"Who did this?!" How dare they play tricks on her behind her back? Qin Hui's unfriendly gaze turned to Qiu Yan again. "It was you!"
Qiu Yan shook her head. The two of them were so close, even a fool would know that she didn't do it.
Because Qiu Yan was still standing, Qin Hui could no longer contain her anger and turned to look towards the bed.
But then He Jinran appeared in her line of sight with a face covered in red rashes, and she hurriedly backed away in fright.
Was he not in a coma?
"Your Majesty, although the General's wife is my adoptive mother, she is more than a biological mother to me. Your blatant humiliation of my mother shows you disregard for my father, and for me as well!!"
Qin Hui...
The moment she saw He Jinran, her mind went completely blank.
It turned out that the Crown Prince had attacked her from behind.
This is outrageous!
These past few days, His Highness the Crown Prince had kept his head buried in the blankets, so she hadn't been able to see his face clearly.
Looking at it now, the illness is so severe.
But something's not right...
Her heart began to race.
I thought he couldn't hear me.
She turned her head, raised it high, and regained her composure.
"Your Highness, I am the Empress. Your mother not only failed to greet me but also provoked me with her words. How can she possibly uphold the dignity of our royal family? And you, Your Highness, I am your mother. How dare you bully and insult me at will!"
"The royal family's reputation has been ruined by women like you!" Because Qin Hui humiliated Qiu Yan, He Jinran's disgust for Qin Hui deepened even further.
"This child is beyond redemption!" Qin Hui's legs ached, and she had completely broken ties with He Jinran.
She thought she had already won him over, but this brat completely disregarded the gold and silver jewelry she had given him.
What is she clinging to when she's about to be buried?
To be honest, if she hadn't always been clinging to He Jinran,
During this period, I won't be here often.
Fortunately, the effort was not in vain.
“Since the General’s wife is pregnant, let’s skip the formalities.” Qin Hui turned to leave, but He Jinran suddenly stood up and stood in front of her.
"Your Majesty, I was just thinking of asking my father to settle this matter. Why are you in such a hurry? Perhaps you're in the wrong?"
"I simply disdain to associate with such vulgar people as you; it would only sully my eyes."
Qin Hui retreated, fearing that His Highness's illness might infect her. She stumbled away with small, unsteady steps, supported by her palace maids.
That's enough. She can't give Qiu Yan any more hard time, lest this kid start acting disrespectfully towards her.
He's a wild boy who knows absolutely no manners.
After Qin Hui left, He Jinran faced her retreating figure, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.
At that moment, he truly realized that he needed to take his role as crown prince seriously.
Otherwise, if he can't even protect his mother in a critical moment, what kind of son is he?
"Mother," he turned his gaze, especially when he saw Qiu Yan's prominent pregnant belly, his eyes still filled with anger.
His mother was physically disabled, but Qin Hui still…
"Where did you go?" Qiu Yan didn't think much of it, but she felt a little regretful.
I shouldn't have suddenly appeared in front of Qin Hui today.
Qiu Yan was just afraid that Qin Hui would take advantage of Xiao Ran's critical illness to secretly harm him.
As she was being questioned, she had already walked towards the bed.
He Jinran: "My master and I went home. We cleaned the yard and tidied the room together. However, the yard and room seemed to have been cleaned before, and they were spotless."
"Your father sent someone to clean it." Qiu Yan didn't ask any more questions, and lifted the quilt.
As expected, Nineteen was still lying on the inside.
He was still wearing a face mask.
At first glance, the person was lying there perfectly fine, with nothing unusual about them, except that they had fallen into a deep sleep.
"Nineteen," He Jinran called out.
But there was no response.
Qiu Yan touches breath,
"Dead?" He Jinran gasped when he saw Qiu Yan's grave expression.
"He's alright, but why can't we wake him up?"
Qiu Yan remained silent, placing one hand on the nineteen meridians.
The pulse was erratic, as if blocked by something invisible.
"His pulse is unusual; it's rather strange."
Upon hearing this, He Jinran pondered for a moment.
"I heard my father say that in order to prevent assassins from devouring their masters, the techniques they practice usually have some fatal flaws. Therefore, assassins' lives are very short, and they rarely live past the age of twenty-five."
"There's such a defect?" This was the first time Qiu Yan had ever heard of it.
"Does that mean these assassins have very short lives?" At most, they can only live to be her age now? That would be quite pitiful.
“Their master should be able to control them,” He Jinran guessed. However, their master was gone, and now was not the time to discuss such matters.
"Mother, can he be cured?"
Qiu Yan thought for a moment:
"I don't know, he was poisoned." The assassin's body was too complex for her to figure out in a short time.
Poisoning? He Jinran patted Nineteen's forehead: "Let's examine him first."
He spilled a cup of water on nineteen doors.
Qiu Yan: Does it have to be so rude?
"Ugh..." A groan escaped her lips, and just then, Nineteen woke up.
When he woke up, his eyes were still glazed over, and his face was still wet.
"Your Highness," Nineteen said, suddenly standing up, but then falling back down.
"Are you feeling unwell?" He Jinran stared intently at Nineteen's body.
Nineteen steadied himself, forced himself to sit up, knelt on the bed, then prostrated himself, bowing his head and saying:
"Your Highness, I feel perfectly fine," he said, shaking his throbbing head.
"Really not?" Qiu Yan didn't believe her. "Did you know that the Empress was here just now?"
Nineteen... looked completely bewildered.
"Has the Empress been here?"
Seeing that Nineteen's brows were still furrowed, He Jinran asked:
"But where does it hurt?"
Nineteen: "I don't know."
"Hmm? Don't you have any awareness of your own body?" He Jinran sometimes really felt that this Nineteen was a genuine puppet.
Suddenly, Qiu Yan said in a deep voice,
"Xiao Ran, help him lie down and pull up his trouser legs."
"Hmm?" He Jinran asked in confusion, then nodded. "Okay."
He didn't have time to say anything more, he made Nineteen lie down again, and rolled up his trouser leg.
After a thorough examination, "nothing was found to be abnormal."
Qiu Yan inspected it herself.
Yet, barely perceptible, one could see a tiny pinhole.
She pressed on the spot,
Then, a muffled groan was heard from the nineteenth person.
Qiu Yan: "The needle has been inserted into the body."
Nineteen: "...There is a broken arrow inside my body."
He Jinran: That must hurt so much.
Qiu Yan: "It's a silver needle."
Nineteen: "...There are no silver needles."
"Yes!" Qiu Yan confirmed.
"When a metallic foreign object is inserted into the body, the situation can change rapidly. The needle can become difficult to locate due to the body's breathing and movement. The location, depth, and duration of the needle can all cause many problems. Most dangerously, a silver needle inside the body can cause blood to flow backward, bodily functions to fail, and slow death. Therefore, it must be removed as soon as possible to prevent the silver needle from shifting."
He Jinran seemed to feel a dull ache in his legs as well.
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