"You go and arrange it."
An Yi lowered his eyes, like an emotionless tool, and said, "Yes, I obey your command."
"That's right."
Before An Yi was about to leave, the old emperor stopped him.
"We can leave some clues. Although Prince Gong is on good terms with Prince Kang, he might also be able to do something shady behind the scenes."
"yes."
In an inn in a small town thousands of miles away from the capital.
Song Yanche took a short nap at noon, and before he even washed up, he went to knock on the door next door with his alopecia on his head.
"Brother, are you awake?"
"Here I come."
A childish voice, weak and lacking in strength, came from inside the door.
Song Wenyu opened the door and smiled at his twin brother, "Che'er, did you come here just after waking up? I know you're worried about me, but you have to take care of yourself too."
Song Yanche walked into the room, closed the door, and helped Song Wenyu sit down on the bed.
"I don't care about you! I just came to see if you woke up."
Song Yanche stood at the side with his arms folded and his chin slightly raised. His hypocritical look made the smile in Song Wenyu's eyes deepen.
He stood up and reached out to push down the ahoge on his twin brother's head.
"If you hadn't just woken up and come here, then why did you come here with such a stupid look on your face? Che'er, you're always so hypocritical. Is it so embarrassing to admit that you care about your brother?"
Song Yanche's cheeks turned red after being exposed.
He snorted and turned his face away, "Don't talk nonsense! I don't care about you!"
"Okay, okay, I was talking nonsense."
Song Wenyu's perfunctory tone, as if coaxing a child, made Song Yanche even more embarrassed.
"We'll set off tomorrow. You should get some rest tonight. If you're scared, I can come and keep you company."
Song Wenyu curved his eyebrows, and a smile appeared in his eyes that were very similar to his mother's.
"I'm not afraid, but if you are, I can go and accompany you."
Song Yanche: “!!!”
"Okay, I know you're scared, so I'll come and keep you company tonight."
Anyway, he would never admit that he cared about his second brother!
After saying that, Song Yanche went back to his room proudly.
Song Wenyu laughed, and after Song Yanche left, he put away the smile on his face, took out a white handkerchief from his arms, covered his lips and started coughing.
He tried his best to suppress the sound of his cough, not wanting his twin brothers to hear it.
After the coughing finally stopped, Song Wenyu felt his vision go dark, and the white handkerchief was stained with a pool of blood.
The bright red blood looked very glaring on the white handkerchief.
Song Wenyu gasped and slowed down his breathing. When the blackness in front of his eyes passed, he stood up, sat down at the table, and burned the blood-stained handkerchief.
His third brother accompanied him to see a miracle doctor, and it had been a long time since they had seen him. However, after the miracle doctor took his pulse, he looked solemn and said that he could not cure his illness.
He has lived to the age of 12 thanks to the nourishment his father and mother gave him with precious medicinal herbs.
If his body continues to be so weak, he will become a burden to Prince Kang's Mansion.
Song Wenyu turned his head to look at the falling snow outside the window, feeling sad and wondering if he could survive this winter...
Prince Kang's Palace.
As the night deepened, Ye Peizhu fed the little girl, asked Qiuyun to change her diaper, and then coaxed her to sleep.
"Good boy Jiuer, it's time to go to bed."
Ye Peizhu looked at her daughter, whose big watery eyes were still open and looked very energetic, and poked her chubby face helplessly.
[I don’t want to sleep yet, Mommy, isn’t Daddy coming back tonight?]
Song Jiujiu cried and started biting her little hands.
Ye Peizhu reached out and pulled the little chubby hand out of the little baby's mouth, "Jiu'er usually sleeps by this time, do you want to wait for your dad to come back before you sleep tonight?
But your daddy will be back very late tonight, you can’t wait, go to sleep first, baby.”
Qiu Yun, who was standing by, listened to her wife talking seriously to the young lady and smiled silently.
The young lady is still so young, how could she possibly understand what the lady said.
The lady said this as if she were really talking to the young lady.
[Huh? My father won't be back until very late? Could it be that the old emperor has detained him?]
Or, my father wants to live in the palace.
Well, that baby won't wait for my dad anymore. I'm going to get ready for bed first. Good night, mom.]
Song Jiujiu muttered to herself and closed her eyes obediently.
Her little hand was still clutching one of her mother's fingers.
The little kid said he was feeling sleepy, but after a short while, he quickly fell into a deep sleep, blowing little bubbles in his sleep.
Ye Peizhu carefully withdrew her fingers, tucked in the corner of the quilt for her daughter, washed up and rested.
In the middle of the night, Ye Peizhu heard a baby's voice in her ear in a daze.
[Wuwuwu, Second Brother! Third Brother! No! The fire is so big! Run away!]
Brother Two, Brother Three, hurry up! Run out quickly! Jump out the window!
Where are your guards? What do guards do? Why aren't they here?
Woo woo woo, brother!
Save the brothers! 】
Ye Peizhu was awakened by the desperate crying voice of a baby.
She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, and her daughter's baby cry rang out in the room.
The little baby's desperate cry was particularly obvious in the quiet night.
Qiuyun, who was keeping watch outside, was also awakened. Her heart skipped a beat and she hurried in holding a candlestick.
"Little Miss!"
"Qiuyun, light all the candles."
Ye Peizhu gave an order and was so anxious that she didn't even put on any clothes. She quickly hugged her crying daughter in her arms.
"Baby, baby, wake up. Are you having a nightmare? Wake up. Mommy is here. Look at mommy, baby."
Ye Peizhu shouted several times and finally brought Song Jiujiu, who was trapped in a nightmare, back to reality.
Song Jiujiu opened her tearful eyes and saw her worried mother. She grabbed her mother's clothes with her little hands and cried even more sadly.
[Wow, mother, the inn where my second and third brothers are staying was set on fire by bad guys!
The second and third brothers were surrounded by fire and couldn't get out! Their guards had disappeared and no one was there to save them!
What should I do, mother?! Wuuwuwu, are my second and third brothers destined to perish in a sea of fire in this lifetime?!
I don’t want this! No! Wuuuuu, mother, please save my brothers, wuuuuuuuu…]
Song Jiujiu clutched her mother's clothes tightly with her little hands, kept saying these words in her heart, and cried until she was hoarse.
She cried until her crying stopped abruptly, and then her little hands that were grabbing her mother's clothes loosened and drooped down.
Ye Peizhu's heart tightened and she quickly lowered her head to look at the little baby in her arms.
This sight made her heart almost jump out of her throat!
"Jiu'er! Qiuyun, quickly call the palace doctor!!"
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