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The news that Cheng Yu summoned the imperial physician spread like wildfire that night.
Late at night, lightning suddenly illuminated the usually deserted Yande Hall.
Inside the hall, a man in a wheelchair was playing chess alone at the table. Suddenly, a woman in white pushed the door open and bowed respectfully to him.
Cheng Jun placed a piece on the chessboard and heard the woman say in a gentle voice, "Your Highness, something happened in Gande Palace."
Cheng Jun raised his head and looked at her calmly.
"Just now, a spy reported that the Emperor suddenly began bleeding profusely from the mouth and nose, and is now unconscious."
Cheng Jun was not surprised at all when he heard this and continued to place a piece on the chessboard: "Is the Wang family taking action?"
Now half of the people in the Imperial Medical Bureau are from the Wang family. Cheng Yu also invited the imperial physician at night. Apart from him, Cheng Jun really couldn't think of a second person who could take advantage of the opportunity.
"Yes, Lord Ling," the woman in white gave him a surprising answer. "Spies say the sleeping powder Lord Ling brought from the Ling Mansion is usually effective in calming the nerves and promoting sleep, but it counteracts the medicine he's taking now. Mixing it together will cause restlessness and unbearable headaches. If anyone caught in this trap comes into contact with ambergris at this time, they'll surely die within a day."
Cheng Yu has always liked ambergris, and it is only a matter of time before he dies from poisoning.
"He's quite remarkable. He was able to turn defeat into victory with just a box of powder and his own illness." Cheng Jun sighed with a smile and then asked, "Where's Wang Ke?"
Wang Ke is the current queen's brother. Now that Cheng Yu is in trouble, he must have rushed to Gande Palace without stopping.
Unexpectedly, after a muffled thunderclap, Cheng Jun clearly heard Yue Xuan say, "I haven't seen this person enter or leave Gande Palace yet."
"Didn't he see it?" Cheng Jun frowned when he heard that. "Cheng Yu is almost dead, where else can he go?"
Yuexuan slowly raised her head and looked at him hesitantly: "Perhaps the Wang family hasn't received any news yet?"
"Impossible." Cheng Jun denied without hesitation: "Le He is Wang Ke's man. The Wang family must have known about Cheng Yu's accident a long time ago."
If I don't leave for Gande Palace now, it can't be that I'm being held up by other things.
What could be more important than Cheng Yu’s death?
Cheng Jun's brows jumped when he thought about this, and he immediately said to Yue Xuan, "Hurry to Haiqing Palace!"
Yuexuan was stunned for a very short moment, then after she reacted, she ran out with the sword in her hand.
There was wind and rain outside, and Yuexuan was as fast as a meteor.
The emperor is doomed to die, and the Wang family must have received the news. There is only one reason why they haven't sent anyone to Gande Palace yet - they want to take advantage of the situation to get rid of Ling Jianghan tonight!
This prime minister appointed by the late emperor is indeed very important to Daying, but he is undoubtedly a stumbling block to the Wang family.
When Yuexuan arrived at the door of Haiqing Palace, she had no time to care about the bodies of the guards on the ground. She drew her sword and rushed straight to Ling Jianghan's bedroom.
Inside the hall, a middle-aged man was strangling Ling Jianghan, pushing him against the wall and snarling, "You're so young, yet you're even more successful than me. You rely on your talent to outdo the Wang family in everything! If you didn't have the Ling family in front of you and Qi Wuchen behind you, I would have left you dead without a burial place!"
Jiang Han's expression gradually turned painful due to the difficulty in breathing. He struggled to grab Wang Ke's hand, and the other party's voice rang in his ears again: "Do you know how Qi Wuchen and your parents died?"
Ling Jiang Han pinched Wang Ke's hand hard, but Wang Ke ignored the pain and said word by word with a smile: "No matter how wise and brave the generals are, if they are betrayed and their food supplies are cut off, they will never return!"
After Wang Ke finished speaking, he continued to increase the strength of his hands: "I will send you off tonight, so that you won't have to suffer from missing them!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard hurried footsteps behind him.
Jiang Han took advantage of Wang Ke's moment of surprise and kicked him in the knee. Wang Ke let go of the man in pain and wanted to reach out to grab him, but a long sword suddenly appeared and pierced his throat.
He quickly turned over to avoid it, and was forced to put some distance between himself and Ling Jianghan, who was kneeling on the ground and coughing violently.
Wang Ke decisively drew out the dagger from his sleeve and rushed towards Ling Jianghan. Yue Xuan immediately raised her sword and stepped forward to protect him behind her.
Because Jiang Han was now blind and seriously ill, Wang Ke came alone tonight. However, he had not expected such an extraordinary woman to appear midway, forcing him to retreat repeatedly with just a few deadly moves.
Not long after, Wang Ke was stabbed in the right shoulder by Yue Xuan's sword, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Wang Ke stared at Ling Jianghan behind Yue Xuan unwillingly for a long time, then decisively covered his wound and ran out.
