Prince Jing lowered his eyes and forced a smile: "I'm fine."

The Eighth Prince, however, felt that Prince Jing was like willow catkins on a tree, and perhaps a gust of wind would be able to blow him away.

The emperor also frowned slightly: "I'll ask the imperial physician to come and take a look."

Prince Jing took a deep breath and shook his head: "No need, it's an old problem."

After a pause, he added: "You know my body condition."

The emperor knows.

I've known it since I was a child.

He feels differently towards Prince Jing than he does towards his other brothers.

She simply looked down on and despised Prince Ruyang.

But if Prince Jing had been in poor health, it might not be clear who would have inherited the throne.

My father also felt sorry for it, but he had too many sons. Compared with the fifth prince who might die at any time, he liked the smart and strong emperor more.

Of course, the emperor did not feel that he owed anyone anything, nor did he feel that he was unworthy of the throne.

My father has said that he is the chosen one of heaven, a smart child born under the blessing of our ancestors, with green smoke coming out of the ancestral grave.

He's the best, and he knows it.

Prince Jing's servant put some clothes on him and brought him a heater. With the warmth, Prince Jing's face finally looked less ugly.

He asked the emperor: "Has the person been caught?"

The emperor said calmly: "Not yet, but soon."

Prince Jing sighed and said with emotion: "Big brother has never been involved in things. Maybe he was confused for a moment and was bewitched."

As soon as the emperor said this, before he could react, the Eighth Prince asked in surprise: "What happened to Big Brother? Is the assassin's matter related to him?"

Prince Jing looked at him with a smile: "You don't know yet?"

Of course the Eighth Prince didn’t know. He looked at the emperor, waiting for him to answer his questions.

The emperor nodded and said, "My eldest brother sent someone to start the fire in Zhaixing Tower yesterday. Not only that, he also teamed up with the remnants of Prince Ruyang and ambushed us downstairs to kill me."

Of course, this also includes other princes.

They were all upstairs at the time.

If the emperor had not sent Commander Han to ambush downstairs, the Star Picking Tower would have caught fire and they would have either been trapped and burned to death, or escaped by chance and still been killed.

It's really cruel.

The eighth prince’s eyes widened and became round.

He still can't accept this fact.

Among his brothers, he was the youngest. His older brothers had no hostility towards him. On the contrary, they had always taken good care of him since he was a child. Even Prince Ruyang, although he disliked him, could still talk to him for a few words.

As for the eldest prince, when the eighth prince was born, he was already quite old, so he naturally disdained to play with little kids, so he didn't have much contact with them...

The Eighth Prince did not expect...

Even if they are not close, they are still brothers. How could he be so cruel and kill so many brothers?

"Why did he?"

The eighth prince didn't understand what was so good about the throne. Why did everyone give up their good throne and fight for it?

He doesn't even care about family ties.

"Maybe not satisfied." Prince Jing sighed: "Humans always have desires, and gradually...desires become demons in the heart, become obsessions, and people are no longer human."

The emperor looked at him and asked, "Fifth brother, do you have any inner demons?"

Prince Jing laughed and said, "Of course, I am not a god, so I am not immune to worldly matters."

The emperor asked again: "What is the inner demon?"

Prince Jing calmly replied: "Of course it is my body..."

He sighed.

It was getting late, so Prince Jing asked people to prepare dinner.

The eighth prince was uneasy, but couldn't help asking the emperor: "Brother, will you kill my eldest brother?"

That is the crime of treason...

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would be killed by his clan.

The emperor shook his head: "No."

The eighth prince was very surprised.

He thought the emperor would kill the eldest prince.

The emperor said: "Father doesn't want to see us brothers killing each other, so if I catch him... I will just lock him up."

[Immortality until death! 】

The Eighth Prince breathed a sigh of relief.

It's nothing to just lock it up.

But Prince Jing chuckled and said, "If I lose my freedom, maybe I'd rather die than live."

The emperor said, "That's your idea. For my elder brother and Prince Ruyang, a good death is worse than a miserable life."

Prince Jing paused and looked at him: "Really?"

