Chapter 293 Entering the Palace, Whatever You Fear Will Come True
Lin Miaoyin was in a heavy mood, but helpless. In the end, she could only sigh deeply. Without the care of her mother and the love of her father, it would be difficult for her to survive even if she was the prince.
This child has a hard life.
I hope he will be born into a good family in his next life.
When the young prince of Qi got into trouble, the news spread widely in Shengjing.
"Ah... King Qi is so pitiful. He lost his wife and son one after another. It's so pitiful."
"Who says it's not true? I heard that the King of Qi was so sad that he vomited blood. He seemed to have aged ten years overnight."
"Yes, I am too sick to get out of bed."
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Three days later, the Prince of Qi's Mansion held a funeral for the young prince.
When the King of Qi appeared in front of the crowd holding the spirit tablet that he had carved for the young prince himself, he looked thin, his eyes were red, his chin was covered with stubble, and he didn't even have a trimmed beard, which was very different from his previous dignified and steady image.
When everyone saw his appearance, they sighed and were full of sympathy for him. Even those with heartless hearts sighed miserably when they heard about this.
The hemp rope breaks only at the thinnest part, how pitiful!
With the tacit approval of Emperor Ming, the young prince's funeral was held grandly.
Prince Shu Beigong Shu brought his princess consort to attend the event, Prince An Beigong Yi specifically asked Emperor Ming for an imperial decree to lift the ban for one day, and even Beigong Yu, who had always looked down on Prince Qi, went to pay his respects on the orders of Concubine Chen.
Emperor Ming was heartbroken and ordered that the young prince be buried in the imperial mausoleum.
The Prince of Qi stood in front of the young prince's coffin the whole time and followed the funeral procession all the way to the imperial mausoleum.
Because Lin Miaoyin's due date was approaching and Beigong You was seriously ill, she sent her housekeeper to express her condolences. When she heard the news from Yuzhu, she felt that the King of Qi was putting on a show.
If the young master's finger had not been severed, she might have thought that the King of Qi was affectionate, but now it seemed that what the King of Qi did was more like something he did deliberately to show off.
"The Prince of Qi's Mansion killed all the servants who were taking care of the young master?"
"That's right." Yuzhu shuddered at the thought, "More than 20 or 30 lives, just killed without any reason..."
Lin Miaoyin's guess became deeper, but she said nothing in the end.
Although she felt pity and sympathy for the young master, she had neither the ability nor the position to seek justice for him.
"Let's go and see Prince Ning." She shook her head to dispel the heaviness in her heart.
On the way to Shochikuin, she walked around the garden.
Her due date was in the middle of the twelfth lunar month. In order to ensure a smooth delivery, she became a hands-off manager. The affairs of Yipin Pot were handed over to Dingxiang and Xiaodie, and the affairs of the mansion were handed over to Yuzhu. She would go to see Beigong You after dinner every day. She did not ride in a sedan chair, but just took a stroll to prepare for her delivery in the future.
As soon as they arrived at Songzhuyuan, Feng Ming brought bad news, "Princess, the last lung source has also had an accident."
"Dead?" Lin Miaoyin frowned, "What happened?"
What you fear will come true.
The original plan was to replace Beigong You's lungs as soon as possible, but he fell into a coma two days ago due to anxiety about the source of the lungs. Now all his indicators are unqualified and surgery is impossible.
Even though she was anxious, she could only wait.
She was worried that she might start the disease prematurely and that there might be problems with her lungs.
Unexpectedly, I still couldn't escape.
Dingxiang and Xiaodie took so long to select five people, but four of them died at once. The murderer of the first four people has not been found yet, and now the only remaining one, Miaomiao, is also gone.
If we find a new lung source...
Even if she could wait, Beigong You's body might not be able to.
