Shen Wan thought Shen Wei would know, but Shen Wei shook her head again and again. Yin Shuang then stopped the two servants who were about to leave after throwing Young Master Wu away and asked them, "Who ordered the beating of Young Master Wu?"
The servant replied, "No one gave the order. It was the two servants who went with Steward Li to Baihualou to arrest people who beat them up."
Silver Frost, "...???"
Without orders, how dare those two servants hit Young Master Wu? Don't they want to live?
After the servant finished speaking, he left. Yin Shuang looked at Shen Wan with a blank expression, only to see Shen Wan's furrowed brows relax and a look of understanding appear in her eyes.
Young Master Wu led Shen Dian astray, but it takes two to tango, and Shen Jing couldn't interfere too much. However, since things had escalated to this point, Young Master Wu was the culprit. If Young Master Wu wasn't beaten up, no one in the Marquis's mansion would swallow their anger. So, they sent those two unlucky servants to do it.
Following Steward Li to Baihualou to arrest people, those two servants must know exactly what happened there. To protect the reputation of the Marquis's mansion, those two servants were definitely doomed. If Steward Li hadn't been a trusted confidant of his father and kept his mouth shut, they probably wouldn't have escaped death.
Manager Li must have brought his trusted confidants to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, but because they knew too much, they were doomed. So Manager Li simply ordered them to beat Young Master Wu half to death, so that his death would not be unjust.
Otherwise, how could two servants have the audacity to beat up Young Master Wu? There's a reason why Steward Li is deeply trusted by my father.
Upon reaching the main gate of the Marquis's residence, the carriage from the Prince of Ling's residence was already waiting there. Shen Wan led Yin Shuang into the carriage, waved goodbye to Shen Wei, and the servant drove the carriage away.
As the carriage drove away from the alley where the Marquis of Pingyang's residence was located, Shen Wan couldn't contain her curiosity and pulled back the curtain, but Chen Feng just followed behind, as if he had suddenly lost his senses.
Shen Wan could only call out, "Chen Feng."
Chen Feng then rode over and asked, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"
Shen Wan raised an eyebrow. With Chen Feng's quick wit, how could he not guess why she wanted to see him? Shen Wan asked, "When Steward Zhou was reporting to the old lady, didn't you eavesdrop?"
"...I eavesdropped."
"What exactly happened between them at the Hundred Flowers Pavilion?" Shen Wan asked.
Chen Feng gripped the reins tightly, remaining silent.
Shen Wan frowned, and Yin Shuang urged, "The Princess Consort is asking you a question, so hurry up and answer."
Chen Feng glanced at Yin Shuang. If he could tell the princess, would he not?
Chen Feng was exhausted. He replied, "It's not that I don't want to tell the Princess, but this matter is too sordid. I haven't even decided whether to report it to Your Majesty, for fear of offending Your Majesty's ears. Before Your Majesty's permission, I dare not reveal a single word to the Princess."
The Hundred Flowers Pavilion was already a place where filth and filth gathered, so how much more filthy could it be?
Shen Wan didn't take it seriously, then looked up and saw Chen Feng looking like he wanted a pair of ears that hadn't been eavesdropping on these filthy things.
Shen Wan, "..."
To be able to disgust Chen Feng to this extent...
What exactly did Shen Dian do?
Shen Wan was already very curious, and now she was even more curious. But since Chen Feng had already said so much, Shen Wan couldn't press him any further. She could only wait until she returned to the Ling Prince's Mansion to ask Xie Jingyan.
The carriage rolled forward and soon arrived at the Ling Prince's residence. Shen Wan got out of the carriage and saw Steward Zhou seeing the imperial physician off.
The imperial physician frowned, looking lost in thought.
Manager Zhou looked worried.
Shen Wan, “…???”
Why would they need to summon the imperial physician to the Prince's residence?
Shen Wan stepped up the stairs and asked, "Who is ill? Should we summon the imperial physician?"
