A Cai's work: The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1991 Congratulations, see you for the last time

After issuing the order to destroy Liancheng, the Ninth Prince fell to the ground without even saying hello. Fortunately, Yuwen Yuanhua was quick-witted and caught him.

"Ninth Uncle, are you okay?" Yuwen Yuanhua was stunned with fear, and the answer to him was the Ninth Uncle screaming and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Oh no, the Ninth Prince is vomiting blood."

"Shut up! Quick, call the imperial physician." At the critical moment, Wang Jinling was still reliable. He immediately stood up to take charge of the situation, personally sat in the palace, and blocked the news. No outsiders would ever know that something had happened to the Ninth Prince.

Even though the Valley Master, Chi Lianshui and Guo Baoji worked together to treat him, using the best medicinal herbs, even Yuhua Lanzhi, the Ninth Prince still had to lie in bed for five full days before he regained consciousness.

During these five days, Wang Jinling, Fu Lin and Yuwen Yuanhua were extremely anxious. It was not because they were timid, but because the imperial physician's words were too serious. They thought several times that the Ninth Prince was dead.

If the Ninth Prince died, I'm afraid that none of the people who followed him, except Wang Jinling, would have a good ending.

Fortunately, the Ninth Prince was very lucky and woke up even when the imperial physician was unsure.

The imperial physician diagnosed that the Ninth Prince was fine, but his injuries were too severe and he needed to rest for more than half a year before he could get out of bed. Unfortunately, the Ninth Prince did not listen at all and stayed in bed for two days before he went to work normally under the imperial physician's incredulous eyes.

The imperial physician was stunned. They tried hard to persuade the Ninth Prince Uncle not to joke about his own health, but the Ninth Prince Uncle did not take them seriously at all. He continued to work as usual even if the imperial physician knocked himself to death, and he also forbade the imperial physician to tell anyone about his illness.

Wang Jinling also tried to persuade him, but the Ninth Prince refused to listen: "I know my own body very well. I will not die."

Wang Jinling really had no choice but to take on a lot of work so that the Ninth Prince could have more time and rest.

But the Ninth Prince refused to stop. As soon as he woke up, he insisted on preparing Su Wenqing's funeral personally, and he was determined to make Su Wenqing's funeral grand and solemn.

If I couldn't let Su Wenqing enjoy any honor when he was alive, then I couldn't let Su Wenqing suffer any grievance after I die.

This time, Wang Jinling did not try to persuade him. Instead, he accompanied the Ninth Prince to hold Su Wenqing's funeral.

Su Wenqing's biggest dream in life is to make a name for himself and be crowned a king or a noble. According to Su Wenqing's current merits, he can naturally be crowned a marquis, but the Ninth Prince did not confer any title on Su Wenqing.

He had promised Su Wenqing that when he unified the country, he would appoint him as an official and allow him to serve in the court, so that the descendants of the Su family would no longer have to worry about the opinions of court officials.

He will fulfill this promise. After the Kyushu continent is unified, his first thing to do is to reward Su Wenqing, the hero.

At the funeral, the Ninth Prince met Su Wenhang. Looking at the child who was only as tall as his waist and wearing mourning for Su Wenqing, the Ninth Prince blamed himself.

He was unable to go forward to comfort Su Wenhang, so he could only instruct Wang Jinling and Zuo An to take good care of Su Wenhang, treat him the same as Feng Jin, and never let Su Wenhang suffer any grievances. He also asked Tong Jue to take personal care of Su Wenhang and enlighten him well.

After the funeral, the Ninth Prince stayed in bed for another three days. Fortunately, the Ninth Prince had a strong ability to recover and a good foundation. The herbs prepared by the Valley Master and Chi Lianshui were all carefully selected. Although the Ninth Prince was covered in wounds, he managed to hold on.

I thought that the Ninth Prince Uncle would have a good rest this time, but unexpectedly, he still refused to stop and turned around to devote himself to dealing with the affairs of the Supreme Emperor. He was busying himself to death.

At the beginning, Wang Jinling didn't notice anything. He just thought that the Ninth Uncle was under too much pressure and wanted to resolve the matter as soon as possible. However, for seven or eight days in a row, the Ninth Uncle collapsed in front of the desk due to exhaustion, which made Wang Jinling think more.

"Did something happen between you and Qingchen? Why didn't she return to Beijing?" Wang Jinling deliberately found an opportunity to talk to the Ninth Uncle.

When Qingchen did not go back to the capital with him, Wang Jinling wanted to ask what happened. However, as soon as the Ninth Prince returned to the capital, he left them with a lot of things to do, and both of them were extremely busy. Later, the Ninth Prince fell into a coma, and he could not find any opportunity.

The Ninth Prince raised his eyes to glance at Wang Jinling and said nothing. He continued to bury his head in his desk. It seemed that he was going to finish reading the memorial that was half a person's height.

Wang Jinling was never someone who was easily fooled. When the Ninth Prince kept silent, Wang Jinling stepped forward and pressed the memorial on the table: "Qingchen was fine, why did he go to Xuanyi Valley?" This was the answer given by the Ninth Prince when he came to Beijing.

"Take care of the fetus." This time, the Ninth Prince quickly answered, but this answer made Wang Jinling feel heartbroken for a moment. However, Wang Jinling quickly returned to normal and smiled, "So Qingchen is pregnant, congratulations to you... guys."