"My princess, early this morning, the Dali Temple sent us a message. The chief judge of the Dali Temple said that he had been personally guarding Feiyuan for two days and two nights. He didn't dare to close his eyes for fear of an accident. But after enduring for so long, his body couldn't take it anymore. He was worried that the murderer would act when he was slack, so he asked us to take Feiyuan back to the palace first. But who knew that an accident happened as soon as we went out..." They took every precaution, but they never expected that Feiyuan would be killed by the jailer who was escorting him behind them.
Feng Ming and Gu Yu Shuang Jiang behind him both lifted their robes and knelt down, "I failed to protect Fei Yuan, please forgive me, Princess."
The three men were injured and looked in a miserable state, obviously having just been in a fight.
Lin Miaoyin felt heavy-hearted.
Accidents occurred one after another during the selection of Lung Source, and it was obvious that someone did not want Beigong You to live.
It is one thing that Emperor Ming disliked Beigong You, but it is another thing that the murderer blatantly murdered Beigong You under his nose.
She was not interested in these conspiracies, but her two months of hard work had been ruined, and this matter was not over yet!
"Let's go into the palace!"
Lin Miaoyin went to the palace with anger in her heart. Feng Ming was so moved by her expression that he almost cried.
He knew that the princess cared about the prince!
Regardless of her own health, she was determined to seek justice for the prince.
He immediately ordered behind him: "You two, follow me to escort the princess into the palace!"
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Imperial study.
Emperor Ming sat on the dragon throne with a gloomy face. Xu Zhe knelt beside him, sweating profusely, not knowing why he was so unlucky.
I thought everything would be fine if I handed the prisoner over to the people in Prince Ning's Mansion, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened.
At that time, he was making love with his new nineteenth concubine when Guo Da suddenly came to inform him that a prisoner had died at the gate of the Dali Temple. He was so frightened that he collapsed on the spot.
After I realized what was happening, I was sweating all over my back and felt cold all over.
He almost didn't have time to put on his pants when he rolled off the couch, and hurried to the Dali Temple.
As he was speeding along, he saw the pool of blood in front of the main office of the Dali Temple. His head suddenly buzzed and he was stunned.
Couldn’t this damn assassin have taken action a little later?
Now Feiyuan died in front of the gate of Dali Temple. As the Minister of Dali Temple, he will be skinned alive if he doesn't die!
He was just wailing when Emperor Ming summoned him.
Faced with the wrath of Emperor Ming, Xu Zhe's legs trembled with regret and he felt so regretful that he wanted to slap himself twice.
He shouldn't take it lightly.
If he had known this earlier, he should have sent the person to Prince Ning's Mansion in person.
Now, the poor protection is a small matter, but it would be terrible if the emperor suspected that he had embezzled money.
"Your son greets His Majesty." When Lin Miaoyin rushed to the imperial study, she saw Xu Zhe standing trembling in front of the desk. In addition to the expression of grief on his face, there seemed to be a trace of...guilt.
What is he guilty about?
Feeling the doubt in her eyes, Xu Zhe felt like crying but had no tears.
Feiyuan died in front of the Dali Temple, and the person who did it was wearing the skin of the Dali Temple jailer. It was hard for him not to suspect that gentleman.
This mindless assassination is so much like his style!
You know, everyone knows that he is King Jing's man, how could he not feel guilty?
Lin Miaoyin withdrew her gaze from Xu Zhe and bowed to Emperor Ming with her big belly. "Father, all the lung donors who meet the requirements have been killed. I'm afraid it's too late to find a new lung donor for Prince Ning's health. Please make the decision for me."
Emperor Ming's face was extremely gloomy. He directly swept the memorial on the table to Xu Zhe, "What on earth is going on?"
As soon as he knew about the incident in the Dali Temple, he immediately summoned Xu Zhe to the palace.
Before anything could be done, Lin Miaoyin arrived.
Xu Zhe bowed again and told the whole story, "Your Majesty, I was not in the Dali Temple at the time, and I was not aware of the assassination!"
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