Lu Xiaoyun could tell from Zhu Yu's expression that he must have also noticed something was wrong, so she said, "Zhu Yu, have you ever thought that even if Zhu Dan's birth mother was extremely cunning and deceived everyone, she could never have made it so that no concubine in the harem could even get pregnant?"
“Unless…” Zhu Yu suddenly looked up at Lu Xiaoyun.
Both of them realized the reason, and Zhu Yu's expression was very bad.
Lu Xiaoyun nodded to him: "So, should we send someone to investigate? Physician Jiang, who takes the Emperor's pulse every day, or Physician Zhou Zijiang, one of them must be doing this for the Emperor in secret."
Zhu Yu thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "No need for now, let's talk about it later."
Lu Xiaoyun is only a little clever. This matter has been kept secret for twenty years. Once it is exposed, the consequences are unpredictable.
The emperor had more than thirty concubines in his harem, each with a different rank. Each of these women had a maternal clan behind her, and their status in the court varied.
If this matter were to be brought to the public eye, it would inevitably cause turmoil in the imperial court.
And now he is in this situation.
Lu Xiaoyun nodded: "Alright, since things have already been done, they will leave traces. Let's talk about it again in a while."
Zhu Yu glanced at her quietly. She had a gentle expression and a graceful posture, while the indifference and coldness that had always been his had completely disappeared.
It only took five days.
As the two were talking, Li Feng and Jiang Chuan returned with the food.
The two went inside, and surprisingly, they were both calm and didn't argue.
Li Feng glanced timidly at "Prince An," and Lu Xiaoyun said, "Take it out and eat it. I'm not leaving."
She wanted to see if Zhang Mama would dare to cause trouble again, relying on Consort Duan's influence, while she was here.
"Then, Your Highness, this servant will add another set of chopsticks and bowls for you."
Lu Xiaoyun couldn't help but chuckle to herself. She had visibly gained weight, so Li Feng assumed she was a "foodie" and wouldn't try to steal their food: "No need, I've already had lunch."
Although he was speaking to Li Feng, his eyes were fixed on Zhu Yu: "With me here, no one will dare to be presumptuous again. You can eat in peace."
Li Feng immediately flashed a big smile: "Yes, Your Highness, this servant thanks you."
Jiang Chuan: "..."
He looked at the person on the bed. This woman had such a face. Now she was without makeup, and although her face was sickly pale, her skin was as smooth as cream. She had a small, high nose, bright phoenix eyes, and slightly furrowed eyebrows. She was truly a beautiful woman.
If she hadn't been injured, and with a little makeup and a bit of grooming, wouldn't she have been stunningly beautiful?
My God, could it be that the prince has really fallen for her?
This is terrible!
Your Highness, lust is a dangerous thing. Don't forget how she got into your bed.
Jiang Chuan and Li Feng stood guard at the door, one on each side, and neither of them could stand the other.
Watching Zhu Yu finish the small bowl of rice in front of him and put down his chopsticks, Lu Xiaoyun frowned and said, "Look at your small frame, eat more."
Zhu Yu: "..." This little body isn't yours yet!
He couldn't hold back any longer, and the veins on his forehead throbbed again.
Seeing that he was about to get angry again, Lu Xiaoyun said, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more."
He stood up, saw that there was nothing wrong, put the book on the table into his pocket and left.
Although the injuries on my body are gradually healing, I get tired very easily for some reason.
Seeing his master rubbing his temples, Jiang Chuan knew he was probably tired again, so he quickly said, "Your Highness, Physician Jiang advised that you need to rest more so that your injuries can heal faster. Let me help you get some rest."
Lu Xiaoyun nodded, walked to the bedside, took off her coat, and went to sleep.
Jiang Chuan tucked her in and quietly left the room.
He knew that once the prince fell asleep these days, he wouldn't get up for at least two hours, so he took a reclining chair and settled down under the eaves to doze off.
Two hours passed in that sleep.
Feng Yan, who had just returned after completing the task assigned by the "Prince" without even having time to rest, kicked Jiang Chuan, who was fast asleep: "Jiang Chuan, wake up, where is the master?"
Jiang Chuan groggily opened his eyes from the recliner, saw that the person in front of him was Feng Yan, closed his eyes again, lazily pointed to the closed door, and muttered, "The prince hasn't woken up from his afternoon nap yet."
Feng Yan glanced at the setting sun. How long had he been sleeping? The sun was almost setting. The prince was an extremely self-disciplined person, and he was even more demanding of himself to an abnormal degree. How could he still be taking a nap at this hour?
Feng Yan pulled Jiang Chuan up from the recliner: "Wake up. Are you sure the master has been sleeping the whole time, and not handling official business? Or are you sleeping like a log and have no idea the master left a long time ago?"
Jiang Chuan was extremely displeased and slapped Feng Yan's hand away: "Hey, Feng Yan, don't look down on me. Although my martial arts are not as good as yours, I still have some skills, okay? Ordinary people can't get close to me. How could I not know whether the Prince has left or not?"
Feng Yan scoffed at him: "Is Master an ordinary person? Don't even mention you, ten of me wouldn't be a match for Master. Master wants to go out, and he doesn't want you to know. With your mediocre skills and sleeping like a pig, how would you notice? Give me a break."
Jiang Chuan pursed his lips in annoyance and said with absolute certainty, "I've been keeping watch the whole time. The Prince is definitely inside. I didn't hear a sound. It was Physician Jiang who told the Prince to rest well. You know how serious the Prince's injuries are this time. What if he develops some kind of chronic illness if he doesn't rest properly?"
He shifted his body to a more comfortable position and continued to lie down, saying, "Besides, perhaps His Highness didn't get a good night's sleep during those ten years of leading troops in the Northwest. He's taking advantage of these days to recover from his injuries and make up for all the sleep he missed. Don't worry, I swear, His Highness is inside."
Is it possible to make up for this all at once?
Feng Yan looked at Jiang Chuan as if he were an idiot.
Jiang Chuan looked displeased at his gaze: "Hey, Feng Yan, what's with that expression? I've already said that the prince needs to rest properly to recover from his injuries."
"Not only did he push all the account books onto the steward, but he himself didn't lift a finger. He also gave other things to others to do. These past few days, apart from eating and sleeping, the prince has been reading in his study, chatting with me, or taking walks around the mansion. When he's really bored, he goes to Feixue Garden to find that woman."
After saying that, Jiang Chuan spread his hands: "Besides that, Your Highness didn't do anything else!"
Feng Yan looked at Jiang Chuan with some uncertainty. The prince wanted to chat with this idiot Jiang Chuan?
She even took a stroll around the mansion with him?
Is this still the master he knows?
When our master went to the Northern Army alone, he was so fearless that not only were the people of Northern Qi afraid of him, but even the soldiers of the Northern Army were terrified of him.
I've seen people who don't care about their lives, but I've never seen anyone this reckless.
When did the master start to slack off?
What extraordinary things have happened while he was away from home these past two days?
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