“If you don’t want to laugh, don’t laugh. It’s ugly.” Seeing that someone was as upset as he was, the Ninth Prince finally felt a little better.

"I'm really happy for Qingchen." After the buffering period, the smile on Wang Jinling's face became more and more natural. As he said himself, he was really happy for Qingchen.

As for the Ninth Prince? He had never been concerned about him. As long as he didn't die, that was enough.

"Hmph..." The Ninth Prince snorted coldly and took out the memorial from Wang Jinling's hand. However, he didn't expect Wang Jinling to ask again: "Qingchen is pregnant, why are you not happy at all? Could it be that Qingchen is still unwilling to marry you now?" Just saying it out loud would make him happy.

The Ninth Prince's movements froze, he looked up at Wang Jinling, put down the memorial in his hand, and leaned back tiredly: "Things are complicated."

"Did something really happen?" Wang Jinling asked in surprise.

"You don't need to worry about our affairs." The Ninth Prince's vulnerability only lasted for a moment, and after a moment, he became as cold as ice again.

Wang Jinling looked at the Ninth Uncle, thinking that he couldn't get anything out of him, so he stopped asking. As long as Qingchen was safe, that was enough.

"I don't want anything to go wrong tomorrow. If you have time to care about me, you might as well spend more time on government affairs." The Ninth Prince Uncle turned the topic to government affairs, and Wang Jinling didn't plan to ask any more questions. Thinking of the Ninth Prince Uncle's plan, Wang Jinling couldn't help but persuade him: "The emperor has agreed to go to another palace to recuperate. Why do you have to kill him all?" In the end, if the emperor had not stopped in time, the consequences would have been even more tragic.

"There are no brothers in the royal family. He should have thought of today the moment he made his move. If I lose, he will not let me go." If the emperor continued to be paralyzed in bed, he would not mind taking care of him, but now, the emperor can stand up, and he is restless once he stands up.

Even if it was to make an example of him, the Ninth Uncle would not let the Emperor go easily. Besides, "Why would I want to seize the throne from my nephew if I can succeed to the throne openly?"

The throne originally belonged to him, and he was just taking it back now.

Wang Jinling knew that persuasion was useless, so he could only sigh softly: "I'm keeping an eye on everything, there won't be any problems. At this juncture, no one dares to cause trouble. The emperor has always wanted to see you, but you refused to see him before. Now..."

"I will go to see him." The Ninth Prince interrupted Wang Jinling and said, "It's okay, you can go out." After saying that, he buried his head in reading memorials, looking like he was very busy.

Wang Jinling had a lot to say, but the Ninth Prince stopped him from saying anything, so he had to leave first.

The Ninth Prince had a serious look on his face, staring at the memorial without blinking, as if something of great importance was written on it. However, only he knew the truth, and he did not read a single word of it.

He had finally managed to divert his attention with busy work and made himself too busy to think about Qingchen, but Wang Jinling's words wiped out all his efforts during this period.

He simply couldn't stop thinking about Qingchen.

I want to know if she is okay in Xuanyi Valley; I want to know if she has woken up; I want to know how the child is doing; I want to know if Qingchen will forgive him; I want to be with Qingchen...

But he can't.

He is Dong Lingjiu, the future emperor of Dong Ling. He has to put the overall situation first. He cannot abandon everything and accompany Qingchen to Xuanyi Valley. He has to clear all obstacles in the capital before Qingchen returns.

During this period, he couldn't fall asleep at all. As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene on the cliff would appear in his mind uncontrollably, just like when he walked back from the battlefield of human poisoning.

He couldn't control himself. He could only make himself busier and busier, until he had no time to think and was extremely tired. Only then could he barely fall asleep.

Closing his eyes to relieve the bitterness and impatience in his eyes, the Ninth Prince calmed his emotions quietly. After a moment, he opened his eyes again, and they were as calm as an ancient well, just like usual.

Cold and ruthless, not affected by anyone or anything, this is the Ninth Prince of Dongling. With a perfect expression, the Ninth Prince walked towards the palace where the Emperor was.

It's time for the two brothers to meet. I'm afraid there will be no chance again...

There were heavy guards outside the palace, and the emperor had no freedom at all. No one could get close to him except his servants. The emperor was like being in prison here, but it was not enough.

"Tap, tap, tap..." Following the eunuch's shrill announcement, the Ninth Prince walked into the inner hall, ignoring the retired emperor who was sitting on the couch and fiddling with the chessboard, and sat down directly on the upper seat: "You want to see this king."

"Play a game with me." The emperor did not even raise his head and continued to set up the chessboard.

When the Emperor was still the Emperor, he loved to play chess with the Ninth Uncle. At that time, even if the Ninth Uncle was impatient, he would not show it. He would cooperate with the Emperor to play a game, but now...

"Not interested." Yes, he was not interested in dealing with the emperor anymore.

"Pah..." The retired emperor threw the chess piece away and said dejectedly: "This should be the last game of chess between us brothers. Can't you play another game with me?" Even though he was destined to lose, he still wanted to give it a try.

"Brothers?" The Ninth Prince said contemptuously, "What kind of brothers are we? When you burned the imperial edict of the previous emperor and tried to seize my throne, did you consider me a brother? When you put me to death time and time again, did you consider me a brother?"

“Old Nine…” the retired emperor said in a deep voice, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

A person who is used to being an emperor would definitely not be able to stand being questioned like this, especially after he took the initiative to show weakness...