An Jiu patted 놛놅 on the back.

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

In fact, I also learned the truth about Sister Yao's death.

It's just that no one believes it when they say it out loud. People prefer to believe what they see.

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.

But as a cousin, it is not easy to say it directly, after all, our families are brothers.

These are so annoying. Doesn’t my cousin only have one younger brother?

You are the one who truly cares about your cousin, and the others are just traitors.

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 suddenly felt unwell.

But as a monarch, he didn't want to be known for not wanting to take medicine, not being able to endure hardship, and being as effeminate as Prince Ruyang.

"Jiujiu, I'm in so much pain..." Inside the palace, as soon as the attendant left, the emperor instantly became weak and unable to take care of himself and lay on the bed.

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

She saw it last night, her chest was covered with bruises, it was very scary... If she was not in good health, her internal organs would be shattered.

It was a close call...

Moreover, it was the tyrants who caused the trouble, and the emperor always took the blame, which was indeed miserable enough.

An Jiu asked: "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 a patient eat spicy chicken and boiled fish?"

emperor"……"

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

Yan Wenjie has been checking up on Miss Yao. She has been going in and out of the Duke of Ying's mansion more often and has discovered that something is not right with the Second Master Yao.

It seemed that he only believed that the emperor was the murderer. He didn't listen to any evidence at all. He was very stubborn and had a lot of hostility towards Yan Wenjie.

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

Miss Yao died before marriage, and her body was not buried in the ancestral tomb. Instead, she was buried in a scenic spot.

The Duke's wife fainted from crying again, and later fell ill and could not get up.

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

The most difficult one is the third son. 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.

Those in the mansion who had come into contact with the maid said that she usually didn't like to communicate with them and only accompanied Miss Yao.

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

"Concubine Shu..." The emperor leaned on the bed and listened to Yan Wenjie's narration and said, "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.

Generally speaking, tracking down the real murderer is the most important thing. Even the Duke of England felt that something was wrong, but he insisted that the emperor had gone mad and killed him.

Ignoring the truth of the matter...

How can you be sure that the emperor is crazy? Did someone else tell you?

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, which 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 throwing a tantrum again because he didn't want to eat.

I'm speechless. After all, he is the ruler of a country...

After a pause, An Jiu thought again, even if he is the king of a country, he is still a person, not a machine. He also has emotions, anger, sorrow and happiness. 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 pinch your nose."

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

An Jiu: "..."

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

Your Majesty is indeed Your Majesty, and is different from you common people.

And An Jiu knew that Wang was stubborn and didn't care. Who made Wang injured? Wang was sick, and it was normal for him to have a temper.

After finally coaxing him to drink the medicine, An Jiu went out, thinking of making something delicious 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 I had never seen it like this. The weak one couldn't even hold the bowl...

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

놛 asked again: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Sheng laughed sarcastically: "Shu Taifei, she really couldn't help but went to see Defei. I don't know what she said, but I don't think it's a good thing. 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, they are too ambitious."

You're already the prime minister, yet you're still jumping around. What do you want to do? Do you want my cousin to abdicate and let us be the emperor?

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

Waiting.

Waiting for news from the northwest.

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

Anjiu made a cake.

The emperor loves to eat.

But this thing is difficult to make, and when the emperor didn't mention it, An Jiu was lazy and didn't make 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 fallen asleep.

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

An Jiu covered 놛 with a blanket.

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

because……

Before the emperor went to bed, he was unwilling to take the medicine, saying he would take it later.

An Jiu thought that he would have to drink it sooner or later, so he just went along with it.

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

Late at night, the tyrant woke up.

I wanted to wake An Jiu up, but when I thought of the mistake I made before, I didn't dare to do it. Then I saw the note on the medicine bowl.

The above uses a long paragraph to curse, and the ghost behind it says that since the mistake has been made, then just take the responsibility for it and let the tyrant drink the medicine happily.

The tyrant frowned. He didn't like to drink, but thinking that he could only go out to play with Jiu when he was in good health, he drank without hesitation.

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