Chapter 414: From the Heart
Bei Jingchu thought that it was understandable that a person would have a strange temper after waking up from a serious illness.
But she wanted to call over the old doctor who was treating the emperor and interrogate him to find out who sent him to drug the emperor.
As it turned out, no one knows a daughter better than her father. The old woman was protected by people sent directly by the emperor, and she would not respond to anyone's summons except the emperor.
Bei Jingchu had no choice but to return to the East Palace. The hottest summer had not yet passed, and they had not returned from the summer palace.
I heard that after the emperor woke up, he took a liking to the third prince.
He was treated like the young prince and was always brought along to meetings, as if he was intending to replace the Crown Prince.
All these signs are so strange.
High hopes had been placed on her since she was born, and Bei Jingchu knew that she was treated as an honorable person in front of the emperor.
Only after feeling sad at first did I start looking for problems.
She had heard that some people's personalities changed drastically after waking up from a serious illness, but having had other experiences, she had other guesses.
So Zhaixing Tower gained a new regular customer.
The Imperial Master sighed for who knows how many times; he was cornered by her and had no other choice.
The cold and desolate voice of the man was filled with a hint of collapse: "Even if you hang me up and beat me for three days and three nights, the facts are still the facts."
"Your Majesty has neither been subjugated nor been robbed."
Bei Jingchu: “I don’t believe it.”
Imperial Master: “…”
If you don't believe me, why ask him what he is doing?
He was a lazy, no, casual person, so he went on strike on the spot and pointed outside the door, saying, "If Your Highness wants to get the answer he wants, just pick up a charlatan on the street."
"As long as the money is enough, they can coax you into listening to anything your Highness wants to hear."
Bei Jingchu was silent.
She really wanted the Imperial Master to answer yes, as long as the cause was found, it would be easily solved.
The Imperial Master's temper softened when he saw that she was unusually quiet.
"I can only say that your majesty did everything from the bottom of his heart."
"Don't worry, Your Highness."
Bei Jingchu: ...I am more worried. Thank you.
She tried hard to recall the current situation and ruled out the interference of supernatural powers. The only two possibilities were that the emperor had a sudden brain problem or he had other plans.
If there was another plot, why didn't she be informed in advance?
He is not the silent type who shows his fatherly love as strong as a mountain. The Bei family does not have the tradition of keeping silent and allowing others to misunderstand them.
Bei Jingchu held his chin up and thought.
She thinks her acting skills are pretty good, and acting together will only make it more realistic.
So...did something really go wrong with his brain?
Because the emperor's attitude changed drastically after he woke up, the nobles who had previously made deals with the Eastern Palace like fence-sitters during the tense moment also began to deny their promises.
When Chang Tingyi brought the news, the Chang clan elders, who had been waiting and watching, immediately firmed up their stance and wholeheartedly supported the Third Prince to ascend the throne.
In the past, when the emperor was only training the crown prince, they dared to be stubborn. Now that he has been given hope to start training the third prince, they are of course even more confident.
Fortunately, Bei Jingchu had a stable mentality and didn't care too much about the sudden disappearance of prosperity.
She just wanted to find out what had happened, so she waited and watched until the emperor and his entourage returned from the palace.
After finishing the official duties at hand and without the emperor assigning her tasks from time to time, Bei Jingchu finally had some rare free time and could take a breath.
It’s really tiring. I’ve been the crown prince for five years without any rest.
Even the hard-working workers in the production team cannot be ordered around like this.
She lay leisurely in the Hanliang Hall of the Imperial Palace.
Although there was no air conditioning in the Vietnamese Dynasty, the ancients were not fools, as long as they had money.
For example, in the Hanliang Hall, cool water is delivered to the roof using a waterwheel.
Cool water poured down from the eaves like rain, and a cool breeze blew, making everyone in the room cool.
The sound of the gurgling water makes me sleepy. It's so relaxing.
(Today's update. Cover your head for protection.jpg.)
(You can scold me if you want to. Who told me not to behave?)