The prince said calmly: "Yuan Li, your leg injury has not healed yet, you should go back to the palace and take good care of yourself."
Prince Heng curled his lips and said, "Recover? How can I recover? I have to visit Prince Yan's mansion in two days to show my deep brotherly love to my second brother."
Prince Yan wanted to frame him for assassination, but Prince Heng insisted on going to Prince Yan's mansion to visit him.
Create the illusion of brotherly love and respect.
If we can't kill Prince Yan, at least we can disgust him.
Prince Heng took a quick glance and saw the Princess of Yan who had arrived late. Prince Heng took the initiative to greet her: "Oh, you are here, second sister-in-law."
The princess nodded slightly and saluted the prince again. In front of outsiders, the princess naturally had to act like a good wife and mother. She was anxious to go into the house to see the King of Yan.
Prince Heng deliberately raised his voice and changed his tone: "Alas, sister-in-law, don't worry. The poison in Prince Yan's wound has been cleared and he will wake up after two hours of sleep. Even if Prince Yan dies, it will not harm you. It's great that Cheng Ke can inherit his father's business."
The princess almost stumbled and fell to the ground, and the Buddhist beads hidden in her sleeves almost fell out.
The prince narrowed his eyes and warned King Heng: "Yuan Li, stop talking nonsense!"
Prince Heng clicked his tongue, and his shrewd phoenix eyes swept across the princess's face. Prince Heng raised his eyebrows. His second sister-in-law actually had a guilty expression as if her secrets had been exposed?
Could it be that the second sister-in-law has really thought about "following in her father's business"?
Prince Heng couldn't help but sneer. It seems that if he wants to kill Prince Yan in the future, the princess will be a very good breakthrough point.
The injury on my thigh today was not in vain.
Prince Heng gently put away the white jade fan in his hand, and supported by his own guards, he walked around the Ministry of War, deliberately shook his injured leg in front of the ministers, and then limped out of the Ministry of War.
The prince stood under the eaves, watching the back of Prince Heng leaving. After a long while, the prince sighed silently and went into the house to check on Prince Yan's condition.
...
In the room, the King of Yan was still in a coma, his strong upper body was naked, his shoulders were wrapped in white hemostatic cloth, and his lips were bloodless.
The princess felt a lump in her nose and couldn't help but cry.
After all, they had loved each other in the past. Seeing Prince Yan unconscious, the princess felt a sharp pain in her heart.
The princess planned to stay by the prince's side until he woke up. But the princess' stay was less than an hour, and Qian Ma, who was beside the queen, came to visit her according to the order.
Madam Qian told the princess: "Princess, the prince of Yan is fine now. It is useless for you to wait here. The queen asked you to go back to the prince's mansion to manage the affairs first. When the prince wakes up, the guards will personally take him back to the mansion."
When Prince Yan was assassinated, everyone in the palace must have been in a panic.
At this time, the mistress of the house is needed to stabilize people's hearts, make preparations for Prince Yan's recovery, and ensure order and stability in the palace.
"How can I ignore the injury of the prince?" The princess frowned slightly, feeling very unwilling. The princess hoped that the first person the prince would see after he opened his eyes would be her, which might move the prince and restore the relationship between husband and wife.
But the Queen sent a cold decree, asking her to return to the palace to serve as a director?
Madam Qian said calmly, "Princess, please do not disobey the Queen's order. The Queen is also thinking about you."
The princess pinched the Buddhist beads in her sleeves.
After a long while, the princess forced a smile and said reluctantly: "In this case, I can only obey the order of my mother."
The princess, full of complaints, had to return to the palace alone.
Upon returning to the palace, the princess found that it was as well organized as before, the servants were busy and orderly, and there was no disturbance in the entire palace.
The princess's resentment towards the queen inevitably increased. The palace did not need her to worry too much and could still maintain a stable order.
The princess returned to Kunyuyuan in a depressed mood and knelt in front of the Buddhist temple to burn incense. The sandalwood curled and the aroma of fireworks diffused, and she tried to calm herself down.
"Princess, the general manager of wealth and honor wants to see you." Nanny Liu walked into the Buddhist hall.
The princess added three sticks of incense to the shrine and asked, "What's the matter with him?"
Madam Liu said, "Replying to the princess. Fugui, the steward, said that autumn is coming soon and the farmland in the palace is growing well. Fugui would like to ask the princess to draw up a rent sharing plan for the tenants. In addition, the palace's dessert shop in Yanjing has suffered heavy losses in the past two months. I wonder if the shop should be closed."
The princess got a headache after hearing this.
When the princess was still unmarried, she did learn housekeeping skills. But after she married into the Prince of Yan's mansion and had a child, she was so focused on her child and worshiping Buddha that she had no energy to deal with the tedious household chores.
"Let Fugui handle it himself. He is the steward of the palace and should share the worries of his master." The princess said impatiently.
Nanny Liu informed the butler Fugui of the princess's instructions.
Fugui felt overwhelmed after hearing this. He was so tired today that he was out of breath. First, he punished the servants in the palace who were gossiping, and then he worked non-stop to deal with the miscellaneous matters of the land and shops.
Fugui came to the princess to make a decision, but the princess gave up and did nothing.
Fugui had a premonition that sooner or later he would die of exhaustion on the road. But if he retired and returned home, he would feel ashamed of the kindness of the King of Yan who had helped him.
...
Ministry of War.
The Prince of Yan was unconscious until dusk, when he slowly woke up. The Crown Prince was handling official business nearby. The files on his desk piled up, and the Crown Prince coughed frequently, and it was obvious that he didn't have enough energy.
"Brother." King Yan struggled to sit up.
The prince quickly put down the file, and seeing that the King of Yan's complexion had improved, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: "Yuan Jing, you went too far today. Didn't you promise me that you would not get hurt?"
Recently, Yue State has frequently provoked attacks and even started trafficking ordinary people in the border towns of Qing State. The King of Yan and the Crown Prince want to send troops to capture the three border cities of Yue State and put an end to Yue State's arrogance.
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