Even Steward Zhou couldn't answer that question.
The Lingwang Mansion only has two masters. Besides the prince and princess, who else would need to call the imperial physician?
Shen Wan guessed it was Xie Jingyan, but when she returned to the Pingyang Marquis's residence, Xie Jingyan was perfectly fine and even wanted to accompany her back. He didn't seem sick at all.
Steward Zhou replied, "It's His Highness..."
Shen Wanxin's heart leaped into her throat, and she blurted out, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"
Steward Zhou shook his head, unsure how to answer, and began from the beginning, "Today, the Princess Consort returned to the Marquis of Pingyang's residence. The imperial chef prepared some pastries and sent them to the Prince's study. The Prince only ate half a piece before vomiting..."
Xie Jingyan felt nauseous, and Chen Feng had to call the imperial physician to the mansion. So when he vomited, Haitang immediately had someone fetch the imperial physician, and did not forget to tell him to call a different one.
Therefore, the physician who came to the Lingwang Mansion this time was not the previous Physician Xu, but Physician Zheng.
However, what Physician Zheng said when he came was almost the same as what Physician Xu said the first two times he came: Xie Jingyan's pulse was steady, he was not sick, and he was not poisoned.
But the prince was getting thinner and thinner every day, even vomiting up his breakfast. It just didn't make sense...
Steward Zhou was worried that his master might have been poisoned by some kind of insidious poison, or perhaps he had contracted some incurable disease.
After listening to Steward Zhou's words, Shen Wan turned to look at Chen Feng, "Hasn't Your Highness stopped vomiting these past few days? How come it's gotten worse?"
Chen Feng shook his head, "It's not that I'm not nauseous anymore, but I was afraid that the Princess would worry, so I didn't tell you the truth, and I didn't allow my subordinates to tell you either..."
Shen Wan was furious. "Just because I told you not to talk, you won't talk?!"
After saying this, Shen Wan turned and left. After taking a few steps, she instructed Steward Zhou, "Invite a few more doctors to the mansion."
She's been nauseous every day, and now she's vomiting again, so her condition must be getting worse. She doesn't trust the imperial physicians in the palace, so she'll consult several doctors; surely one of them will know the cause of her illness.
After giving her instructions, Shen Wan left. Steward Zhou quickly followed her orders, and Chen Feng returned to Moyuxuan with her. He had considered asking the prince to have another doctor, but apart from vomiting a couple of times in the morning, the prince was fine during the day. In addition, the prince said he was fine, and Physician Xu said so too, so he didn't take it to heart. The princess didn't trust Physician Xu, but the prince did.
Shen Wan ran all the way back to Moyuxuan. She thought Xie Jingyan was bedridden, so she went straight into the room. However, there was only Haitang wiping the tables and chairs, and Xie Jingyan was nowhere to be seen. Shen Wan asked, "Where is the prince?"
Haitang replied, "The prince is reading in his study."
Shen Wan turned her head and went to the study again.
You've already thrown up, and you're still reading...
Is he aiming to become the top scholar in the imperial examination?!
Shen Wan was extremely worried, but when she entered the study, she saw Xie Jingyan picking up a brush and dipping it in ink. He looked rosy-cheeked, so much so that anyone who suspected he was sick would have to wonder if there was something wrong with their eyes.
Shen Wan, “…???”
Her hurried steps faltered, and she looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Didn't you vomit? Don't you need to rest in bed?"
Xie Jingyan said, "You'll be fine after you throw up."
What kind of disease is this?
Shen Wan asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
Xie Jingyan shook his head. "No."
I couldn't control the vomiting, but after vomiting, apart from a slightly bland taste in my mouth and a moment of dizziness, I felt no discomfort. The aftereffects of treating my leg ailment are truly severe, and I don't know when I'll recover.
Not wanting to dwell on this unpleasant matter, Xie Jingyan asked, "Has the matter of the Marquis of Pingyang's residence been resolved?"
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