When Shi Yan woke up, it was almost dark. He was in the Imperial Hospital in the palace.

The moment he opened his eyes, he touched his face in panic. Fortunately, the human skin mask was still there, otherwise there would have been chaos in the palace, and he would have been either beaten into a prisoner or killed by the fake prince.

Beating him into a prisoner might be because the emperor was investigating the matter, and he still had a chance to defend himself. If he was killed by the fake prince, it would be all over. He

touched his chest, and it was still very painful. Mianmian, you poked me really hard.

Two guards and a middle-aged palace servant came in.

"Captain, you finally woke up." The two guards were Shi Yan's men under the Right Guard of the East Palace.

Shi Yan asked, "You saved me?"

"It wasn't us. It was Ah Quan who first found you and called us over. We quickly carried you to the Imperial Hospital."

Ah Quan?

A palace maid in her thirties, with a smile on her face. In the past, Shi Yan would have thought that this person looked flattering, and he didn't like such people.

But now he was grateful: "Thank you for saving me."

Ah Quan smiled and said: "What are you thanking me for? I was just sweeping and saw you fall to the ground, so I shouted. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. It is a good deed to accumulate virtue."

The guard smiled and said: "Ah Quan is a know-it-all in the palace. Ah Quan, you have been in the palace for many years, right?"

Ah Quan nodded and said proudly: "Twenty years, an old man."

Shi Yan sighed. He was born and raised in the palace, but he had never paid attention to an old man in the palace like Ah Quan. In the past, his eyes were on the top of his head.

After this period of time, he found that whether it was the guards around him or the palace people, although they were of humble status, they worked hard and diligently.

The doctor had bandaged the wound. Shi Yan stood up, still feeling a little dizzy. Ah Quan said concernedly, "Captain Ah Fu, you still need to rest for a few more days to prevent the wound from breaking again. After all, it is in the heart."

Shi Yan nodded. Although he also wanted to rest for a few more days, this was a good opportunity for him to show his loyalty. He couldn't let himself and the Persian cat bleed in vain.

After resting until the next morning, when Shi Jun came out of the Purple Palace, he saw Shi Yan standing next to the ceremonial staff, his face pale and his lips pale.

He bowed respectfully and said, "

Good morning, Your Highness." Shi Jun glanced at him, walked for a while, and saw that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, so he said, "Go and have a rest. I will grant you a five-day vacation. Report as soon as you are ready."

Shi Yan said weakly, "Yes, I obey your command."

Turning around and stumbling away, Shi Jun looked at his back, and for a moment he felt sorry and empathized with him. He once endured the pain of his body like an ant in order to survive.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of achievement as a winner. Now he can finally step on others.

More importantly, through this incident, Ah Fu can still work hard and without complaint, which shows that he can be used.

I will tame you into a blade in my hand.

As Shi Jun sits on the position of the prince for longer and longer, he is eager to get rid of Yafu's control, so he must cultivate people who are loyal to him.

Ah Fu, you are the first one I trained, and there will be more people later.

Shi Yan passed by the Zichen Hall and took a look, then he smiled bitterly and went back to his bedroom, holding on to the wall. He

was carried away by two guards, one on each side, "The commander asked us to pick you up to rest." "

Thank you." Shi Yan was out of breath.

Prince Fu was waiting outside the carriage at the remote west gate of the palace. When he saw them coming up, he hurried over and helped Shi Yan get on the carriage together.

The carriage started moving, and there were only two people in the carriage. Prince Fu pulled him over, "Lean here."

Shi Yan leaned weakly on his shoulder. Because there was a coachman in front, the two did not dare to say anything important.

Prince Fu arranged him in a remote house.

"Come, lie down. This is my old house with few people. I'll let two trusted people serve you in the next few days."

Shi Yan lay down, his face pale, and forced a smile.

"Thank you, good brother. I was worried that there would be problems with the mask when I was resting in the palace. You helped me solve the problem."

Prince Fu closed the door and said in fear: "Your Highness, how can you take risks? You are the crown prince and the only son of His Majesty. You must take care of yourself for the sake of the country and must not take risks to hurt your body again."

