Inside the palace, in the imperial study.
A man who claimed to be a spy arranged by the Second Prince to be beside the Crown Prince stammered and tearfully confessed the "truth", and kept repenting, emphasizing to Jun Ling that he was forced to do so and Jun Ze's ambition.
Jun Ling was not stupid. Looking at the traitor in front of him and thinking of Jun Yan who was unconscious in the East Palace, he did not believe the traitor's one-sided words.
It could be seen from his tightly furrowed brows that Jun Ling was not in a good mood.
However, one day, Jun Yan, who was already in a coma, suddenly developed a high fever, and Jun Mu was urgently summoned to the palace because of Jun Yan's fall into the water.
The ministers of Rongping were all waiting and watching. When Xu Wenlang learned that Junze had entered the palace, he immediately rushed over with his golden medal of immunity from death, fearing that if he was a step slower, the future king in his mind would be accused of treason.
Xu Wenlang naturally didn't believe that Jun Ze would do anything to murder Jun Yan.
But the emperor has always been suspicious. If there is no evidence to prove Jun Ze's innocence, given Jun Ling's love for Jun Yan, there is no guarantee that he will not do something irreparable.
"Junze, do you have anything you want to explain?"
Jun Ling looked tired and drove everyone out of the study, leaving only Jun Ze.
He looked at his legitimate son who seemed both familiar and unfamiliar to him, bent his fingers slightly, and rubbed his brows. Thinking of the words of the traitor just now, he still had a headache.
Jun Ze, for once, put aside his usual carefree demeanor and looked at his father. He clenched his fists slightly and said truthfully, "I didn't do that."
"Whether Father believes it or not, Jun Ze really has no intention of taking the throne, let alone harming my second brother..."
Jun Ling: "Jun Ze!"
Before Jun Ze could finish his words, Jun Ling's patience had already run out. Looking at his son kneeling at his feet, saying word by word that he was not interested in the throne, he finally couldn't help but scold him:
"Don't you understand yet?"
"The struggle for the throne won't be peaceful just by standing aside."
Jun Ze paused slightly, looked up at the emperor in front of him, and for the first time, there was a look of confusion in his eyes.
"Jun Ze, you are the legitimate son." Jun Ling obviously didn't want to say more. He turned around and said, "Go back home. Don't go out for the next few days."
Jun Ze was stunned again, but his brain was like a paste and he couldn't think because of Jun Ling's words.
At that moment, he seemed to understand the emperor's intention, but he still seemed confused and couldn't understand it.
Jun Ze wanted to say something, but Jun Ling waved his hand and said, "Come here, Second Prince Jun Ze has been imprisoned for speaking rudely. He is not allowed to leave without permission."
The guard outside the door came in immediately after hearing the sound. Looking at Jun Ze who was still kneeling on the ground in a daze, he stepped forward and said, "Second Prince, please come in."
Outside the palace, Xu Wenlang was still waiting. Just as he was about to go in and plead for Jun Ze, he was stopped by the chief steward beside Jun Ling: "The emperor has decreed that no one is allowed to plead for the second prince."
"Mr. Xu, please go back."
Xu Wenlang's body stiffened slightly as he watched Jun Ze being taken away. After repeated consideration, he finally decided that he could not continue to stalemate outside the hall.
As he left the palace, Xu Wenlang glanced at the East Palace again. Thinking of Jun Ze, who seemed to be in a trance, he felt a little annoyed for the first time.
Did he do the right thing or the wrong thing?
Forcing a prince who didn't want to be an emperor to fight for the throne caused him to be targeted by the third prince. If he hadn't insisted on doing so, would that person not be wary of him?
Xu Wenlang instantly aged ten years. In the East Palace's bedroom, Jun Ling's face turned cold: "Why aren't you awake yet?"
A whole day and night had passed since Jun Yan fell into the water, but the person on the bed still showed no signs of waking up.
After hearing Jun Ling's words, the imperial doctors quickly knelt down, not daring to even give an explanation. They thought to themselves: How could they know the reason? They gave the necessary medicine and did not insert a single needle.
It's obviously just a cold. Even though it's winter, the situation shouldn't be so serious.
As a result, people who are unaware of the situation might think that Jun Yan has a terminal illness, otherwise why would he remain unconscious?
Jun Ling looked at Jun Ze, whose face was rosy and who did not react even though nothing serious happened, and his hands tightened slightly. Thinking of the matter of the ice lake, he did not want to say anything more and just waved his sleeves and left.
He did raise Jun Yan as his heir, but he never expected that he would use such a trick to frame his own brother.
Jun Yan, lying on the bed, didn't know that he had been exposed, nor did he notice that Jun Ling, who always spoke kindly to him, had impatience in his tone. He just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
The moment Jun Ling left, Mo Zhu, who was following him, sent away all the doctors surrounding the bed and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness."
"How is it?" Jun Yan opened his eyes and asked softly.
Mo Zhu: "As Your Highness expected, the Emperor believed the words of the traitor and has imprisoned the Second Prince in his palace, forbidding him from leaving or entering."
Jun Yan frowned, not expecting such a result: Why just confinement?
He thought that after his father knew about this, he would directly order him to be imprisoned. He didn't expect that he would still remember their old friendship. Was it because his injury was not serious enough?
"How's that thing going?" Jun Yan thought of the plan of killing two birds with one stone and asked again.
Mo Zhu naturally knew what his Highness was talking about, and lowered his voice a little:
"A few days ago, that person sent a letter saying that the troops would be dispatched in the next few days. He specifically instructed Your Highness that everything would proceed according to the original agreement. He hoped Your Highness would not be anxious."
Hearing this, Jun Yan finally smiled with satisfaction.
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