Yi Mu tossed a bottle of medicine to the prince.
The prince took the cup, coughed while covering his throat, and asked Yi Mu for a cup of water.
Yi Mu looked at him indifferently, "We will leave in half an hour, and the Crown Prince's people will serve you then."
The prince's throat burned with pain, making it difficult for him to utter a single word.
Even so, he still insisted on asking Yi Mu, "Have you ever worn women's clothes? I remember..."
Yi Mu interrupted him, "Don't ask useless questions. I'm short on time. Let's get straight to the point."
The Crown Prince was puzzled.
Yi Mu began to reveal the plot to him: "Three days later, Xia Yunxue, the daughter of the Marquis, will develop an antidote for the plague. You cannot do anything to her."
The Crown Prince remained silent. Xia Yunxue had entered the Imperial Hospital without permission and released two crucial children. He could not possibly let her go unpunished.
As if he knew what Yi Mu was thinking, he let out a cold laugh.
"If she dies, you will not ascend the throne. The Sixth Prince is resourceful and has an army of 600,000. Do you think people would rather support him to ascend the throne than you?"
The light in the prince's eyes dimmed.
Yimu said, "Believe me or not, this plague is extremely contagious. When everyone in the world dies, you will be the greatest sinner."
The crown prince did not want to be a sinner; he wanted to be a wise ruler and leave his name in history.
But it's unrealistic to expect the one-sided account of someone of unknown origin.
"You need to give me a reason to believe you."
Yi Mu raised his eyebrows, his expression surprisingly sinister.
"You really want to hear it?"
The crown prince had a bad feeling, but the words were already on the tip of his tongue and he couldn't take them back.
He nodded, eager to hear what surprising things Yi Mu could say.
"The imperial physician said that the late emperor had at least two more years to live, but Your Highness, you couldn't wait and were eager to ascend the throne. So you had the chief steward of the late emperor administer medicine to him every day. In less than three months, the late emperor passed away, and the crown prince successfully succeeded to the throne."
The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Facing the Crown Prince's murderous gaze, Yi Mu smiled.
"Apart from Your Highness, everyone else in the world who knew about this matter has been executed. Am I right?"
The crown prince finally dropped his pretense and stared at Yi Mu with a gloomy look in his eyes.
"What else do you know?"
Yi Mu pricked up his ears and heard the sound of iron cavalry coming from afar.
He straightened his expression and said to the Crown Prince, "I also know that you, Your Highness, will be a qualified emperor in the future."
The Crown Prince's expression softened slightly.
Yi Mu hadn't finished speaking.
"What is taken from the people should be used for the people and done for the people. The world is built by the people. Without the support of the people, a dynasty is nothing."
The prince stared at him intently; his teacher had never told him any of this.
The Grand Tutor only taught him how to be a qualified emperor: to be diligent in governing and love the people, to be selfless and impartial, and to reward and punish without fail.
Yi Mu retreated step by step toward the door, his expression gradually becoming unreal.
“I understand your eagerness to save the people, but you shouldn’t target children. Children are the foundation of a country. What they need most is to be well cared for, not to be pinned down in bed and used as test subjects for drugs that are completely useless.”
The sound of iron cavalry grew closer, and Yi Mu bowed deeply to the Crown Prince.
May our Great Chen Dynasty be prosperous and peaceful, its people healthy and strong, and its nation thriving.
The crown prince sat there, unable to speak for a long time.
He couldn't admit that he was moved.
Because he couldn't easily catch up with Hu Tiantan and Yi Mu, he decided without hesitation to capture the two children and bring them to the palace.
He clearly heard the two children screaming in pain due to the drug reaction.
But he did not tell the imperial physicians to stop; instead, he ordered them to continue.
The crown prince recalled that when he was young, he had injured his finger because he didn't know how to use a bow and arrow, and he went to his father to whine and beg for help.
The emperor ordered someone to apply medicine to his wounds, and once they healed, he personally held his arm and taught him how to shoot arrows.
He had a loving father, but the desire for power swallowed up his conscience.
The prince covered his face and bent over.
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