Zhou Jing'an had just woken up and was experiencing a great emotional fluctuation. After Jiang Ling's half body was stiff, she found that Zhou Jing'an had fallen asleep on her shoulder.
Jiang Ling slowly laid him down, covered him with a quilt, and hurried to call the imperial physician.
The imperial physician had not left under Feng Yu's orders. He had just finished taking Zhou Jing'an's pulse and left to prepare medicine in the morning when he heard that Princess Yunxi had gone in. He did not dare to disturb the two of them.
"Doctor Wang, how is he?" Jiang Ling stood aside with a worried look on his face.
She felt a little guilty for not letting him eat something first. He had just woken up and was hungry. He had said a lot and cried for so long. It would be strange if he didn't fall asleep.
Imperial Physician Wang Mian took the patient's pulse, his frown softening. He turned around and said, "Don't worry, Princess. Lord Zhou has just woken up and is feeling tired, but he's just exhausted. Once he wakes up, give him some medicine and take good care of himself. Lord Zhou has a healthy body and a good foundation, so he'll be well in a month or two."
Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and quickly bowed to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Doctor Wang. I'm afraid you will have to take care of me more in the future."
Wang Mian didn't dare to accept her gift, so he dodged and refused.
Last night, after Zhou Jing'an's injuries stabilized, Jiang Lan and Xia Zhixian went back to the mansion first. The ancestral hall and Zhenxia Pavilion in the mansion had just been burned down, and there were a lot of things that needed to be taken care of. Zhou Huan'an was still young and could not hold on for long.
Besides, wasn't it said that they had captured the daughter of the Marquis of Pingyang? The Marquis of Pingyang and his wife were of high status and were not easy to deal with.
But no matter what they said this time, they couldn't let Chang Shu bully their Zhou family and Jiang Ling in vain.
What they didn't know was that, not to mention Chang Shu, the Chang family's hereditary title and good reputation for generations might be lost.
Zhou Ke and Zhou Huaixin were not at the Zhou family, nor did they go to Xiyuan Yaji, but were at the Jiang family.
However, the two of them did not go there to chat and drink tea, but joined forces with Jiang Lianshan, Jiang Lianhai, Jiang Yi and other absolutely loyal generals, and were ordered to surround the mansions of the Chang family and several other families that were secretly plotting against Ning Xi.
At the same time as the Zhou family ancestral hall caught fire, Jiang Lianshan also led his troops to surround the Chang family. At that time, Chang Wei was still playing chess with his second son Chang Han in the backyard. He was really confused by the sudden situation.
Jiang Lianshan didn't say much, he just glanced coldly at Chang Han who was standing beside him. He had injured his leg and was standing aside with a crutch, his eyes somewhat evasive.
They calculated the time accurately, otherwise the second son of the Chang family might be Hua Tuo who had healed his leg and flew to Xiyuan to assassinate someone.
"Marquis Pingyang, if you have any questions, you can ask the Emperor after entering the palace." He paused, "If you can't wait, you can ask your second son directly."
The Chang family and several other families were taken to the Ministry of Justice prison overnight and kept under strict guard. The rest of the servants were locked up in the mansion and not allowed to go in or out. Chang Shu and her maid were also sent to the palace together, and the family was reunited in prison.
"Shu'er? You!"
When Chang Wei saw her being sent in dressed as a maid, he knew that she was not staying peacefully in the mansion. He was afraid that she was involved in the conspiracy to usurp the throne just like her two brothers.
Chang Shu saw her two brothers huddled in a corner with bruised faces and black eyes, not daring to say a word. Then she met Chang Wei's murderous gaze, and she began to tremble with fear.
"Dad..." She knelt down and walked to Chang Wei's feet, grabbed his robe and began to cry.
"Shu'er knows she was wrong, Dad, please don't be angry." Chang Shu shed tears, "My daughter was just deceived. She just wanted to plot against Jiang Ling to vent her anger..."
Chang Wei's brows were furrowed, his face livid with anger. He kicked her away and pointed at her, cursing, "You were just deceived? Shu'er, are you still going to lie to me now?!"
When his family was thrown into prison, his two good sons finally panicked and knelt on the ground to ask him what they should do now.
He looked at his two sons. One had pretended to attend his wife's family's full moon banquet in order to murder the emperor, and was captured alive, looking utterly miserable. The other had feigned a leg injury as a cover-up, his leg still bandaged, but he showed no signs of injury at all. His face was pale and panicked.
And his good wife secretly supported Pei Yu without telling him, his son and his daughter. In order to avenge Jiang Ling for Chang Shu's narrow-minded impulse, she set up such a big plan and burned down the manor.
Chang Wei coldly watched his beloved daughter kneeling on the ground crying, and repeatedly explained that she just wanted to take back what belonged to her. Her eyes were full of resentment and hatred, and there was no trace of the ladylike demeanor at all.
Chang Wei suddenly felt dizzy and staggered back two steps, supporting himself on the cold wall with his hands.
"Dad!" The three children gathered around to show their concern, and the wife of Marquis Pingyang also came over to support him with tears in her eyes.
Chang Weimeng waved his hand and pushed everyone away.
The palm of my hand touched the cold and hard wall, which was the wall of the Ministry of Justice prison.
He suddenly chuckled, and tears filled his eyes.
Several people were too frightened to speak, and only heard him mutter to himself: "Thinking about me, Chang Wei, I have spent my whole life in the military, most of my life on the battlefield, fighting for the well-being of my country and the people..."
He looked up, and the candlelight on the wall reflected in his eyes, red eyes, and crystal tears.
"In the end, they raised children like this, who became traitors, assassinated the emperor, and plotted to usurp the throne!"
Chang Wei turned to look at them, sighed, and asked, "How can I face the late emperor? How can I even face my ancestors?"
He was too ashamed to see the emperor or the people again.
Chang Wei strode towards the prison door and said to the guards, "Could you please tell the emperor that Chang Wei has no words to say to me. I only beg the emperor to give me poisoned wine and white silk so that I can go to the underworld to atone for the late emperor's sins."
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