Lian Shenwei would not go down.

"It's a rainy night and the weather is cold. Your Highness should go back quickly." He closed his eyes and said, "Keep going."

Eunuch Li was in a dilemma. After a while, he raised his hand and told the servants carrying the sedan chair to move forward. He then trotted over and said to Jing Jue in a somewhat fearful tone, "Your Highness, your servant..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Ying Jingjue turn around and follow behind the sedan chair without saying a word.

"Ouch! Your Highness, how can we do this?"

Eunuch Li could only be thankful that it was raining and late at night, and there was no one else on the road except the guards on duty. Otherwise, if this scene got out, who knows how it would be spread.

It was not until they arrived outside the palace gate that the sedan chair was put down and Lian Shenwei saw Tiannan who had been waiting outside.

He said nothing, but waved his hand.

Tiannan's heart skipped a beat, and he came over calmly and extended his arm.

When the master stood up, Tiannan realized that the master had almost put all his weight on him. He was sensitive to the fact that the master's breathing was not as disordered as usual.

The situation is even more serious than before the palace.

And...why is the master's body temperature so hot!

The more anxious Tiannan got, the more tense his face became, and it looked really scary.

"The Regent."

Ying Jingjue said calmly behind him.

Lian Shenwei paused, but turned aside and asked, "You don't want to call me teacher anymore?"

"Teacher," Ying Jingjue paused and said, "I came to see you this time because of the Wei Mansion incident. I heard that the Wei Mansion incident was caused by a fire without any reason. Although it has nothing to do with you, it is inevitable that some people will slander you."

Lian Shenwei nodded: "What do you want to do, Your Highness?"

Ying Jingjue said calmly, "I came here to discuss with you, teacher, that I can take over the affairs of the Wei Mansion. Teacher, rest assured, I will never let any unpleasant rumors reach your ears."

The young man's eyes fell on his frozen blue fingers and paused.

After hearing the young prince's words, the regent king did not seem to realize the hidden intention behind his words. Or maybe he did, but he just let this wolf cub do it with a nonchalant attitude.

As if he was somewhat interested, Lian Shenwei took two slow steps and said, "The matter of the Wei Mansion only needs to be finished, so it's okay to hand it over to you."

He took the opportunity to put the hand warmer he had been holding into the young Chu Jun's cold hands and smiled: "It's cold, Your Highness, go back and rest."

The warm hand warmer made Ying Jingjue stunned.

Lian Shenwei did not give him a chance to speak. Tiannan stepped forward, helped him into the carriage, and then he rode faster and whipped the horse to the Regent's Palace.

Ying Jingjue stayed where he was, holding the hand warmer, his lips pursed into a tight line.

When the incident at Wei Mansion happened, Ying Jingjue was surprisingly calm.

Coupled with Luan Qingan's death not long ago, he seemed to have completed an apparently inconspicuous transformation in a short period of time.

He felt that his previous behavior of holding back and not daring to do anything too drastic was extremely stupid.

He always tries to leave a way out for everything, but others won't give him even a chance to breathe.

Now that Wei Li was dead, the power that could be seized in this matter was only a remnant of the past, but it was extremely valuable to him. Because the subsequent handling of the Wei Mansion involved almost all departments of the court, as long as he operated properly, he could place his own people there.

He wanted to do this, little by little, to drain away the power from Lian Shenwei.

How could Eunuch Li dare to ask him to walk back alone? He immediately held an umbrella for him and stayed by his side.

Ying Jingjue walked back calmly, with more and more people following him, including the young eunuch and the guards from the East Palace who rushed over after hearing the news.

His status is extremely noble and he is destined to sit on the supreme and lonely throne.

In the long, dark, windy and rainy palace corridor, with bamboo curtains half-drawn and wind chimes tinkling, he held the hand warmer in his arms and felt that this road was much warmer than the one he had come here.

The Regent's Palace fell into chaos.

Tiannan helped Lian Shenwei, who had fainted as soon as he entered the bedroom, to the bed with a cold face.

When Feng Ke rushed over, the first moment he saw Lian Shenwei's expression, he cursed softly and his face became solemn.

"Come on, Tiannan, tell me, what has this guy been doing now?!"

Tiannan quickly explained the situation, focusing on the fact that Lian Shenwei felt depressed when he was in Wei's house. "At that time, I clearly saw that my master was not angry, and his emotions were far from excited. Mr. Feng, how is my master doing now?"

Feng Ke could clearly feel Lian Shenwei's disordered pulse under his fingers and he simply didn't know how to scold him.

No emotions? Not exciting? That's ridiculous!

How could he remain calm when anything had to do with Fudu Villa?

Although he is covered in the skin of the extremely stable regent, he is more thoughtful than anyone else.

The friend lying unconscious on the bed was unaware. Feng Ke looked at him and said angrily: "You said you——"

After a pause, he said with a headache: "Forget it, I owe you."

Feng Ke: "Your master can't use many basic medicinal herbs. He can't take the medicine for treating colds, so he can only boil it. Go find some wine to rub his body to cool him down, and then go to my room and get the box I put on the high attic."

Tiannan went there in a hurry.

Ye Mingqin was also awakened and ran back and forth to help, not sleeping for most of the night.

She was going to take up her post in the Imperial Prison tomorrow, but she insisted on staying with her brother, so she was driven back by Feng Ke fiercely.

He opened the brocade box, and inside was a small piece of cork-like medicine with a strange fragrance. He carefully cut off a tiny bit with a silver knife and put it into Lian Shenwei's mouth, asking him to hold it.

