After being read, the abstinent prince bullies others with his wife every day

With just a quick glance, one could already feel the chill in those dark eyes; it was clearly a warning.

Chen Zhao paused and said, "Master, tell him to stop interfering in other people's business?"

So is he going to save him... or not?

Lin Shuning was completely unaware of this and was still marveling at the man in her heart. If it weren't for the fact that the man was injured, Lin Shuning really wanted to touch him all night.

Counting the time, the man should be waking up soon. Lin Shuning wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, stood up and patted the dust off his body, reluctantly saying: "When you wake up, leave here quickly, otherwise if someone in the mansion finds you, I can't save you, and we won't see each other again."

With his sleeves fluttering, Lin Shuning turned around and left, soon disappearing.

Jiang Yu opened his eyes and sat up. Although his face was pale, his eyes were sparkling.

Even the master of the Divine Doctor Valley had no way to cure his poison. This woman is so arrogant.

Who is she?

Also, why could he hear this woman's thoughts?

Jiang Yu's eyes became darker and darker. This woman had too many secrets. He raised the corners of his mouth and said calmly, "See you later."

Chen Zhao flew down, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "My lord, it is my incompetence that caused you to be seriously injured and put in danger, and..."

The rest of the words brewed on the tip of his tongue for a while, but in the end he didn't dare to say it out loud.

Jiang Yu raised his hand: "It's okay."

He didn't let Chen Zhao come over just now because he wanted to listen more to the woman's inner thoughts.

Chen Zhao heaved a sigh of relief: "My Lord, there is news from His Majesty, asking you to enter the palace immediately. Your injury cannot be delayed, and it is not appropriate to see the emperor now. It is better to refuse."

"No need," Jiang Yu stood up. The burning sensation from the poison had long since disappeared. Only the wound was still aching, but it was harmless. "The wound has been treated. Father can't wait. Let's go to the palace now."

As clouds gradually rose, the night became darker than the sea.

When Lin Shuning returned to Xiyuan, his face darkened and his good mood just disappeared.

This original owner was indeed an unpopular person.

It's not only that the West Garden where they live is remote, but it was also where the servants of the mansion lived in the past. Now it's abandoned and given to the original owner to live in. The huge yard is desolate and secluded.

The crows in the trees were wailing, and it sounded particularly creepy in the dark night.

Lin Shuning was not afraid, but was angry for the original owner.

She walked quickly into the room and lit the oil lamp. The furnishings in the room were simple.

Lin Shuning noticed the teapot on the table at a glance. The previous fuss made her mouth dry, so she walked over and prepared to pour herself a glass of water.

I picked up the teapot and found that it was empty.

She cursed inwardly and placed the teapot heavily on the table: "Someone, come! Pour me some water!"

She remembered that the original owner had a maid named Dongyue.

There were footsteps outside the door, and the door was pushed open, revealing a disdainful and mean face: "Miss San, if you want to drink water, just go get it yourself. Don't you have hands? I don't know what you did so late at night. You only know how to make trouble when you come back!"

Although Lin Shuning was mentally prepared, he didn't expect that even this little maid would have such a bad temper.

She raised her eyebrows and looked over, saying coldly, "I have to pour myself a glass of water, so what's the meaning of your existence? Do I need to remind you of my identity? Also, I don't need to tell a lowly slave like you what I did!"

Dong Yue was stunned and couldn't believe what he heard.

On ordinary days, the Third Young Lady is always gentle and soft-spoken, a soft persimmon that anyone can bully.

Is it possible that I am possessed by evil spirits today?

However, Dongyue was not someone who could be frightened. If this third young lady was really capable, she would not have been driven to this shabby yard.

She glared at Lin Shuning: "You are the third lady who was sent to Xiyuan, and you still don't know your identity...Ah!!"

Dongyue suddenly felt a sharp pain on her forehead. By the time she came to her senses, her knees had gone weak and she fell to her knees.

Lin Shuning retracted his foot and glanced at her coldly: "Here, I am the master and you are the servant. I want to drink water now. Do you understand? If you do it again, what will be thrown on your head will not be a teacup."

Dong Yue was shaking with pain, and a cold sweat instantly appeared when she was looked at by Lin Shuning. Such a sharp look was definitely not something that the Third Miss could have. She even felt that if she dared to refute again, the fate that awaited her would definitely be something she could not imagine.

Dongyue clenched her palms, picked up the teapot and ran out quickly. After a while, she returned with a full cup and then ran away as if she had seen a ghost.

Lin Shuning drank the water and lay on the bed contentedly.

Looking at the dirty and broken ceiling of the bed, she began to think in her heart, Xiaobai was right, only by upgrading the space could there be better medicinal materials, which could be life-saving straws at critical moments.

The most urgent task now is to raise more silver.

Xiaobai suddenly spoke at the right time, and his thoughts were revealed.

"Host, why don't you take this opportunity to blackmail me, and then you can get the money, right?"

Lin Shuning curled his lips, cleared his throat and said, "What money? It's superficial."

"That's called acting on behalf of heaven."

"..."

At this moment, in the Dayan Palace, in the imperial study.

The dim moonlight shone through the carved window lattice onto the man standing with his hands behind his back in front of the window, casting a layer of silver light on him.

The door was pushed open, and between light and darkness, the pair of eyes that had remained unchanged for thousands of years actually showed a hint of ripples.

Jiang Yu knelt on the ground and saluted, saying, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you, Father. Long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty."

Emperor Jingsheng turned around, glanced at him, and said, "Get up. When did you come back?"

Jiang Yu stood up, his face calm and composed, without any signs of injury. He lowered his head and said, "I entered the capital at twilight hour."

Jiang Yu looks the same as always, but a little less flamboyant than four years ago.

There was calmness and wisdom in his expression, just like he was when he was young.

Emperor Jingsheng nodded and couldn't help but sigh: "Have you ever blamed me for driving you out of the capital?"

Jiang Yu's face was calm, and he cupped his hands: "Your Highness, I understand your father's difficulties."

Back then, Jiang Yu was the most dazzling among all the princes. He was able to fight on the battlefield when he was just a teenager and had made great military achievements. He was also a political genius rarely seen in a century.

However, it was precisely because he was too dazzling and too sharp that the tragedy happened that year.

If it weren't for what happened back then, we wouldn't have fallen to this point.

Even though he, as an emperor, tried his best to protect him, he could not withstand the protests of his ministers. In the end, he took back the military power and gave it to his fiefdom and drove him out of the capital.

Emperor Jingsheng said as his thoughts turned around thousands of times.

"This time when I return to the capital, I will use the excuse that your mother is seriously ill to keep you in the capital for a while longer."

"Yes." Jiang Yu's voice was hoarse and low, and there was a sense of alienation in his words.

Emperor Jingsheng looked at his son, who was still a little distant, and some words of comfort were stuck in his throat.

After all, there is still a gap between us.

He lowered his eyes, waved his hand, and said, "The situation is changing rapidly now, so you have to be more careful."

"Yes, I will retire."

Jiang Yu bowed and took his leave, but just as he walked out of the door and came to the palace road, he bent his back, covered his mouth, and blood flowed out through his fingers.

"Master!" Chen Zhao, who was waiting in the dark, was suddenly startled and appeared in time to support him.

Jiang Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth coldly and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's the blood clots left in the body from the poisoning today. It's much better to spit it out. Have you found out who it is?"