In the Third Prince's Mansion, Xiao Minghuan drank heavily every day and drank himself unconscious every day.
Wang Minghui had originally been trying to compete with Wan Qiuyu for favor, but now that the Wang family is gone and Xiao Minghuan's future seems hopeless, she no longer even has the desire to compete for favor.
Xiao Minghuan couldn't understand what went wrong that made his father treat him like this.
Although he was confused every day these days, he gradually figured out the problem.
"Your Highness, please stop drinking. Prince Guangling's rebellion is doomed to fail. Why don't you go to the palace and ask for permission to quell the rebellion, and then gradually win back the emperor's favor."
Wan Qiuyu snatched the wine jug from his hand and said with a serious face.
She must become the superior person in this life, make the mansion live under her will, and step on Wan Jinlan and torture him. Why did the situation, which was so good before, suddenly take a turn for the worse?
She wouldn't allow herself to fail.
Xiao Minghuan pushed her away, his tone hateful, "Get lost! If it weren't for your advice, I wouldn't have ended up like this!"
Wan Qiuyu bit her lip in embarrassment, tears welling up in her eyes. She had heard such words more than once in recent days, and every time she heard them, it felt like thousands of ants were gnawing at her heart.
She raised her voice a little, "Your Highness!"
She had already calculated that Emperor Jian'an would die in two years. If things continued like this, it would only be a matter of time before Prince Shun ascended to the throne.
"We can't go on like this! We don't have much time left, so just go to the palace and try." Wan Qiuyu pleaded in his eyes.
Xiao Minghuan closed his eyes, but the delusions in his heart were still burning.
When Wan Jinlan and her mother were leaving the palace, they happened to meet Xiao Minghuan who had just entered the palace.
The two sides are now in a silent state of falling out. They meet on the palace road and pretend not to see each other.
Shen Qing had an ugly expression today, looking worried, and didn't even notice Xiao Minghuan walking over.
The mother and daughter left the palace and got on the carriage. Shen Qing couldn't help crying after all.
Wan Jinlan didn't expect her mother to react so strongly, and hurriedly comforted her, "Mother, I'm fine. The Queen Mother has made up her mind. You don't have to worry about me. I believe that the Prince of Qi will be blessed by fate. If you don't want me to be a widow after getting married, please find a famous doctor to treat His Highness."
Wan Jinlan felt a little heavy in her heart, but when she saw her mother like this, she lost all emotion.
She had deliberately provoked Xiao Feng in the first place, and now he was injured and unconscious after returning to Beijing. The empress dowager wanted her to marry into the palace early to bring good luck, and this was what she deserved.
Shen Qing wiped her tears and said, "Yes, mother will find a doctor for King Qi. Mother will go to worship Buddha and ask Buddha to bless King Qi to get better soon."
After returning home, Wan Jinlan went to his grandfather's courtyard and called the secret guard Yu Song.
Yu Song was one of the two secret guards previously sent to Yangzhou.
"Was the King of Qi already injured when you escorted him back?"
Yu Song nodded. "When I met His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi, he had sword and knife wounds on his back, waist, and abdomen. However, the wounds were all treated. On the way back, His Royal Highness treated the wounds himself and did not let us get close to him."
Wan Jinlan didn't know why he was asking these questions, but he was upset and always wanted to do something.
Now everyone in the palace knows that she will enter the Prince of Qi's palace in three days to bring good luck to the Prince of Qi. Before long, the whole capital will know about it.
She, Wan Jinlan, was once the envied legitimate daughter of a duke, and was even granted marriage to the handsome and bright Prince Qi. Originally, she should have been admired by everyone and lived a life of wealth and glory in the future. But now, the Prince Qi's life was hanging by a thread, and she had to enter the palace early, facing the risk of becoming a widow at any time.
Wan Jinlan didn't believe that he had chosen a short-lived person.
She changed into light clothes, got on a carriage without the Zhenguogong Mansion logo, and left the mansion through the back door.
After waiting for a while at the back door of Prince Qi's Mansion, Butler Wang hurried over.
Butler Wang welcomed Wan Jinlan in with a worried look on his face.
"How is His Highness doing now? I will be entering the mansion in three days. I hope that Steward Wang will inform me of His Highness's condition in advance so that I can take better care of His Highness once I enter the mansion."
Seeing that Wan Jinlan looked worried and not reluctant, Butler Wang consoled him, "The prince had a high fever the past two days. It finally subsided last night, but he had a chill again. This morning, he had a fever again and has been unconscious ever since."
"What did the imperial physician say?"
Wan Jinlan was about to enter the mansion early, so Steward Wang had nothing to say. "The imperial physician said it looks like malaria."
Wan Jinlan paused.
She didn't know anything about medicine, but she knew that people who had malaria basically had to leave it to fate. Those who could fight it would live, and those who couldn't would die. Most people who had malaria died.
This disease is contagious, one case can infect an entire village.
There are many high mountains and dense forests in the southwest. In many of these forests, it is hot and humid in summer, with miasma rampant and many birds and insects. Mountain people who go into the mountains to collect herbs will be infected with malaria.
Wan Jinlan remembered very clearly that in the first year she went to the southwest, she heard that a village in the southwest was infected and the government surrounded the entire village to prevent the spread of malaria. There were more than 200 people in the village, and no one was spared.
Wan Jinlan's heart sank when she thought of this, but then she felt something was wrong. If it was malaria, why were Housekeeper Wang and the other people in Prince Qi's mansion all fine? And why did they let her into the mansion?
Butler Wang felt more satisfied when he saw that Wan Jinlan remained calm and composed from beginning to end, without showing any regret.
You have to know that Wan Jinlan was able to get married to their prince because of his contributions in Yangzhou.
If the prince had not died yet, Miss Wan would have regretted it, and as the one who had helped to bring them together, he would inevitably feel aggrieved.
Although everyone knew that it was human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm, and that even if Miss Wan refused to marry, people would not be too harsh on her, but Butler Wang was only thinking about his own prince, so he naturally stood on Xiao Feng's side.
"If it's malaria, how come you, Steward Wang, and all the servants in this mansion are fine?" Wan Jinlan asked bluntly.
Steward Wang sighed, "The imperial physician said the symptoms are similar to malaria, yet different. The prince shouldn't be in a coma, and his illness isn't contagious. At least the servants and the imperial physician are all fine so far, showing no signs of discomfort. The imperial physician now suspects that the prince may have been poisoned by some rare disease."
As the two of them were talking, they entered Xiao Feng's room.
The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and the face of the man lying on the couch with his eyes closed looked almost transparent.
An elderly-looking nanny was feeding Xiao Feng porridge, but the porridge was too much to swallow.
He was obviously much thinner than a few months ago.
Butler Wang hurried forward and wiped the porridge stains from Xiao Feng's mouth with a towel.
Wan Jinlan took the bowl from the nanny and ordered, "Go down."
The nanny glanced at Butler Wang, and seeing him nod slightly, she withdrew.
Wan Jinlan put the porridge aside, pinched Xiao Feng's jaw with his hand, and forced him to open his mouth while he was unconscious.
"Just like me."
Butler Wang wanted to say that Miss Wan was really rude, but she fed the porridge smoothly and quickly. The prince swallowed it unconsciously, and he closed his mouth.
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