Prince Yan is the pillar and core of the palace. If something happens to him, the relatively stable order of the entire palace will be in danger of collapse.
Shen Wei quickly calmed down.
She told Cailian: "You and Caiping go get more information. I want to know the condition of the prince."
Cai Lian went to find out immediately.
Shen Wei returned to Liuli Pavilion and first drank a cup of tea to calm herself down, while thinking of a countermeasure in her mind.
If Prince Yan could survive, she would definitely perfectly play the role of the woman in the harem who "cares about her husband" and asks about his well-being.
If the Prince of Yan died, the Princess's eldest son would definitely inherit the title of the palace, and the Princess would be the only one in power, which would put Shen Wei in an awkward situation. She doesn't have a powerful family to back her up, and she has a child in her belly. Even if she has a close relationship with Zhaoyang, the princess can still use many means to deal with Shen Wei.
Without much hesitation, Shen Wei had secretly decided that if Prince Yan really died, she would "fake her death to show her love for her love." She tried to change her appearance and ran her shop in Yanjing in secret.
"Master, I have heard about it!" Cai Ping rushed in, sweat still dripping down her forehead, "The prince and Prince Heng were stabbed in the street by a poisonous arrow. His Majesty the Emperor has dispatched almost all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital to treat the prince. The prince is receiving treatment at the Ministry of War nearby and has not yet regained consciousness."
"I secretly went to the Ministry of War to check. Most of the doctors left in the afternoon, leaving only a few with the best medical skills. The doctors who left all looked very relaxed, so I thought that the prince's condition must have improved, so the doctors left."
Shen Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Prince Yan did not die from the poison.
Shen Wei looked up at the sky. It’s almost the beginning of autumn, and the weather is getting cooler day by day. It’s windy today and not too hot. Shen Wei said, “Go to the front yard and wait for the prince to return.”
Now that Prince Yan's condition has improved, he will probably be sent back to the palace to recuperate soon. Chen Wei, who is deeply in love with King Yan, must make her presence felt and establish her affectionate personality.
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...
The news of Prince Yan's assassination reached the back house of the palace early on, and people had different reactions.
Qixue Pavilion.
Liu Ruyan is drawing in the study. The rice paper is snow-white, the ink is spread out, and a painting of "Ink Plum Blossoms in the Snow" comes to life.
Xuemei ran into the study room breathlessly and said anxiously, "Master! It's bad! The prince was assassinated and poisoned and is unconscious!"
Snap——
The brush in Liu Ruyan's hand fell, and the shape of the newly painted plum blossom became distorted, with large ink stains.
"Assassinated?" Liu Ruyan's head buzzed and went blank.
Xuemei was very anxious: "Master, how about we go out and take a look? If the prince sees that you are worried about him, he will definitely love you again."
Liu Ruyan closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slowly slid down her face. The tears dripped onto the rice paper, and the plum blossom painting was damaged again.
Liu Ruyan shook her head gently, as if she had seen through life and death: "Life is full of changes...whether it is blessing or disaster, disaster cannot be avoided, it is all fate. If the prince dies, I will not live in humiliation, and I will let him go with a white silk."
Life and death are all fate.
Liu Ruyan sat blankly on the bed, looking at the bright sunlight outside the window.
Xuemei silently pinched her philtrum.
...
Flower Fragrance Courtyard.
Zhang Miaoyu was hiding in the house, secretly eating a bowl of cold crispy noodles. Zhang Miaoyu's family was wealthy, so she naturally had no shortage of money. Every day, she asked her maid Xiangyu to go outside the palace to buy food for her.
Zhang Miaoyu has recently been very fond of the desserts from "Wei Yan Ji" and must eat a bowl of them every day.
However, the prince sent an old nanny to urge Zhang Miaoyu to lose weight every day. Zhang Miaoyu had to eat her bowl of dessert secretly in the room, for fear of being seen by the old nanny.
The maid Xiang Yu sneaked into the room and told Zhang Miaoyu, "Master, I heard that the prince was assassinated. The situation is very dangerous."
Zhang Miaoyu paused while eating her dessert. "Why was the prince assassinated again? Once at the Spring Banquet, once during the hunt in Dongshan, and once again in the summer? Is the prince planning to be assassinated once in every season?"
Taro: ...
Is this the point? The point is that the prince is injured!
Zhang Miaoyu asked, "Is the prince's life in danger?"
Xiang Yu: “I don’t know.”
Zhang Miaoyu asked again: "Have your Majesty and the Queen sent a royal physician to treat him?"
Xiang Yu: “I don’t know.”
Zhang Miaoyu: "When will the prince return home?"
Xiang Yu scratched her head, looking embarrassed: "I don't know either."
Zhang Miaoyu rolled her eyes and poked Xiangyu's little head: "You are useless! All you do is eat! You are almost fatter than me!"
Xiangyu touched her double chin which was becoming increasingly rounder and lowered her head in shame.
Zhang Miaoyu sighed, a bit of melancholy on her fat face: "Forget it, the prince is a lucky man, and he has experts protecting him, so nothing will happen. Even if the prince dies, I have my mother's family to protect me, and the princess can't do anything to me."
After much thought, Zhang Miaoyu felt that the life or death of Prince Yan would not have much impact on her, so she was no longer worried. She picked up the small bowl and started eating the icy cold crispy noodles: "Xiang Yu, you should try it too, Wei Yan Ji's crispy noodles taste really good."
"Okay!"
...
Mingyue Courtyard.
Concubine Liu Qiao'er was sewing clothes for her two children under the eaves. The maid came trotting in and told Liu Qiaoer the news that Prince Yan had been assassinated.
Liu Qiaoer's eyebrows were cold and she said calmly, "Don't worry."
She has memories of her past life.
She vaguely remembered that during this period in her previous life, both King Yan and King Heng were attacked by cold arrows. But fortunately, both of them were safe and sound. It was said that the assassin was from Yue State. King Yan used this as an excuse to allocate a large amount of military pay to the border again. The morale of the Qing army boosted greatly, and they successively captured three cities of Yue State.
Liu Qiaoer's eyes revealed indifference: "Men like the prince who play power games are all cold and indifferent."
Women who are kept in the boudoir are nothing more than tools for men to bear children.
Look at Chen Wei in the Glazed Pavilion, she looks so gorgeous in her gold and silver jewelry. But in King Yan's heart, Shen Wei is just his puppet.
The maid hung her head and said nothing.
...
The news of the prince's assassination was immediately transmitted to the princess's Kunyuyuan. At that time, the princess was kneeling and reciting scriptures in the Buddhist temple. She was so frightened that she almost fainted.
"Hurry! Call a carriage, I want to go to the Ministry of War!" The princess was very anxious, she clenched the Buddhist beads in her hand, and almost fell down while walking.
Madam Liu was quick to support the princess and said, "Princess, don't worry. The imperial physician has gone to remove the poison for the prince."
The princess' eyes were red and tears rolled down her cheeks.
She and the King of Yan were a young couple and had a loving and harmonious time together. Although the two of them are disgusted with each other now, in the princess' heart, she still has feelings for the Prince of Yan as a couple.
The princess choked up and said, "If anything happens to the prince, I... I really don't know..."
Suddenly, the princess froze in place.
A clear understanding emerged in her mind: [If Prince Yan died of poison today, the title of prince would definitely be inherited by her son. All the concubines in the palace's backyard had to depend on her for survival. 】
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