And the charred corpse that had just been moved out, which looked very similar to Yue Qingyang, could be easily seen to be a fake even without a detailed examination by the coroner!
Zhang Yuheng was about to question Jiang Dinglian, but he didn't expect Jiang Dinglian to start a "thief crying thief": "Your Highness, since you are lucky enough to survive, then whose is this charred corpse?"
Zhang Yuheng glanced at Jiang Dinglian coldly, a hint of contempt curling up at the corner of his mouth. "Indeed, how could the jade pendant on this charred corpse be something that Proton carried with him?"
Yue Qingyang's keen eyesight naturally discerned that the jade pendant was not his. It was likely a hastily found replacement by the Marquis of Yongding, unable to locate him. His true jade pendant was currently in Jiang Songyi's hand. The pendant held immense significance for him. He had allowed Jiang Songyi to pawn it, intending to have a trusted confidant secretly redeem it, but he had never anticipated that Jiang Songyi would secretly hoard it.
He sighed inwardly, if she really wanted to get his personal belongings, why would she be so roundabout?
Yue Qingyang's eyes swept lightly over the unfamiliar corpse. He coughed softly and spoke in a weak, low voice, "That should be my servant. Not long ago, I asked him to pawn the jade pendant, but he actually pocketed it."
"How could the proton residence suddenly catch fire?" Jiang Dinglian asked again.
Zhang Yuheng was secretly annoyed that the Marquis of Yongding always seemed to ask questions before he did. Who was the official sent by the emperor to investigate the situation of the enemy hostages?
A hint of sarcasm flashed in Yue Qingyang's eyes.
This fire was clearly a staged act by Jiang Dinglian himself. He meticulously orchestrated it, not only to ward off the Emperor's inquiries, but also to make his fake death a reality. First, he spread the news of his death far and wide, and then secretly instructed his men to eliminate him. This old fox's mind is truly unfathomable!
"Perhaps the servant accidentally knocked over the candlestick while dozing off. Luckily, I happened to be strolling through the woods admiring the flowers, and was able to escape. I originally wanted to put out the fire, but ended up getting myself covered in dust and dirt, and now I don't even have a place to stay."
Yue Qingyang smiled self-deprecatingly, his face still showing a bit of weakness. From time to time, he put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly.
"Has your Highness's cold improved? The Emperor has specially sent me here to take your pulse and diagnose you."
Zhang Yuheng carried the medicine box and walked steadily to Yue Qingyang, gently and meticulously taking his pulse.
Yue Qingyang followed closely, lifting his sleeves to reveal his pale wrists. His tone was gentle and humble, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your inquiry. I've been weak since childhood. When I was forced to be a hostage in Jindu, I unfortunately passed through the snowy plateau and was hit by severe cold. Since then, my health has been poor, and coughing in the cold spring wind has become a regular occurrence."
Zhang Yuheng carefully prescribed several doses of medicinal herbs for him, saying earnestly, "Your Highness, the hostage, is in a delicate state and requires careful care. Your health is not only related to your personal well-being, but also the cornerstone of peace between the two countries. The Emperor is deeply concerned about this."
Jiang Songyi couldn't help but laugh when he heard Doctor Zhang's evaluation of Yue Qingyang.
[Weak? In his previous life, Yue Qingyang was a brave and invincible hero, personally leading his army to battle and unifying the four directions. He could wield his sword and mount his horse, and shoot down a Heavenly Wolf with ease. Now, Doctor Zhang actually calls him weak? Is Doctor Zhang a spy, or is Yue Qingyang hiding too well?]
Jiang Dinglian was shocked every time he heard Jiang Songyi mention Yue Qingyang's past.
He could never have imagined that this seemingly weak and sickly young proton could grow up to be such an outstanding person right under his nose.
Why are all his biological sons mediocre and incompetent!
Zhang Yuheng and Jiang Dinglian were familiar with each other. He tossed the prescription directly to him, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction. "Marquis Yongding, the Emperor has placed His Highness the hostage in the Marquisate, a sign of great trust in you. Don't be too stingy with the hostage. Be sure to use only the finest medicinal herbs to ensure His Highness's speedy recovery. Also, don't let him live in such a remote courtyard anymore, as he might be unable to be rescued in case of a fire."
"I'm stationed at the military camp all year round. How can I find the time to prepare the medicine for Proton personally?"
Jiang Dinglian casually handed the prescription to Jiang Songyi beside him as he spoke, "Songyi, I'll leave this matter to you."
Jiang Songyi calmly folded up the prescription, a sly glint in his eyes, but his face remained filial and submissive. "Father, please rest assured. I will carefully supervise His Highness's medication."
[I was originally struggling to find a good way to quietly eliminate Yue Qingyang, but now it seems like a godsend. It seems my father deliberately sent me this fine knife.]
Jiang Dinglian cast a deep gaze on Jiang Songyi, muttering in his heart: My daughter, you must work harder to ensure that Yue Qingyang dies completely.
He specially sent someone to prepare the herbs for Yue Qingyang and carefully boiled them. Although Yue Qingyang would be suspicious, he was not on guard against Jiang Songyi. After all, Yue Qingyang should be completely open to her.
If you dare to have any improper thoughts about his daughter, just wait for his daughter to cleverly send you to hell!
When Yue Qingyang saw that Jiang Songyi happily accepted the task of decocting and delivering medicine for him, he couldn't help but stroke the jade ring with his index finger, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of pride.
Jiang Songyi obviously cares about him very much.
Otherwise, as the daughter of a marquis, how could she personally take on the responsibility of taking care of him taking his medicine?
With the Emperor's envoy present, even for the sake of face, the Marquis of Yongding couldn't ignore his request. Yue Qingyang's eyes flickered as he offered, "My Lord, there's little left of my Tamei Courtyard; only ruins remain. I've always loved the Xiang bamboo and flowers near Jinghong Courtyard. Miss Jiang is willing to personally supervise my medication, so I wonder if I could move there..."
"Where will you live? How can you just live in Jinghong Courtyard?"
Jiang Dinglian immediately became alert, his eyes wide open, glaring at Yue Qingyang.
This guy, don’t go too far!
If it wasn't for making it easier for Songyi to poison him, he wouldn't have been willing to let his precious daughter personally prepare the medicine for him!
He actually had the audacity to propose living with Song Yi in Jinghong Courtyard? Did he think this was an uncivilized frontier where gender distinctions didn't apply?
Noticing Marquis Yongding's nervousness, Yue Qingyang hid the complex emotions in his eyes, chuckled softly, and said leisurely, "Marquis Yongding, there's no need to be overly nervous. Although I've lived in the Marquis' Mansion for a long time and don't have a deep understanding of Western Wei customs, I understand that a woman's chastity is of paramount importance. How could I dare to talk about living in the same garden with the young lady? I just want to make it easier for the young lady to send medicine, and I hope to live closer to her."
Jiang Songyi said casually, "Then let's live in Tingxueyuan, which is near Jinghongyuan."
Yue Qingyang learned that this was where Jiang Songyi once lived. He nodded slightly and said in a gentle manner, "Tingxueyuan is quiet and pleasant. It is indeed an excellent place to live."
Jiang Songyi muttered to herself, "Why did they arrange such a superior place for Yue Qingyang to live? Listening Snow Courtyard is located in a remote area, full of snakes and insects. It's the perfect place to hide and assassinate!"
However, Jiang Dinglian flatly rejected the proposal: "Absolutely not! That courtyard has been in ruins for ages. How can it be habitable?"
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