He was no match for this woman, and if the fight continued he would soon die.
But Yuexuan would never let him go, and immediately picked up her sword to chase him.
Unexpectedly, Wang Ke had just run out of the palace gate and then retreated step by step with fear on his face. Finally, he was tripped by the threshold and fell back into the palace in embarrassment.
Yuexuan looked up and saw a dozen young guards with white feathers hanging from their waists and holding embroidered spring swords. The leading guard pointed the sword directly at Wang Ke, frightening Wang Ke so much that he didn't even dare to get up and shrank back like a bug.
How could anyone mobilize the White Feather Guards now?!
The White Feather Guards are the secret guards protecting the emperor. To mobilize the White Feather Guards, one must have the White Feather Token. There are only two tokens, one is in Cheng Yu's hands, and the other disappeared before the death of the previous emperor.
Cheng Yu is probably dead by now, so who mobilized these White Feather Guards?
Wang Ke suddenly turned around and pointed at Ling Jianghan, who had just been helped up by Yue Xuan. His fear was evident in his expression. "Did you mobilize the White Feather Guards?!"
Jiang Han was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that the person who came to rescue him would bring the White Feather Guard with him.
He released the hand that was supporting him and called out tentatively, "Yuexuan?"
"I'm here."
The voice was still Yuexuan's, and the respect in her tone was clear in every word.
Jiang Han knew that Wang Ke couldn't escape now, so he asked directly: "Whose orders are you following?"
Yuexuan was about to answer after hearing this, but she heard a sound coming from far away.
She recognized the sound of a wheelchair being pushed, so she raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound.
Then, a most familiar and powerful male voice sounded: "Mine."
Wang Ke was startled when he heard the voice. Turning around, he saw the White Feather Guards bowing respectfully to the newcomer and saying in unison, "Greetings, King Gan Yin."
He looked up at the person in disbelief: "Are you not stupid?!"
Although Cheng Jun was in a wheelchair, he still possessed the same regal demeanor as the late emperor. He opened his thin lips slightly, his tone icy and cold: "I, under the late emperor's orders, am secretly in charge of the White Feather Order, in case of emergency."
Wang Ke's eyes were now wide open with rage, his hands on the ground trembling with anger or fear. "So... the other White Feather Order is in your hands!"
Cheng Jun didn't want to say any more to him, so he waved his hand to signal the guards to take the man away.
Wang Ke was unwilling to give up. Even though he was being held, he kept rushing towards Ling Jianghan: "Ling Jianghan! Cheng Yu poisoned you a long time ago. You won't live long! I... I'll be waiting for you on the Yellow Springs Road!"
Cheng Jun and Yue Xuan were both shocked when they heard this. Turning around, they saw Ling Jianghan standing next to them. He was stunned for a moment before he smiled softly, "So he poisoned it too."
Yuexuan knocked Wang Ke unconscious with a palm strike, then bowed to Cheng Yu and said, "I will take my leave."
After they all left, Cheng Jun slowly turned his wheelchair and came to Ling Jianghan.
Ling Jianghan waited until the wheelchair sound stopped and then said, "Greetings, King Gan Yin."
Cheng Jun stared at the pair of eyes covered with white silk for a long while, and finally asked, "You just said 'also', who else has poisoned you besides him?"
"I did it to myself." Ling Jianghan answered truthfully.
As soon as these words were spoken, something in Cheng Jun's heart seemed to be extinguished silently.
So it was not because of the loss of his parents that Jiang Han became so sad that he became seriously ill.
Cheng Jun stopped looking at him, lowered his slightly moist eyes and asked, "How much time do you have left?"
"Three days." Ling Jianghan answered without any emotion.
Jiang Han had given himself a chronic poison, which would have kept him alive for a month. However, Cheng Yu's poison was slow but strong, forcing the toxins in his body to break out prematurely, causing him to vomit blood and fall into a coma, leaving him with little time left.
Fortunately, Cheng Yu walked ahead of him, so he can die with peace of mind now.
After a moment of silence in the room, Cheng Jun asked again: "Do you know that Cheng Yu will die tonight?"
"I don't know." Ling Jianghan stroked the jade bracelet on his wrist and said, "He hasn't been in trouble for a long time, so I thought this poison was useless to him. Now that I think about it... maybe it's because he hasn't been exposed to ambergris in the past few days."
Cheng Jun nodded slightly and said, "In that case, it is likely that the servants in Cheng Yu Palace helped you by mistake."
Ling Jianghan walked to the window and sat down. He poured two cups of tea with skillful movements and said meaningfully, "Those who are destined to live cannot die, and those who are destined to die cannot escape."
Cheng Jun was silent for a long moment, then frowned and looked at him, "Cheng Yu deserves to die, but shouldn't you live too? He's been close to treacherous officials and murdered loyal officials, causing the powerful in the capital to harbor their own agendas and causing panic within the court! Even if our father were still alive, he wouldn't have spared his life, so why would you be so cruel to yourself?"
