Traveling through troubled times, he fled with his stepson

Chu Yuan woke up again at noon the next day. There was no one beside the bed. It was empty and cold when he touched it. Chu Yuan picked up the cloak beside him and put it on. He opened the window and the sound of rain instantly echoed in the hall.

The rain was heavier than when Zhang Ye came, dripping on the eaves and then on the bluestone slabs. The beginning of this spring rain heralded the opening of the new year. He no longer thought about the relationship between him and Zhang Ye. He liked Zhang Ye when he was young, and he still liked him now, but there were many more things between them.

Although Zhang Ye had done so many things over the years, he had always believed in Zhang Ye and believed that Zhang Ye had his reasons for everything he did.

I believe him, after all, he is the person I like. This is all he can say to himself.

When Zhang Ye left the palace, he was wearing the dark red straight-collared robe he had worn yesterday. The wheels of the carriage were moving on the bluestone slabs. Zhang Ye propped up his head and closed his eyes to rest. Su Ji didn't want to go forward to wake Zhang Ye up at this time, but the matter happened suddenly, and it was already very late when the news came from the other side.

"Your Majesty." Su Ji called out.

"Just say it if you have something to say. You know I hate people who hesitate the most." Zhang Ye said.

"I just contacted someone in the palace and brought back a piece of news that the third prince's wet nurse, Feng Lilian, who was one of the maids that came with the late queen's dowry, has been secretly in contact with Murong Su recently." Su Ji said.

"Who were you talking about just now?" Zhang Ye opened his eyes and looked at Su Ji, his pupils full of ruthlessness.

"Feng Lilian, the third prince's wet nurse." Su Ji whispered. She hadn't seen Zhang Ye like this for a long time.

"Feng Lilian, Feng Lijiao... How could it be..." Zhang Ye clenched his fists so tightly that veins bulged.

This is not right. It is different from the one in "The Road of the Treacherous Minister". What he has seen is that Zhang Ye bribed Feng Lijiao and planned to put medicine in the food of the growing Chu Yuan, so that Chu Yuan would die of illness. In this way, the legitimate third prince would succeed to the throne, and Zhang Ye could still become the regent who is second only to the emperor.

But here, why did it become Murong Su and Feng Lilian...

Hasn't history been modified by him? Hasn't it been changed since he recovered his memories of the 21st century? He killed Feng Lijiao and prevented the subsequent events from happening.

Chu Yuan was not poisoned, so he would not have met the heroine...

and many more!

Why didn't Chu Yuan drink the medicine yesterday? Why did he refuse to drink it because he was afraid that he had drugged it, and Chu Yuan didn't deny it? Could it be that he was already suspicious at that time? Or did Chu Yuan...

Zhang Ye became panicked when he thought of that possibility, and his clenched hands trembled slightly.

"Go back to the palace..." The noisy sound of wheels and rain mixed together, and Su Ji didn't hear what Zhang Ye said.

"What did you say, Your Majesty?" Su Ji asked.

"I said, go back to the palace!" Zhang Ye's voice was trembling, and the panic in his voice could not be suppressed.

In that book, Zhang Ye gave Feng Lijiao a chronic poison that took a long time to take effect. Although Chu Yuan was suspicious at the time, he still got poisoned.

Now the one who gave the medicine was not Zhang Ye, and the one who took the medicine was not Feng Lijiao, but Murong Su and Feng Lilian!

Who knows what kind of poison they will give Chu Yuan. What if it is a drug that causes instant death?

"Qingyu, get back to the palace!" Su Ji pulled open the partition and shouted to Qingyu who was driving the carriage outside.

"Su Ji, did you prepare the medicine for the emperor yourself?" Zhang Ye suddenly remembered the medicine he fed to Chu Yuan.

"No. It's already been fried in the kitchen. I just put shredded sugar in it." Su Ji said truthfully, otherwise she wouldn't have come to Zhang Ye so quickly. His mind was in a mess and he couldn't remember anything. All he could think of was that Chu Yuan had already drunk the bowl of medicine. He had personally poured it into his mouth.

Zhang Ye pulled Su Ji out of the carriage, only to hear Qingyu call out "Prince". When Su Ji came out, she saw Zhang Ye using his Qing Kung Fu to gallop towards the palace gate.

It was drizzling heavily and soon Zhang Ye disappeared from sight.

Su Ji untied the harness from the horse, climbed on top, and said to Qing Yu, "I'm going to go find the prince. You go back to the palace and gather Shadow and the others first."

"Do you need my subordinates to rush to the palace?" Qingyu asked.

Su Ji turned her head, glanced at Qingyu, and said, "No, you wait for orders. The prince probably doesn't want to expose you so soon."

"Yes!" Qingyu said, then he used his internal energy to run out.

"Gee!" Suu Kyi patted the horse, and the horse galloped forward as fast as lightning. Suu Kyi bent down and lay on the horse's back. The mane on the horse's neck mixed with the rain and hit her face. The headdresses on her head fell one by one during the gallop. Her long black hair fluttered in the air. Her veil was blown away by the wind, revealing her face.

The charming face was ruined by a bruise on the left cheek. On this rainy day, she looked like a half-pure, half-demon monster.

I will take my leave first!" Doctor Li said knowing the situation.

"Well, everyone else go out too!" Zhang Ye said with a smile. When the guards heard that they could go out, they all bowed their heads and saluted, not daring to look at the dragon bed for too long. However, there was a new guard inside who took a curious look, then found that the Regent lowered his eyes and took off his coat. He did not dare to look at it any more and quickly lowered his head and went out.

"Get out!" Chu Yuan shouted hoarsely.

Zhang Ye slowly threw the dark red robe in his hand over the edge of the bed. Su Ji, who had just prepared the medicine, came in and handed it over as if nothing had happened, as if she didn't see what her own regent was doing.

"The medicine has been prepared." Su Ji spoke, her voice clear and pleasant as jade beads falling on a plate.

"Put it there. Go get the dessert as well." Zhang Ye still lowered his head to untie the second piece of clothing. His voice was flat and calm. Su Ji turned around and took the dessert from the palace maid outside. She came in and put the dessert and the medicine bowl together.

He left silently, closing the door behind him. Finally, only Chu Yuan and Zhang Ye were left in the room.

Chu Yuan hadn't spoken a word since he said "get out". He just leaned on the bed, his head feeling dizzy. He didn't dare to make any sound. He bit his lower lip tightly, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Such a plain question made the faces of the palace maids and guards below sweat profusely.

"Why aren't you getting ready yet?" After hearing Zhang Ye's words, the palace maid, who had been hanging her head, stood up tremblingly to get ready.

"Su Ji, go and boil the medicine. Remember to put some shredded sugar in it, the kind you often make for me." Zhang Ye said to Su Ji, who had been silent behind him. Su Ji bowed to Chu Yuan and left silently. There were only a few imperial doctors and guards left in the bedroom. Zhang Ye did not go to see the emperor on the dragon bed, but turned to ask the imperial doctor, "Doctor Li, how is His Majesty's health?"

Your Majesty just caught a cold, and he needs to take some medicine to expel the coldness from his body, but Your Majesty…” Imperial Doctor Li trailed off, and Zhang Ye naturally understood the second half of the sentence that the Imperial Doctor hadn’t finished.