Traveling through the Poisonous Concubine

In the study of the Prince Regent's Mansion, a man in white sat opposite Yan Wuque and whispered, "Are you really going to marry that loser? I heard that the second daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion is ugly, fat, and stupid. How can you, the Prince Regent, be worthy of such a woman?" "But what's the harm in marrying her? His Majesty's granting of marriage is just a humiliation to me. His Majesty is afraid of me. If marrying a woman can make His Majesty feel at ease, what's the harm in marrying her? After all, she is my brother." Alas! Yan Wuque sighed, his brows furrowed, and his whole body was cold. Even the man in white opposite him felt that the air was frozen.

"Zimo, aren't you afraid that this woman is hiding her true identity and is a spy sent by the emperor? Although the Prime Minister's Office has always remained neutral, who can tell whether there is any deal between the Prime Minister's Office and His Majesty?" Regent Yan Wuque, Zi, Zimo, the man in white is none other than the eldest son of the Duke of Dingguo's Mansion. This man in white has another identity and holds a mysterious power in his hands.

"Chi Yan, go. I want all the past information about Yun Yuxi, the second young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion. You must get it before dark," Yan Wuque ordered without any question, and Chi Yan disappeared into the study.

"Zi Chu, how long do you think I can tolerate this?" He glanced at the wheelchair under him, his eyes full of coldness. It turned out that the man in white was Jing Zi Chu, one of the four young masters of Kyoto. He was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his face that angered both humans and gods made many girls in Kyoto fall in love with him.

"Zi Mo, I know you and your Majesty share a common mother and a deep brotherly love, but your Majesty has been..." "Zi Mo, my brother has always regarded me as a thorn in his side. When my father left the Divine Hidden Guard to me, my brother has always been resentful. Now my legs are completely disabled..."

In the Great Yan Dynasty, the current Majesty has seven sons and three daughters. The eldest prince is over thirty years old. He was born to a concubine when the emperor was still a prince. He has mediocre qualifications. The second prince and the third princess are born to the queen. The third prince is born mentally retarded. Among them, the second prince, the fourth prince, and the fifth prince are of equal strength. The fourth prince is born to your majesty's favorite concubine, Concubine Shu. The fifth prince is born to Concubine Xian, whose mother and grandfather are prominent. The sixth prince's mother was born to your majesty when she was drunk and favored her. She has a low status. The seventh prince is young and is six years old this year.

Your Majesty is in his prime and has not yet appointed any princes. The second prince is the strongest in the court. The queen is the daughter of the current prime minister and her strength should not be underestimated.

Several princes wanted to win over the regent. Whoever got the regent's support would be one step closer to the throne.

The Regent, Yan Wuque, is twenty-five years old. He went to the battlefield at the age of thirteen, made many outstanding achievements at the age of fifteen, and led an army of 300,000 to guard the border at the age of twenty. At the end of the same year, His Majesty personally appointed him as the Regent.

On his way back to Kyoto at the age of 22, he was ambushed and his legs were crippled. He consulted many famous doctors in the world, but no one could cure his legs. After that, the Regent Yan Wuque changed his temperament drastically and became tyrannical and unjust. The current emperor granted him three marriages, and three princesses died on their wedding nights. From then on, people in Kyoto were terrified when they talked about the Regent Yan Wuque.

"Your Highness, it's time to take your medicine," the genius doctor Xilaile brought a bowl of medicine. Yan Wuque took it and drank it. The strong bitter taste filled his mouth and his brows were furrowed.

"Old man, I have been drinking this medicine for three years. Will my leg never be healed in this lifetime?" Xilaile said with a smile, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. There are people who can cure your leg. Your Majesty has his own destiny. I will go back to the Divine Doctor Valley tomorrow. It will take at least two to three months, or half a year. During this period, Your Majesty must not get hurt, otherwise even the Golden Immortal will be useless. Your Majesty should know that your leg is poisoned. The old man is now suppressing all the toxins in the calf. If the antidote cannot be found after half a year, Your Majesty's life will be in danger."

It's rare for this sloppy old man to speak in a serious tone.

Yan Wuque knew that the miracle doctor Xilaile did not scare him. He wondered if this old man knew something, what it meant to have a cure. Usually this old man was not serious, so Yan Wuque soon forgot about this matter.

"Lingyi, arrange for someone to protect Doctor Xi on his journey," Yan Wuque ordered, and the secret guard Lingyi left in response.