Chapter 353 What do you think of the girl from the Song family?
"Don't worry about this matter, Third Brother."
Prince An interrupted Prince Ning with a gentle smile on his face, "Since Third Brother is so weak, it's better for him to recuperate in the palace and not travel around.
After all, that arrow injured the heart meridian, which is very serious. If it is not properly treated, it may leave a root cause of illness in the future."
He spoke with sincerity and heart, acting like a good brother.
Prince Ning twitched the corners of his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Second brother is busy with trivial matters, so there's no need to worry about my illness."
He turned his head to look towards the Imperial Study and reminded him faintly, "If I were your second brother, I would immediately cut ties with the Yongchuan Marquis to avoid further displeasure for my father."
Prince An's eyes darkened slightly, but he still had a smile on his face, "Third brother, instead of worrying about me, you should worry about your own health.
If you continue to cultivate yourself like this, I'm afraid all the guests in the palace will run away."
Prince Ning lowered his eyes, his face pale with sickly color, and said in self-mockery, "My health is failing me. It hasn't improved in over half a year. I've wasted all the precious herbs that my father sent people to search for."
He was not talking about herbs, but was clearly showing off how Emperor Xuande favored him.
Everyone in the capital knew that since Prince Ning rescued the emperor during the spring hunt, Emperor Xuande had been extremely concerned about him, and even had a tendency to love him more than he had previously for Prince Jin.
His reputation of sacrificing his life to save his father was compiled into a book and spread throughout Da'an, where it was known to everyone.
But when people mentioned it, they couldn't help but sigh.
His Royal Highness Prince Ning is good in every way, except that he is a sickly person.
Prince An was happy when he heard this at first. After all, it was impossible for a sickly person to be the crown prince of a country.
But soon, he no longer thought so.
Because his seemingly non-competitive younger brother was nominally recuperating at home, but he was constantly making small moves in secret and did not delay the affairs of the court at all.
On some matters, he was even better informed than he, who attended court every day.
Prince An kept smiling, but his hands hidden in his wide sleeves were clenched tightly, and murderous intent was growing.
If he had known that he was such a restless person, he would not have cared about the so-called brotherhood and let him go out of his mind.
It's time to kill him while he's ill.
Catching a glimpse of the coldness that flashed across his eyes, Prince Ning smiled and said, "It's windy outside, and I can't stand it, so I won't stay here with my second brother to blow in the wind."
As he spoke, he coughed twice more, his face as pale as paper.
It's obvious at first glance that he will have a short life.
Prince An saw this, and the smile in his eyes became even more sincere. He said with concern, "You are weak, go back and rest quickly. I still need people to continue to investigate the whereabouts of Lao Wu."
Prince Ning nodded, smiled weakly, and said, "I'll trouble you, second brother, with Old Five's matter. I hope you'll send someone to let me know as soon as you have any news."
He paused, his eyes becoming meaningful.
"Old Five has always been very lucky. Two years ago, he was saved when he was only breathing his last breath when he returned to Beijing. I believe he will be able to turn the danger into safety and return safely this time as well."
Prince An's eyes flashed, and he said, "I'll borrow your auspicious words."
*
In the imperial study, Emperor Xuande closed his eyes tiredly and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the person?"
Eunuch Zhu beside him hurried forward to massage his solar plexus, saying respectfully, "Your Majesty, according to the distance, Eunuch De should be able to reach the border town in the next two days and reunite with General Xu and the others."
Fearing that Emperor Xuande would be angry, he added, "Your Majesty, do not worry too much. Princess Yong'an is a highly skilled doctor. With her care, His Royal Highness Prince Jin will surely be able to escape danger."
"You mean the girl from the Song family?"
Emperor Xuande snorted coldly, his voice unable to tell whether he was happy or angry. "Concubine Li told me a while ago that she was stubborn and seemed to have her own ideas. I didn't expect her ideas to be so big."
Eunuch Zhu wanted to speak, but he was unsure of what he was thinking and did not dare to respond rashly.
But if he had to say it, he felt that Princess Yong'an was an extraordinary woman who valued friendship and loyalty.
Apart from anything else, just the fact that she knew that His Royal Highness Prince Jin was in danger and went deep into the heart of the Liang army regardless of his own safety was enough to tell the truth.
Among the generals in the border town, some were concerned about the overall situation or were timid, and only General Cheng led his men to provide support.
A group of grown men, not even as courageous as a woman, simply made people laugh.
Eunuch Zhu was secretly complaining in his heart, and he didn't know when his hands stopped moving.
He was just feeling angry when he heard someone ask, "Do you also think that girl is very courageous and deserves a reward?"
"That's natural."
The answer came out of his mouth, and Eunuch Zhu realized the terrible disaster he had caused. He knelt down and slapped himself in the face.
While fanning himself, he said, "This slave deserves death. I beg Your Majesty to spare my life."
After he had slapped her more than ten times, Emperor Xuande finally said, "That's enough. Get up. Look at what you've accomplished."
Eunuch Zhu was trembling with fear and didn't dare to stand up.
My godfather has already said that the emperor's mind is hard to predict. It is better to get slapped a few more times than to be suspected of having some inappropriate thoughts and lose your life in vain.
In just a few breaths, Eunuch Zhu's entire body was drenched in cold sweat, and he was shaking uncontrollably.
Emperor Xuande felt even more helpless when he saw this.
"Didn't your godfather tell you not to disobey me when he left?"
As soon as the word "disobedience" was mentioned, Eunuch Zhu shouted that he dared not do it.
Emperor Xuande was amused by his timid appearance and said bluntly: "If your godfather, that old shrew, were here today, he would definitely kick you hard and scold you for bringing shame to him."
"Okay, I forgive you."
After getting the confirmation, Eunuch Zhu dared to stand up, but halfway through, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down.
Knowing that he looked so pathetic, Eunuch Zhu quickly stood up, looking almost in tears.
Emperor Xuande said, "What happened today will never reach your godfather's ears."
The title of "godfather" was originally used by those without roots in the palace to comfort each other, and it was not appropriate for public display.
Most of the masters in the palace turned a blind eye to this.
Now that Emperor Xuande said this, Eunuch Zhu felt a chill down his spine, and in a trance he could even see his head falling off.
He pinched himself hard, steadied himself and was about to kneel down.
But Emperor Xuande suddenly asked, "What do you think of the girl from the Song family?"
"Princess Yong'an is a noble lady. How dare I make such irresponsible remarks?"
"I allow you to make irresponsible comments."
*
Although Liang State and Da'an had different customs, they both had the same thing in setting off firecrackers and fireworks during the New Year.
Although Qinghua Town is small, it attaches great importance to the New Year. Every household replaces their lanterns with new red lanterns in advance, and the streets are filled with joy.
But the two people hiding in the cellar could not see these.
The Liang army stationed in Qinghua Town did not retreat, and was determined to fight to the end if they could not find anyone.
Luo Yidao was afraid that they couldn't stay there, so he asked someone to buy a set of Go and send it down, just enough for them to kill time.
I don’t know if Mo Jinchuan was letting her win on purpose, or if Song Yanxi’s chess skills were improving rapidly, but she has gone from occasionally drawing games to winning two out of three games.
After she won for the tenth time that day, she closed the chess box with her backhand.
Mo Jinchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, his black eyes looking particularly bright under the candlelight. He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you tired of it?"
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