Lord Jiang's already unattractive face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
How could brothers be so ruthless! No wonder the second and third young masters have been getting so close to the eldest young master lately; it turns out it was to make it easier for them to carry out their plan.
Even if they weren't born of the same mother and didn't have much brotherly affection, it's still not enough to kill someone. What a vicious heart that is.
Lord Jiang suddenly realized that over the years, the eldest son had become insane, neither human nor ghost. Could it be that someone had poisoned his food?
Upon realizing this possibility, he felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, a dizzying sensation as if he could no longer see anything, and his whole body began to tremble.
"My lord, my lord——"
The doctor saw that Lord Jiang staggered and quickly helped him up.
Lord Jiang desperately tried to calm himself down, managing to retain some of his composure.
He squeezed out each word through gritted teeth: "Don't mention tonight's events to anyone. I also need you to do something."
"Just give the order, sir."
"Take a thorough look at the eldest son's food, as well as his tableware, teapot, and other items that are close to his mouth. Do it discreetly."
Lord Jiang took a deep breath. He felt that something serious had happened, and he had been kept in the dark about it for many years.
The physician realized the situation was serious, so he quickly agreed and hurried out the door, his figure disappearing into the night.
Lord Jiang's gaze returned to his eldest son.
“Father, it’s broken.” Jiang Shijing pointed to the jade bottle on the ground, looking very unhappy.
"It doesn't matter if it's broken. I'll find you a new one someday. Jing'er, sit here. I have something to tell you." Lord Jiang patted a chair next to him.
Jiang Shijing went over and sat down, looking obedient, which made Lord Jiang feel a pang of sadness.
His exceptionally talented eldest son has secretly endured so much harm and grievance over the years.
“Jing’er, you should stay away from your two younger brothers. They are young and need to study. They can’t play around all day.”
Jiang Shijing took his head.
"From now on, Jing'er should not accept, touch, or put in anything that others give her, whether it's food or other items, except for those given by her parents."
"I will listen to my father," Jiang Shijing said. "I will also read more books to make my father happy."
When the topic of books and scholarship came up, the thought of his son being rendered useless filled Lord Jiang with resentment and pain.
They've already been poisoned to the point of madness, how can they possibly learn anything?
Now that we know the eldest son has been poisoned, we don't know what chance the doctor can save him.
The thought of brothers killing each other filled Lord Jiang with a sense of powerlessness.
Jiang Shijing climbed out of the back window of the room again.
The back garden was quiet and empty, with no one around. Jiang Shijing patted his clothes, straightened his disheveled clothes, and tossed his hair behind his ears.
His unsteady steps became steady, and he traversed the night like a sharp sword that had sheathed its edge.
Under the cover of night, the royal physician went into the eldest son's kitchen and thoroughly examined him.
Before dawn the next day, he came to report to Lord Jiang.
Lord Jiang hadn't slept all night and looked very tired.
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