Shi Yan said seriously: "Shen Zhao, this is a dead end. When I woke up under the cliff, I thought I could quietly return to the capital and the palace. Safe.

But I found that someone had replaced me. At that time, I was excited and thought that person was wearing a fake mask, and I could return to my original identity as long as I could expose it.

But what about now? That person looks exactly like me, and even the books and martial arts I learned since childhood are exactly the same. "

Prince Fu sighed and said, "You are afraid that even if you go and tell His Majesty, no one will believe that you are the real prince, right?"

Shi Yan's tears fell from the corners of his eyes and fell on his lips with bitterness.

"That person is more like the prince than me, and he even does better than me."

"How can Your Highness boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige? That person is not better than Your Highness, but he concealed his true face and created a false appearance, which is all fake."

Shi Yan even felt that he was too mean in the past.

"Now my father and mother may like this fake prince more. Mianmian is the same. She didn't like to be close to me before, but now she will never forgive me and will never smile at me again because of killing a cat..."

He was emotional and his voice was choked. Considering his male pride, he turned around, but just pressed on the wound, frowned and said "ah".

"Your Highness, don't move, lying down will be good for the wound."

If it weren't for Prince Fu to take him out of the palace, Shi Yan might still have been holding back these grievances and had nowhere to vent.

"Your Highness, don't underestimate yourself. If you are not good, why would I follow you so devotedly?

As for His Majesty and the Queen, they definitely love you. As for the Crown Princess, she is a girl and likes to be coaxed. If you are gentler to her in the future, she will naturally change her mind. I

have taken the Persian cat home to raise. It has lost a lot of blood, but it is not in danger of death. If the Crown Princess sees it in the future, all misunderstandings will be resolved."

Shi Yan suddenly asked, "Shen Zhao, what do you think their next move will be?"

Both of them looked gloomy, "Will they attack my father?"

Shen Zhao crossed his arms and thought for a moment, then said, "It shouldn't be that serious. After all, Your Highness has only been involved in handling government affairs for less than a year, and the court officials have not yet recognized him. The fake prince dare not rashly want to take the throne. Besides, Your Majesty has always been in good health."

Shi Yan closed his eyes and said solemnly, "I have made the same judgment. One year, this conspiracy must be destroyed within this year, and everything must be restored to its original state."

Prince Fu covered him with a brocade quilt, "It will definitely work. Your Highness, take good care of yourself. I will not leave here today and will stay with you. You Sleep peacefully."

In the Purple Palace, Xu Mian was depressed for days because of the cat incident. She had no appetite and asked again and again, "Has the Penglai Palace... been repaired?"

Xuelian explained to Shi Jun that it was because "The Crown Princess witnessed the death of a cat in the Purple Palace, so she was afraid to stay here."

He saw Xu Mian's increasingly thin face and said distressedly, "Mian Mian, look at your small round face, how thin you have become in just a few days."

He tried every way to coax her, but the beauty never smiled.

Even when he brought a few kittens, Xu Mian ignored him and had no interest.

He took out the small calf paper bag from the drawer and threw it out of the hall, cursing in his heart:

Damn Ah Fu, how could you be so cold-blooded and cruel to kill the lovely Persian cat? The cat's name is also Ah Fu, the same name as you, and you killed it. Are you possessed by evil spirits? Humph!

Five days later, in order to make Xu Mian happy, Shi Jun and her drew paper irises and released them in the Yu Garden.

"Mian Mian, look at our paper irises flying so high! Do you like it?"

"I like it."

Two guards came over from the side of the road, one of them looked very familiar, it was Shi Yan.

Xu Mian saw it at a glance, glared fiercely, and pulled the kite string hard in anger. He pulled too hard and cut his finger.

"Mianmian, are you okay?"

"It hurts..."

Shi Jun blew on the red marks on Xu Mian's fingers. Shi Yan walked over expressionlessly without looking at her, as if he were a jade sculpture.

His wife hated him so much, but she was still being cared for and intimate with another man. Shi Yan felt that he was the most unlucky person in the world, and he had no place to reason.

"Does it still hurt?"