Chapter 291: Weak and Powerless



Chapter 291: Weak and Powerless

"It's really her." Chu Jinyan said coldly. Her elegant and gorgeous appearance had a touch of gorgeous color in her eyebrows and eyes. Her eyes were filled with a dark light, and her thin lips were pursed into a sharp and sarcastic arc. "She relied on her father's indulgence to do whatever she wanted in the capital. Did she really think that no matter what she did, she would be pardoned in the end?"

Sheng Xian lowered his head and remained silent.

The master can arrogantly scold the princess, but he, a servant, cannot follow suit.

Although I cursed a lot in my heart.

Humph, this woman actually dared to touch the sweetheart of His Highness. She is dead!

"Master, should we..." Sheng Xian said, and stroked his neck with one hand, making a killing gesture.

Chu Jinyan looked at Sheng Xian meaningfully, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Sheng Xian: “…”

What's wrong? Is his idea a bad one?

Could it be that the eldest princess had to assassinate His Highness, and they couldn't give him a taste of his own medicine?

"How is Zheng Wenwu's injury recovering?" Chu Jinyan suddenly asked without any context.

Sheng Xian was unable to follow his jumping off topic for a moment, and was stunned for a moment before saying: "No... not completely healed, but I can get out of bed and walk around a little bit."

It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. Zheng Wenwu broke several bones. It has been less than a month and he can barely get out of bed, but it will take some time for him to fully recover.

Why is Your Highness suddenly concerned about Zheng Wenwu's injury?

Chu Jinyan didn't respond, but leaned against the head of the bed with a cold look in his eyes.

At this time, a servant knocked on the door gently and said anxiously: "Your Highness, the emperor is here and will soon walk into the courtyard."

He came over jogging. The emperor's arrival shocked everyone. Butler Deng quickly asked him to come over and pass on a message to His Highness.

Chu Jinyan: “Got it.”

He said he understood, but his body did not move.

Sheng Xian quickly opened the door and saw a bright yellow figure striding towards the courtyard in the distance, followed by a group of imperial guards.

Emperor Chengde walked into the courtyard with a gloomy face, and Sheng Xian and the servants knelt down to pay their respects.

"Your servant pays respect to His Majesty."

Emperor Chengde walked past the two men with an expressionless face, without any intention of asking them to stand up, and walked straight into the house.

Hu Qian was a step slower and waved to Sheng Xian: "Guard Sheng, come in."

When the emperor asks him questions later, he must answer them properly.

Sheng Xian responded, quickly got up and followed him in.

Chu Jinyan looked at Emperor Chengde who came into the room and called out, "Father." He pretended to lift the quilt and get up.

"Lie down and don't move." Emperor Chengde said hurriedly.

Sheng Xian quickly brought a chair to the bedside, and Emperor Cheng De sat down. Looking at his son's pale handsome face, he felt so distressed.

"If it weren't for Doctor Miao coming to report, you would have planned to hide such a serious injury from me? What is going on? Who in the imperial city is so bold as to even dare to murder you?"

Sheng Xian was thinking about how to respond appropriately when he suddenly received a cold look from Chu Jinyan, signaling him not to say anything more.

"Who knows? Those people are all very skilled and well-trained. I did catch a few of them for interrogation, but they were very tight-lipped and didn't ask for anything useful. But there aren't many people in the capital who dare to keep assassins and have the guts to assassinate me."

Chu Jinyan looked at Emperor Chengde and said calmly.

"They are so bold that they even dare to murder the prince. I must get to the bottom of this." Emperor Chengde was furious.

"Whatever. I don't want to stay in the capital anyway."

Emperor Chengde was stunned and looked at him fiercely: "What nonsense are you talking about? Where are you going if you are not in the capital?"

Chu Jinyan glanced at Emperor Chengde dimly, "Father, you suddenly brought me back to the capital, which hindered many people's way. There is only one position of crown prince, and I am weak and alone. How can I fight against him? If I stay here, I will be a target for others. I am lucky to have saved my life this time, but next time, father, you will have to wait for me to collect my body."

Sheng Xian quickly looked up at his master, the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and then he silently stepped aside.

It's so unfair. It was clearly found out that it was the eldest princess who did it, but the master's words directly pointed the finger at his own brother, which invisibly discredited everyone.

Your Highness, please take your time...

Weak and alone?

Well, that's not the case on the surface. How can a prince who has just been brought back to the capital compare to a prince who has been cultivating his own power since childhood? It's so miserable!

When Emperor Chengde heard Chu Jinyan's words about collecting his body, his face turned as dark as charcoal.

"Bah, no one would curse their own death."

Chu Jinyan gave Emperor Chengde a look that showed he understood.

Who in the capital would dare to send assassins to assassinate the prince without a certain status?

Minister?

Without the nod from their master, the ministers would not have the courage to commit evil even if they had the intention, so in the end the most suspicious person was the prince.

The concubines in the palace?

Which concubine without a son would do such a thankless job after having nothing to do?

So it is not surprising that Emperor Chengde felt that his other sons were the most suspicious, but there was no evidence to indicate who did it.

It's not that he is blind to the ambitions of his sons. There is only one throne, and who doesn't want to sit on it? Even Emperor Chengde himself had been secretly eyeing the dragon throne of the previous emperor.

But if you want to fight, you can, but I cannot tolerate you having murderous intentions towards your brothers.

Emperor Chengde silently made a note of this to his sons, telling them not to find out who did it, otherwise he would be skinned alive if they did.

What a capable person! He killed his brothers just to fight for the throne while I am still alive.

If I really take this position in the future, will I be able to accommodate my living brothers?

"I know what's going on. You should take good care of your injuries and don't talk about leaving the capital again."

I finally coaxed him to the capital, how can I let him leave so easily?

It seems that we need to mobilize more experts to ensure my son's safety.

Chu Jinyan nodded with a cold face, as if saying, "It's not that I want to stay, but I'm forced to stay for the sake of your father."

Emperor Chengde called in Imperial Physician Miao again, and after asking him carefully about Chu Jinyan's injuries, he left with concern.

Not long after, the Dean, led by five imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau, came to the Eighth Prince's residence with great fanfare. Then everyone in the capital knew that the Eighth Prince was seriously injured and six imperial physicians were gathered to treat him.

Some people even secretly wondered in their hearts that with such a serious injury, could it be that the Eighth Prince would not live long?

"Your Highness the Eighth Prince is here to see you."

Six imperial doctors knelt in unison in front of Chu Jinyan's bed and kowtowed.

This scene is very much like being mourned before death...

Chu Jinyan looked at the head in front of him, raised his hand and pinched his brow: "Stand aside."

He is not dead yet.

Several imperial doctors were frightened when they heard Chu Jinyan's cold voice, and they quickly stood up and stood aside.

As the leader, Yuanzheng had to speak out at this time, so he looked at Chu Jinyan with a wrinkled smile and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor has ordered us to come and treat your injuries."

This is truly the utmost favor. Normally, only when the emperor is sick would he be qualified to consult with so many imperial doctors.

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