“My lord, you have just woken up and it is really not appropriate for you to have any emotional fluctuations.” Mei Chu swallowed hard. He couldn’t imagine how crazy the Marquis of Dingyuan would be if he learned that his wife had fallen off the cliff.
Furthermore, the current physical condition of Marquis Dingyuan is completely unsuitable for that.
"Dr. Mei, do you think I won't ask others if you don't tell me?"
Jiang He felt a chill run through his body. "Even if no one in this mansion tells me, I'll crawl out of the mansion. Once I'm outside, do you think I won't find out what happened?"
Looking at the determined Jiang He, Mei Chu sighed deeply.
"During the battle with the Great Wei, the Lady was blocked by the men of the rebel King of Da Ning and fell off a cliff near a village."
Mei Chu's voice fell, but Jiang He remained stunned as if he hadn't reacted.
Falling off a cliff...
"Before falling off the cliff, the Empress pierced the right chest of Marquis Lingzhen with a dagger, avenging you, Your Excellency."
A tear slid down Jiang He's cheek. Even though they were all words he could understand, why did he not understand them when they were put together?
"Have you found the Empress?"
As soon as Jiang He opened his mouth, his face immediately turned bright red due to blood rushing to his head.
Mei Chu's eyes narrowed sharply, and he shouted towards the direction outside, "Quickly go and invite the head of the Pei family!"
One silver needle after another was thrust into Jiang He. The head of the Pei family said helplessly, "My lord, you must not get emotional, it will affect your lifespan."
"Mei Chu, have you found the Empress?"
"No."
After Mei Chu answered Jiang He's question, the Pei family head and Pei Zhi also quieted down.
When he was giving Jiang He acupuncture, he could see that Jiang He's eyes were wet.
Jiang He fell silent, and his subordinates waiting outside breathed a sigh of relief. However, Mei Chu and the Pei family father and daughter's expressions grew increasingly solemn.
"Dr. Mei, you are also a doctor, so you must know about the Marquis's current condition."
The head of the Pei family spoke to Mei Chu privately, saying, "If things continue like this, there's nothing I can do."
Mental illness is difficult to cure.
“The Marquis only has one younger sister, his wife.” Mei Chu forced a smile. “I will do my best.”
The head of the Pei family rubbed his fingers together, a habit typical of those who frequently perform acupuncture.
"Azhi, did you hear how Doctor Mei addressed the Empress Dowager of Daqing just now?"
"lady."
Pei Zhi, who had been silent all along, had been observing what was happening around her. "And yesterday, Doctor Mei called the young emperor 'Young Master,' he is Emperor Zhaoyuan's man."
"It seems that Emperor Zhaoyuan truly cares about his wife and children."
The head of the Pei family glanced at Jiang He's room; this trip had yielded quite a few unexpected gains.
......
"My lord, please have something to eat."
Jiang He looked at the bowl of white porridge in front of him, reached out and took it. "Dr. Mei, I would like to hear how Ayu fought that battle."
As Mei Chu recounted the events that had occurred in the Great Wei and the Eastern Qing Kingdom some time ago, Jiang He sipped his white porridge.
Only after Mei Chu finished speaking did Jiang He take a handkerchief and wipe his mouth.
"What about Hengxian? How is Axi doing?"
Mei Chu thought of Bai Qian, paused for a few seconds, and said, "My lord, the madam is doing well."
He cannot tell the Marquis and his wife that they are pregnant, lest the Marquis act impulsively and put himself in danger in order to avenge his wife.
Furthermore, it is up to Lady Hou to decide whether or not to inform Lord Hou of this joyous occasion of the birth of a son.
Jiang He nodded. "I understand."
Mei Chu left the room in fear. The candlelight inside had never gone out, and in the flickering candlelight, Jiang He made a clear understanding of what had happened recently.
......
"Uncle, are you feeling better today?"
When Jiang He saw Gu Qingyan the next day, he was able to force a smile.
"Much better, Ayan has lost weight."
Looking at Gu Qingyan, Jiang He felt extremely heartbroken. Her most trusted mother had fallen off a cliff, yet Ayan still had to shoulder everything in Daqing.
"Have things been handled well in Great Wei and Dongqing Kingdom?" Jiang He waved his hand, gesturing for Gu Qingyan to sit on the edge of the bed. Gu Qingyan thoroughly enjoyed Jiang He's intimacy.
"Uncle, rest assured. While Kui Ruo is handling the aftermath there, I have also dispatched several trustworthy court officials to the Great Wei and the Eastern Qing Kingdom respectively."
As Gu Qingyan was speaking, his eyes suddenly felt hot, but thankfully his uncle woke up.
No one knows how precious this simple conversation was to him during this time; the people who could speak to him like that were not by his side.
"Good boy." Jiang He patted Gu Qingyan's head. "How's the investigation into the mole going?"
A ruthless glint flashed in Jiang He's eyes. He had figured out the whole thing. There were two people who deserved to die the most: one was the rebel King Jing Zhao, and the other was the traitor who had been by their side all along.
If there hadn't been an inside traitor, how could Jing Zhao have blocked A Yan's escape route so precisely?
Also, how did Ling Zhenhou know about Ayu's past life?
Gu Qingyan shook his head. He sent people to investigate Qin Wei again, but still found no clues.
"Ayan also knows about his past life, right?"
Jiang He was trembling all over when he said those words.
“Uncle, Mother never blamed you for what happened in our past life.” Gu Qingyan sat up straight. “Although you severed ties with Mother, you still cared about her in your heart.”
"Otherwise, you wouldn't have been deceived by Gu Qingling and the others for so long."
Jiang He forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Ayan, I just feel that your mother... has suffered too much."
The Jiang family has only had one daughter in several generations. If the ancestors knew how much suffering A-Yu had endured, would they not be able to rest in peace even in the afterlife?
"Uncle, I need to see her alive or dead. I still believe that Mother will be alright."
Gu Qingyan grabbed Jiang He's hand, "Uncle, please get well soon, okay?"
There was even a hint of fear in Gu Qingyan's eyes, which almost broke Jiang He's heart.
"Uncle promises you, I will get better soon."
Gu Qingyan chatted with Jiang He for a while before leaving the Marquis of Dingyuan's residence to return to the palace.
After Gu Qingyan left, Jiang He's aura became chillingly cold.
"Cough cough cough—"
A coughing fit rang out, and Jiang He clutched his chest in pain. The aftereffects of the toxins made him feel as if his heart would stop beating at any moment.
"My lord, are you alright?"
Mei Chu's voice rang out from outside. Jiang He lightly patted his chest and said, "I'm fine, Dr. Mei. You should go back inside and rest too."
There was another rustling sound.
Jiang He lay on the bed and slowly closed his eyes, going through the names of those who knew the truth about his past life in his mind.
A mole?
There must be no traitor among his men.
Neither Ling Mama nor Wanji, who were by Ayu's side, would do that either.
Only Gu Lin and A Yan remained.
He does have a good idea.
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