"Who in the world is as rich as you to use such a thing to suppress the cold..." Feng Ke muttered to himself and put it away with a distressed look on his face.

He stretched his waist and said sleepily, "Come on, just look after your master. If he wakes up in five days, it's fine. If he doesn't wake up..."

"What will happen?" Tiannan asked nervously.

Feng Ke: "If he doesn't wake up, I'll let him see again."

Tiannan: “…”

Gong Du was conscious and had wandered out of his own sea of ​​consciousness.

After his body fell into coma, his consciousness seemed to have also fallen into coma. If his eyes had not occasionally opened and he had not been eating snacks in a daze, Xiao Guangtuan almost thought he was falling asleep.

It said worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Gong Du was exhausted: "&*@￥#..."

Xiao Guangtuan leaned in to listen, and only then did he hear what he said: "It should be fine for now."

Small light group: "..."

A little panicked.

Gong Du moved a little, his ears were drooping, and he curled himself up into the furry little tent, squinting with sleepiness.

I want to sleep and I want to rot.

Perhaps Gong Du himself did not expect that this random illness would have such a great impact on his own soul.

Although he really wanted to mess it up and he really didn't write a script, the script in his mind kept turning pages and he didn't want it to be like this, but he couldn't control it...

Scriptwriting has become a habit, and it’s hard to change it in a short time.

There are three protagonists in this world. One is Ying Jingjue, who has the script of The King Reigns Over the World; the second protagonist is Young Marquis Li Ningfeng, who has the script of Famous Generals’ Conquests; and the third protagonist is Ye Mingqin, who has the script of Famous Minister and Female Prime Minister.

The three of them revived the declining Great Prosperity and ushered in a new era of prosperity.

In the original world line, Lian Shenwei did not have much involvement with Li Ningfeng and Ye Mingqin.

Gong Du didn't intend to do so. Even if his soul was scattered, designing the script to harvest luck seemed to be imprinted in his instinct.

The kinship between this body and Ying Jingjue was a natural script that he did not need to deliberately write.

He adopted Ye Mingqin and gained a lot of favor over the years. His purpose was to prevent himself from becoming useless and to have a guaranteed amount of luck value when he left this world.

Li Ningfeng accidentally learned one of the inherited sword techniques of Fudu Villa in order to deepen his bond with the protagonist.

After all, in many places in the martial arts world, inheritance relationships and master-disciple relationships are sometimes much more important than the relationship between ordinary brothers or fathers and sons.

Therefore, as Li Ningfeng was the only one who had learned Ajie's swordsmanship in all these years and possessed a talent for martial arts, it was only natural that he treated Li Ningfeng a little specially and well.

Moreover, that guy had an unruly and unruly character. Apart from respecting his teachers, Gong Du felt that there wasn't much he could do to him.

Gong Du yawned.

He has no formal script in this world, but every step is calculated.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he is accustomed to using his real or fake "pain" and "weakness" to gain the greatest emotional feedback from others.

Still very tired...

Miyato arranged his own death a long time ago, at the earliest possible time.

He can take advantage of this coma to stay in the sea of ​​consciousness for a few more days.

Xiao Guangtuan was not a fool. He roughly guessed that this random disease had had a big impact on Gong Du, but Gong Du didn't tell him anything.

It couldn't help but feel anxious, and after thinking for a long time with a heavy heart, it connected with the world consciousness of this world to discuss things.

After the news of the Regent's illness spread, various forces reacted differently.

During the morning court session the next day, Marquis Zhongyi was dressed neatly, with one of his iron calves resting on the ground, and he attracted 100% of the attention on his way.

He was prepared to quarrel with Lian Shenwei in the court, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't come today.

Sick? How could it be such a coincidence?

Marquis Zhongyi looked strange. Could it be that he didn't come just to avoid him?

Ying Jingjue was not as excited as other ministers who were filled with righteous indignation. Instead, he followed the trend and reported to Emperor Jingcheng that he would take over the subsequent affairs of the Wei Mansion.

Emperor Jingcheng looked at him deeply, pondered for a moment, and said, "Since this is the case, the Regent Prince is ill, and the Nan'an fraud case cannot be delayed. Before the Regent Prince wakes up, you will handle the Wei Mansion affairs together."

Ying Jingjue was stunned and looked up subconsciously.

The Nan'an fraud case is a different matter from the Wei Mansion's affairs. Everyone knows that Wei Li died unjustly, and dealing with the Wei Mansion's affairs is just a small matter.

But the former was a case that all the princes were eyeing and wanted to take over.

The cheating candidates need to bribe the examiners with money, and the examiners are related to the local education officials. If there is no vested interest in the exchange of interests between the officials, the cheating would not be carried out smoothly.

As long as he gets the power of this case and successfully solves the Nan'an fraud case, his status in the court will immediately improve a lot.

The eldest and third princes also thought of this, and stepped forward one after another: "My younger brother is young, please allow me to assist him!"

The ministers who stood with them naturally spoke on their behalf.

It seemed that they were about to quarrel again.

Emperor Jingcheng raised his hand and said, "Okay, the crown prince can do it alone. He is the crown prince of our dynasty. If he can't do this well, he will fail my expectations of him."

As soon as these words came out, Ying Jingjue calmed down quickly. He glanced at his two brothers who had different expressions on their faces, and came up with a plan in his mind.

If the Nan'an fraud case is not handled properly, his position as the future crown prince may be even more unstable than before.

If it's done successfully...

Ying Jingjue sneered in his heart, how could it be completed smoothly? Who knows how many traps there are.

However, he still took the case without any change of expression, and said respectfully: "I will definitely live up to your expectations!"