"Yes." The emperor answered affirmatively.

Prince Ruyang and the eldest prince are both afraid of death!

Prince Jing was also afraid.

No one is not afraid of death!

The food in Prince Jing's Mansion is mainly light, which suits the Eighth Prince's taste. Young people forget things easily, and he was very sad just now, but now that his emotions have subsided, his appetite has returned.

The emperor had nothing to complain about. He had eaten vegetarian food before.

but……

The emperor suddenly asked, "Are there any bread?"

An Jiu glanced at the back of his head.

Sure enough, the emperor also discovered it.

Last night, Prince Jing asked the tyrant to come down for some delicious food, and the tyrant's original words were: "I don't want your cake."

He deliberately mentioned the cake, which means that he had either seen this cake or eaten it the last time he came, so he said that.

The emperor was obviously testing as well.

An Jiu secretly glanced at Prince Jing, and seeing that he remained calm, he asked, "Is this the one you ate last time?"

The emperor was like a tiger waking up from a nap. After hearing these words, he opened his eyelids and looked at Prince Jing with a heavy gaze. Even the eighth prince noticed that something was wrong. He looked at the emperor and then at Prince Jing, wondering what had happened all of a sudden? Why is the atmosphere so strange?

The eighth prince even slowed down his eating speed.

An Jiu also looked at the two people nervously.

In the ultimate confrontation, she, the Eighth Prince, and everyone else in the room dared not breathe.

"Yes." The emperor finally responded.

Prince Jing laughed and said, "Come here, go make a brown sugar cake."

The Eighth Prince looked at this and that, his eyes clear and stupid, like a college student who reserves a seat at a shopping mall to eat.

Unable to get an answer, he turned his attention to An Jiu.

Anjiu is even dumber than him.

She was wondering whether she should run away first if a fight broke out, after all, she was quite close to the door.

Although Prince Jing's martial arts value is not high, the servant beside him is quite powerful.

While eating, the emperor asked, "Wenquan Manor, did my fifth brother and I pick vegetables together?"

The eighth prince glanced at the emperor and thought, doesn’t the emperor know whether he picked the flowers or not?

Is this how all smart people talk?

Is it true that normal people can’t understand this?

Prince Jing nodded: "That night, Jiang found you, and I went there."

The A Jiang he mentioned was the very powerful servant beside him.

No wonder.

"What did you talk about?" the emperor asked again.

Prince Jing thought for a moment and said, "You certainly wouldn't believe me if I said we didn't talk about anything. The fact is that Your Majesty, you rampaged in my garden, took a lot of good things and left, and then you and..." He pointed at An Jiu: "This little palace maid came again, and I asked A Jiang to pretend not to see it..."

He seemed helpless.

An Jiu recalled that things were going particularly smoothly at that time. It turned out that Prince Jing had let them go.

"What about after you come to the capital?"

Prince Jing was helpless: "You really can't blame me for this. Prince Duan and I were drinking in Hua Street and met you and..." He glanced at An Jiu again: "I don't know how you found me here."

The emperor laughed: "Is that so..."

[Should I believe this reason?] 】

He knew himself. If he met Prince Jing, that guy would definitely want to go to the garden to steal things, so it was not surprising that he secretly found out where he lived.

Moreover, the secret guards had lost him several times recently. At that time, Xiao Ji was not with him, so he should have come to Prince Jing's place.

The servant brought in some cakes, also brown sugar cakes.

Prince Jing smiled and said, "This cake is an ordinary homemade cake. I don't like snacks or meat cakes, but I like this one."

He keenly noticed the emperor's strangeness and asked, "What's wrong?"

The emperor shook his head: "I just look at it curiously."

Delicacies from the sea are not rare, but pancakes are indeed rare, because they are rarely made in the palace. If it weren’t for An Jiu making them, the emperor would rarely eat them.

Eunuch Li had someone test the poison, and when the cake reached the emperor's mouth, the cake had already cooled down. He took a bite and felt that although it was the same cake, it was not as delicious as the one made by Xiao Ji.