private. Who would dare to say this in public?

Yan Wenjie has been checking on Miss Yao. As she has been in and out of the Duke of England's mansion more frequently, he discovered that something was not right with the second son of the Yao family.

He seemed to have determined that the emperor was the murderer and refused to listen to any evidence. He was very stubborn and had great hostility towards Yan Wenjie.

Yan Wenjie also found out that the maid who committed suicide had some connections with the second young master...

Miss Yao died unmarried, so her body could not be buried in the ancestral tomb, so she could only be buried in a scenic place.

The Duke's wife fainted from crying again and never recovered from her illness.

The second young master had a gloomy face. The fourth young master was young and still studying in the academy, so he had no idea.

The most difficult one is the Third Young Master. He followed General Zhenyuan to fight in the Western Rong. If he knew that his sister was killed by the emperor he was loyal to...

Yan Wenjie stepped up his investigation.

Everyone in the mansion who had come into contact with the maid said that the maid didn't like to communicate with others and only stayed with Miss Yao.

Before the incident, apart from visiting Concubine Shu in the palace, they rarely went out.

"Concubine Shu..." The emperor leaned on the bed and said after listening to Yan Wenjie's narration: "Keep an eye on the second son Yao."

Yan Wenjie nodded. He had the same idea as the emperor. He always felt that there was something wrong with the second young master.

Most people think that finding the real murderer is the most important thing. Even the Duke of England feels that something is fishy, ​​but he insists that the emperor went crazy and killed someone.

Regardless of the truth of the matter...

How could he be so sure that the emperor was crazy? Did someone else tell him?

who?

Just as Yan Wenjie was about to go downstairs, An Jiu came in with medicine.

The expression on the emperor's face changed instantly.

Yan Wenjie took a look at the bowl of medicine. It was pitch black and looked bitter...

"Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine." An Jiu put the bowl on the table.

The emperor coughed dryly and said, "I'll eat later."

An Jiu was speechless, knowing that he was just throwing a tantrum because he didn't want to eat.

I am speechless. After all, he is the king of a country...

After a pause, An Jiu thought again, even the king of a country is still a human being, not a machine. He has emotions as well. Isn't it normal to be afraid of bitter medicine?

"I brought candied fruit." An Jiu coaxed softly, "It won't be bitter if you hold your nose."

The emperor looked at the medicine bowl reluctantly. He said stubbornly: "As the ruler of a country, am I afraid of suffering?"

An Jiu "..."

Yan Wenjie took a few quick steps. He was terrified. For a moment just now, he really thought that the emperor was afraid of taking bitter medicine, but it turned out not to be the case.

His Majesty is indeed His Majesty, he is different from you ordinary people.

An Jiu knew that he was being stubborn and didn't care. After all, he was injured. He was a patient and it was normal for him to have a little temper.

After finally coaxing him to drink the medicine, An Jiu went out, thinking of making some delicious food for the emperor.

Jiang Sheng arrived not long after. When he saw the emperor, he was a little surprised: "Cousin, are you so seriously injured?"

When the previous emperor was training, it was much more serious than this, but it was never like this. He couldn't even lift the bowl...

The emperor looked at him and said, "You don't understand."

He asked again, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Sheng laughed sarcastically, "Shu Taifei, she really couldn't hold back and went to see Defei. I don't know what she said, but I don't think it was good. And the Jiang family also sent people to investigate whether you are really crazy."

The emperor lowered his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Jiang Sheng's eyes were heavy: "The Jiang family can't be kept, their ambitions are too big."

They are already prime ministers, but they are still jumping around. What do they want to do? Do you want your cousin to abdicate and let them be the emperor?

The emperor exhaled: "It's not time to deal with the Jiang family yet."

He is waiting.

Waiting for news from the Northwest.

As long as General Zhenyuan can win, the most important part of his plan will be accomplished.

Anjiu made small cakes.

The emperor loves to eat.

But this thing is difficult to make, and when the emperor doesn't mention it, An Jiu is lazy and doesn't do it.

Aunt Qu smelled the fragrance, came in to take a look, smiled and praised An Jiu a few words.

When An Jiu returned to Guanghua Palace with the cake, the emperor had already fallen asleep.

His breathing was steady and he looked like he was sleeping soundly.

An Jiu covered him with a blanket.

The tyrant did not show up during the days when the emperor was recuperating. Of course, it is also possible that An Jiu did not see him.

because……

Before going to bed, the emperor refused to take the medicine and said he would take it later.

An Jiu thought that he would have to drink it sooner or later, so he just let him do it.

After she fell asleep, the emperor opened his eyes. He took out a pen and paper and wrote a long paragraph on the paper. He placed it on the medicine bowl and fell asleep next to An Jiu.

Late at night, the tyrant woke up.

He originally planned to wake up An Jiu, but when he thought of the mistake he had made before, he didn't dare to do it. Then he saw the note on the medicine bowl.

The above article cursed him at great length, and then the ghost said that since he had made the mistake, he should take the responsibility for his own actions, and let the tyrant drink the medicine happily.

The tyrant frowned. He didn't like drinking, but when he thought that only when he was healthy could he go out and play with Xiaojiu, he drank without hesitation.

Then he took out paper and pen and left a message for the emperor.