The Third Prince came out of the Fourth Prince's Mansion, weakly reached out to hold the servant's hand, and boarded the slowly moving carriage.
His hand, trembling slightly like a candle in the wind, reached for his arm. The poisonous insect on his arm was wriggling slowly like a venomous snake. He picked up the knife and was about to dig the abominable insect out, but it vanished like a cunning fox in an instant.
He felt incredibly powerless, as if he were bound by an invisible net, with no way out. The poisonous insects in his and his mother's bodies were like a demonic curse, controlling them for so many years.
Recently, they have become more active, and they must be secretly plotting a shocking conspiracy against my father.
He knew full well that he and his mother were merely victims of this conspiracy, cannon fodder destined to be discarded. He had to sever his ties with Ah Zhao as soon as possible and not let him be drawn into this vortex, lest he lose his life because of him.
He leaned heavily against the wall of the carriage, closed his eyes tightly, and tears silently slid down from the corners of his eyes.
Recently, the Emperor's birthday is approaching, and the capital is bustling with activity. Officials from all over the country are flocking to the capital to present gifts to the Emperor.
There were also envoys from various countries eating, drinking and having fun in the streets, decorating the streets and alleys of the capital. The streets were full of carriages and horses, flowing like dragons.
This year, Your Majesty celebrates his 45th birthday, and the country is peaceful and prosperous. The Queen Mother, after consulting with her ministers, has decided to hold this year's Longevity Festival with exceptional grandeur.
Zhenguogong Mansion
Three-bedroom Buhuaxuan
In the evening, after dinner, the group lazily lounged on lounge chairs and leisurely fished by the lotus pond. Fourth Master Jiang Yiyun, on the shore, played with the fish that jumped out of the bucket.
Jiang Zhixu looked back at the others and said to Jiang Shuyan with a smile, "Third Brother, you are now serving as the Minister of the Honglu Temple, in charge of diplomacy and etiquette. I'm sure you must be exhausted these past few days, right?"
Jiang Shuyan stretched his arms, which felt as if weighed down by a heavy burden, his face filled with fatigue. "Isn't that so? These past few days, envoys from all over the world have arrived in the capital. The capital is bustling, but we've been incredibly busy. I guess we'll be this busy until the Wanshou Festival."
Jiang Zhixu looked back at his wife who was nodding like a chick pecking at rice, and said earnestly:
"Lin'er, you guys better behave yourself these few days and don't run around and cause trouble. During the Wanshou Festival, envoys from various countries and officials from all over the country will be here. If you bump into someone, or someone bumps into you, you'll be in big trouble."
Jiang Shulin groggily responded, turned over, and tried to fall asleep again. Jiang Zhixu smiled helplessly, then turned to Jiang Shuyan and said, "You should also take care of yourself and don't get exhausted. This diplomatic matter cannot tolerate any mistakes."
As they were talking, a servant suddenly came running over like a gust of wind and whispered something in Jiang Zhixu's ear. Jiang Zhixu's face instantly turned gloomy, like the sky before a storm. He stood up and said to everyone, "I've heard news from the palace that the emperor wants to see me and the commander. I have to go to the palace to take a look."
Jiang Shuyan also stood up suddenly, his face full of worry, as if shrouded by a dark cloud. He asked worriedly, "Did something happen? Is there something hidden?"
Jiang Zhixu frowned tightly, like a mountain, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know either. We will know the answer when we go into the palace. Don't relax at home. At this critical moment, anything can happen." After that, he hurriedly left the lotus pond like an arrow and rushed towards the palace.
The next morning, Jin Linlin slowly awoke, looking like a newly opened peach blossom, delicate and charming. Chunxue had just brought her companions in when Qiuyu rushed in like a gust of wind, as light as a butterfly, bowing and greeting, "Madam, Xia Heng, who is with the Second Master, is outside. He seems anxious and waiting to see you."
Jin Linlin glanced back, her beautiful eyes filled with a mist of doubt, and she asked softly, "Did the Second Master come back from the palace last night?"
Qiuyu whispered softly in her ear, "I saw Jia Yi this morning, and he said he hadn't come back yet."
Jin Linlin's brows were furrowed like a mountain, as if they could pinch a fly to death. She quickly moved to the hall. At this time, Xia Heng was already in the hall, anxious like an ant on fire, pacing around non-stop. When he saw Jin Linlin, he even forgot to greet her and said incoherently:
"Second Madam, the Second Master returned from the palace this morning. He vomited blood and fainted as soon as he returned to his study. We called in the imperial physician, but he couldn't find out what was wrong. Now his nose has started bleeding too. We really don't know what to do. We can only come to you early this morning to ask for help."
Jin Linlin turned around and said to Chunxue, "Go to the inner room and get me the box from the bedside drawer. Qiuyu, let's go to the front yard first."
Jin Linlin, surrounded by her maids and servants, came to Jiang Zhixu's study in the front yard. At this moment, the study was crowded with doctors, like a group of ants on a hot pot.
Seeing the Second Madam, everyone slowly retreated like a tide, making way for Jin Linlin. With Qiuyu's support, Jin Linlin came to Jiang Zhixu's bedside.
Seeing that Jiang Zhixu was unconscious, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and nose, she picked up her handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from him, and asked anxiously:
"Have you examined the Second Master? What's going on?"
All the doctors lowered their heads. One of the imperial physicians slowly said, "We can't diagnose the cause. This pulse seems to be poisonous, but it's not. We've never seen this kind of pulse before. We are truly helpless."
Jin Linlin said softly, "Jia Yi will send off all the doctors. Here are the consultation fees." Without saying anything, Jia Yi respectfully sent all the doctors out. Only Jiang Zhixu's confidants remained in the study.
Jin Linlin glanced at Chunxue, who understood. She came to Jin Linlin and carefully opened the box. Inside lay two incense sticks. Jin Linlin was quick to take one of the incense sticks out and handed it to Xia Heng.
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