"I don't want to be separated from Qi Wuchen by the Yin and Yang." Ling Jianghan put down the teacup and replied lightly.
The sound of rain outside the window gradually faded. Cheng Jun used the light from inside the room to stare at the outline of the jade bracelet in Ling Jianghan's sleeve. "Don't try to deceive me with that."
Cheng Jun stared at the white jade bracelet, his tone becoming increasingly harsh: "The Qi family jade bracelet has long been in your hands. I don't believe that when Qi Wuchen gave it to you, he didn't tell you not to commit suicide while alive."
"You know me well, so you should know what I was originally planning to do." Ling Jiang Han raised his head and looked at him.
“…”
Yes, he and Ling Jianghan have been good friends since childhood, and he can guess the other party's original plan completely no matter what.
Ling Jianghan would not leave the throne vacant just for personal vendetta. Before Cheng Yu was poisoned, Ling Jianghan had probably secretly made preparations to let the legitimate son of Prince Yan inherit the throne.
Prince Yan was the late emperor's younger brother. Though his age had insulated him from court affairs, his legitimate son possessed a remarkable talent for both civil and military affairs. Upon Cheng Yu's death, Ling Jianghan would lead the elder court officials in supporting Prince Yan's legitimate son's ascension to the throne, ensuring that their Great Ling Emperor would remain a member of the "Cheng" clan. Ling Jianghan would spend his remaining time assisting the new emperor in securing his throne, ultimately committing suicide when the time was right to return Cheng Yu's life to the late emperor.
After all, he still felt that he was being unfair to the late emperor by killing Cheng Yu.
"I never thought that Yuexuan was yours." Jiang Han's voice sounded again.
"I didn't expect Cheng Yu to let her take care of you. It saved me a lot of trouble."
As soon as he said this, Jiang Han asked what he was thinking: "Your legs..."
"The leg won't heal." Cheng Jun interrupted, "My father was still alive at that time. How could I dare to deceive him?"
It seems that it is true that King Gan Yin has disabled legs, but it is false that he has mental damage.
As for who turned the fake into the real back then, the answer is self-evident.
Jiang Han couldn't help but sigh and laughed, "After all, it's your father."
Even though his own legitimate son had fallen into such a miserable situation, he did not forget to turn him into a sharp weapon lurking in the dark, so that he could deal a fatal blow to those with evil intentions when necessary.
Cheng Jun didn't care, he just said: "No one knows a son better than his father. Father knows Cheng Yu too well."
Ling Jianghan touched the jade bracelet for a long time without saying a word, just listening quietly to the sound of raindrops falling hurriedly from the eaves to the ground.
Not long after listening, Jiang Han suddenly felt a fishy and sweet taste in his throat and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The teacup fell to the ground and shattered, allowing Jiang Han to vaguely hear Cheng Jun anxiously calling his name.
Just before he fell unconscious by the window, Jiang Han gave a faint and bitter smile.
It turned out that even three days was too much for God to give him.
…
When I regained consciousness, the fishy-sweet taste in my throat and the strong feeling of suffocation had completely disappeared.
It was just that it seemed like something was covering his forehead, which made Jiang Han feel a little uncomfortable.
He frowned and reached out to take it in a daze, and he suddenly woke up when his fingertips touched something cold.
Jiang Han opened his eyes cautiously and saw a ceiling that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
He slowly sat up and his eyes fell on the two chairs in front of the computer desk.
This is Qi Wuchen’s bedroom.
Pray for the wrong dust...
Jiang Han felt complicated when he thought of this name.
It is said that reincarnation requires a complete transformation and a change of name and surname, so why is it different for them?
The name has not changed, and the appearance is almost the same as in the previous life, only the memory has been completely wiped out.
But Qi Wuchen doesn't seem to have no memory.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Jiang Han heard a sound coming from the other side of the door.
He raised his head and saw the familiar slender figure.
There was no light in the room, so Jiang Han couldn't see the other person's face clearly. He could only see that Qi Wuchen had obviously paused.
Qi Wuchen put the cup away and reached for the towel beside his pillow, his mouth busy, "It's really scary when you're sick. Are you feeling any worse?"
"No." Ling Jianghan didn't look up at him. He just glanced at the cup on the bedside table and asked indifferently, "Is there water or medicine in the cup?"
Qi Wuchen was stunned by his question, his tongue tied for no reason: "I... uh, what do you want to drink?"
Jiang Han seemed to not want to talk to him any more, and only uttered one word calmly: "Water."
"Oh, okay." Qi Wuchen said and hurried out.
He closed the door and raised his hand to grab his hair.
It made Jiang Han remember everything.
Not only did I remember everything, but I also felt very reluctant to talk to him.
Maybe it's because he was in a bad mood after just recovering his memory, maybe Jiang Han would be willing to talk to him tomorrow.
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