Xiao Lingyu stared at him expressionlessly.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Ling Zizhong said angrily, "Instead of waiting for that bastard emperor to take action, I might as well clean up the mess first!"
The guards around Xiao Lingyu were all carefully selected by him over the years. Although they were a little stupid, Xiao Lingyu was not worried about their betrayal.
He looked at his uncle who suddenly appeared in front of him. After a while, he closed his eyes and sighed softly.
The guard understood and raised his hand to strike Ling Zizhong unconscious.
"Lock him up first."
…
As the saying goes, every failure makes you wiser, but according to the ministers who discussed the Mobei battlefield with Xiao Siyuan, this saying has nothing to do with Xiao Siyuan.
They were all the emperor's most trusted ministers, so naturally they knew what the emperor meant to some extent.
The emperor also intends to let Xiao Siyuan continue to lead the troops.
After understanding this, the ministers were a little overwhelmed.
Even if you want to support a new prince, you should find someone with a little bit of brains.
No matter what tactics they use, Xiao Siyuan will keep getting in!
That is to say, when using the empty city plan again, Xiao Siyuan would hesitate for a moment to test it out, but then he would repeat the process of drilling in again!
Is knowledge brain-burning?
Not at all?
They were anxious, and Xiao Siyuan was anxious too.
He was thinking about Concubine Duan.
Thinking that Concubine Duan was pretending to be crazy and stupid in the palace, what would happen if she made a mistake and was discovered by her father?
On the other side, he was thinking about Xiao Qingwu.
What if her fake pregnancy is discovered?
That’s right, Xiao Qingwu was faking her pregnancy.
He was worried that the Third Assistant Minister would hear the rumors Jiang Sulan said in front of Xu's house that day and take his anger out on Xiao Qingwu, so he hurried to her house to teach her how to deal with it.
But the truth will eventually come to light. This pregnancy is not like the other ones that can be kept secret forever. When the time comes, it will no longer be possible to hide it.
Xiao Siyuan was constantly thinking about these things in his mind, so he naturally couldn't listen to what the ministers said. When they asked him questions, he just answered according to his intuition.
At the Minister of War's residence, Xiao Qingwu was also worried about this.
After dealing with the Third Assistant Minister's request to invite a royal physician from the palace to look after her once again, Xiao Qingwu smashed all the teacups on the table after the Third Assistant Minister left.
The crackling sound attracted the attention of the servants outside the courtyard.
The maid stepped forward tremblingly: "Princess, there are others watching. If the Third Minister becomes suspicious, it will be bad."
After hearing this, Xiao Qingwu suppressed his anger.
"How do you invite an imperial physician? I don't have any familiar imperial physicians. Even if I did, he wouldn't necessarily keep things secret for me."
In fact, there is another possibility, that she simply cannot afford to hire a royal physician.
One can imagine the status of a princess who had lost the emperor's favor in the eyes of the people in the palace. What's more, she had relied on the favor of the emperor and the empress dowager to be arrogant and domineering, and beat and scolded the palace people at will.
Now that she has lost her power, who would be kind to her?
She never mentioned this possibility, not because she didn't know, but because she was afraid.
If that were the case, she could still pretend to be a favored princess and not invite the imperial physician, but she was just afraid that the fake pregnancy would be exposed.
The maid sighed softly, trying to guess what was in her mind, and then she coaxed her carefully, "Princess, it's not a good idea to keep refusing. What if the prince consort really asks the emperor for help? When the imperial physician comes, won't it be..."
"How could he have the energy to seek a doctor for me? He spends all day either drinking or..."
Xiao Qingwu's face turned pale and blue as he spoke, and he finally waved his hand in frustration: "Forget it, go on."
The maid continued, "Since the prince consort wants an imperial physician, we will give him one."
Born in the palace, no matter how dumb Xiao Qingwu was, he had seen some tricks and immediately understood what the maid meant.
"You mean, find someone to pretend to be the imperial physician?"
"That's right. After all, there is more than one imperial physician, and no one in the mansion has ever seen one. As long as Princess says he is an imperial physician, then he is the imperial physician."
Xiao Qingwu's brows and heart were twitching wildly. Although this matter was risky, it was indeed the most direct method in comparison.
After a long while, Xiao Qingwu slowly spoke: "Just do as you say."
…
Ever since teasing Ji Tong that day, Jiang Zhiyu seemed to have found new fun.
After breakfast the next day, he ran straight out of the house.
Ji Tong was having a meal. When he saw her, he was like seeing a ghost in broad daylight. A mouthful of rice got stuck in his throat and he almost choked to death.
Jiang Zhiyu was even more nervous than him: "Are you okay? Are you okay? Why are you so careless?"
Ji Tong: “…”
That’s because of who!
"He can even choke while eating. Look at you, and you still say you're not stupid." Jiang Zhiyu sighed pretentiously and waved for a servant to come over. "He can't use these for a few days. Just give him some liquid food, like white porridge. It's easy to digest and won't cause choking."
Ji Tong: “!!!”
He watched helplessly as the fish, chicken, and various delicious dishes in front of him were taken away, and then a bowl of white porridge was placed in front of him.
There wasn't even a leaf on it.
Ji Tong gritted his teeth as a servant beside him asked, "Doctor Jiang, do you only eat porridge for three meals a day?"
Ji Tong: “…”
Why don’t you ask the question in a different way? Just ask him directly if he wants to starve me to death!
Ji Tong heard Jiang Zhiyu hesitate for a moment and said, "Let's send some steamed buns for lunch."
Ji Tong sneered in his heart.
Good, good, very good!
"Brother Ji, I hope you won't be dissatisfied with my arrangement."
Ji Tong: “…”
This tone sounds familiar.
Jiang Zhiyu opened her big watery eyes, clear and bright.
"This is a diet therapy. Brother Ji has a hoarse voice and can't eat those oily and meaty foods. It's not easy to recover."
"Brother Ji won't blame me, right?"
Ji Tong: “…”
It's becoming more and more familiar. Also, why does she call me in every sentence?
And more importantly, her emphasis. Why does she always put emphasis on her last name?
"Sister, you are considering your brother's health. How can I blame you? I can't thank you enough."
Although he said thank you, the malice in Ji Tong's smile was not concealed.
"Please include your last name."
Jiang Zhiyu suddenly said coldly.
Ji Tong: “???”
"If you want to be my brother, you have to include your last name. Otherwise, I have so many brothers that I don't know who to call you anymore."
Ji Tong keenly felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but it seemed that there was really something wrong with his brain now, and he couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.
I could only respond tentatively.
Almost the moment he agreed, a cold voice rang out from outside, tinged with anger: "You want to be Zhiyu's brother?"
Ji Tong looked up and saw Jiang Wenjing walking towards him angrily, pulling Jiang Zhiyu behind him.
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