Dethroned the Crown Princess? Then she became your mother

Murong Shuo realized that he was wet all over, his clothes were disheveled, and the skin on his chest was faintly visible.

If I go out like this...

Fortunately, he stopped in time and did not reach the door. He stopped and secretly felt relieved.

"What did you just say?" Murong Shuo asked Eunuch An again.

"This old servant has not spoken." Eunuch An's eyes were still lingering on Murong Shuo's soaked clothes. He had thought that His Majesty would let him leave so that he could change clothes, but unexpectedly, His Majesty had no such intention. He raised his head slightly, his eyes flickering.

"What are you staring at? There is no need to hide it. The prince was assassinated, but the assassin was not captured and disappeared without a trace. What's even more bizarre is that none of the assassins died at the scene. How should we interrogate him? How can we find out the reason why the prince was assassinated? Besides, if the assassin's target was not me but the prince, the enclosure is limited, so how could he escape easily?" Murong Shuo bombarded Eunuch An with questions like a machine gun, his eyes fixed on him.

Eunuch An lowered his head and remained silent.

"You..." Murong Shuo hesitated to speak.

"Your Majesty, perhaps it was just a coincidence that the deceased assassin was not found. The other party might have specifically targeted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and it was the fault of our servants." Eunuch An finally spoke.

"Failure of duty?" Murong Shuo's tone revealed dissatisfaction.

"Your Majesty, I will go ahead. Please order someone to change clothes first, and I will arrange for someone to come in immediately." Eunuch An waved his whisk and suggested quickly.

Murong Shuo examined Eunuch An for a moment, then glanced at his own clothes. He took a deep breath and finally made a decision: "First, arrange for the personnel to be dispatched back to the capital to search for Concubine Liang. We need a large number of people. Forget it. Call everyone who can be mobilized. Concubine Liang must be found, dead or alive. The mastermind behind this must be uncovered. At the same time, send the imperial physician to check on the Crown Prince's injuries. You also report this to Queen Mother."

This series of instructions was originally his plan, but after learning about the situation of the Crown Prince's mother, he decided to come and check it out first.

At this moment, while changing clothes, he could use this time to arrange things more carefully, which would make him feel at ease and would not take up too much time.

Eunuch An responded, feeling slightly relieved that his master hadn't forgotten about Concubine Liang. He understood His Majesty's intentions and turned to leave.

After taking a few steps, he stopped and looked back, only to see Murong Shuo standing there alone, his eyes deep. A moment later, someone walked into the tent: "Your Majesty." It was the person Eunuch An had arranged to come in.

Murong Shuo glanced at the person who came and motioned him to come in and change his clothes.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The young eunuch led the palace servants into the tent and asked His Majesty which set of clothes he wanted to wear. After choosing, they carefully changed Murong Shuo's clothes: "Your Majesty, it's ready."

After changing clothes, the palace maids stepped aside.

Murong Shuo straightened his sleeves and scanned the crowd with sharp eyes: "Who stopped the people coming from the capital?"

The young eunuchs looked at each other, speculating secretly in their hearts.

"It's me." A young eunuch stood up tremblingly, his face pale, and admitted it with his head down.

After hearing this, Murong Shuo recognized the young eunuch. Even if he didn't step forward, he would still be punished: "Go out and receive your punishment. Why didn't you report to me when someone came?"

"Your Majesty had not returned yet. When you came back, I thought Your Majesty was tired and wanted to take a bath first, so..." The young eunuch explained his dereliction of duty with a trembling voice.

"Get out!" Murong Shuo shouted angrily.

Murong Shuo punished anyone who wasted time.

They can't even tell the difference between the important and the urgent! Don't they know to report to him proactively?

Only after everyone was taken away did he step out of the tent.

As he stepped out of the tent, he saw a crowd of people, one of whom knelt before him in greeting. He issued an order, sending everyone back to the capital to investigate the matter thoroughly. The rest of the group dispersed to continue searching for clues. Surveillance was also arranged around the enclosure, each armed with his warrant.

Besides... Concubine Liang couldn't have escaped on her own. It was obvious that someone set the fire and created chaos. He vowed to find out who was behind it.

These people try again when they fail once. They are so unscrupulous!

As long as the woman is still alive, he will definitely find her. If she is taken away, he will find out who did it.

This is an overt action.

Secretly, he had other plans.

He summoned the secret guards and gave them detailed instructions.

After everyone had left, he slowly left.

At this time, Eunuch An had already arrived outside the prince's tent. He gently flicked his whisk and looked up, only to see that the prince's tent was heavily guarded, which was obviously a preventive measure after the assassination.

There are also soldiers patrolling around. After he gives the order, the number of guards will increase, and there will be guards searching for suspicious people everywhere.

There was a bustling bustle of people coming and going inside and outside the tent.

At this moment, His Royal Highness lay quietly here. If it weren't for the palace servants who risked their lives to save him, the consequences would be disastrous. His face was frighteningly pale, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, so strong that it was suffocating.

A blood-stained handkerchief sat in a nearby copper basin, its bloodstains horrifying. Another basin of clear water sat quietly, its bottom visible, a stark contrast to the bloody scene. Recalling the moment before entering the room, it seemed as if someone was hurriedly leaving with the basin of water.

How serious is the Crown Prince's injury? This makes people feel uneasy.

Thinking of this, he hastily decided to report to the Emperor again and urged the imperial physician to come forward and treat His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as soon as possible. The imperial physician was already impatient. Upon hearing the call, he immediately carried the heavy medicine box and was followed by a medicine boy. He quickly walked to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's side.

The guards looked nervous, their eyes fixed on the imperial physician, as if they were afraid that he would do something unfavorable.

Seeing this, Eunuch An quickly stepped forward to smooth things over. "This is the imperial physician specially sent by His Majesty. You should all know him. His Majesty will be here soon. In the meantime, you must carefully watch over the Crown Prince's wound and make sure it doesn't get wet. Be extra careful when wiping it."

The guards remained silent, offering no response. Eunuch An knew his words were unnecessary. How could the Crown Prince's guards not understand such basic nursing care? They had asked the palace maids to wipe the blood, simply to change the Crown Prince into clean clothes and make him feel a little more comfortable.

The imperial physician began to carefully examine the Crown Prince's injuries, his brow furrowed in concentration.

After a careful examination, the imperial physician slowly spoke, "The location of the Crown Prince's wounds isn't particularly good, but it's not too bad either. He has sword wounds on his hands, waist, and chest, but fortunately, none of them are too serious. The sword didn't penetrate too deeply, nor did it injure any vital organs. For example, the scratch on his chest is only superficial, the wound on his waist is only minor, and the wound on his hand isn't fatal."

The imperial physician continued, "Although the wounds have avoided vital areas, healing will still take time. We can only treat the wounds first. As long as there is no persistent high fever, it should be fine. His Royal Highness may experience various conditions in the future, so we need to keep a close eye on him."

Eunuch An responded and was about to ask for more details when he saw another imperial physician rushing in. This physician was also here to treat the Crown Prince. Of the three imperial physicians in the enclosure, the other two, except for the one attending the Empress Dowager, had already gathered.

The new imperial physician carefully examined the Crown Prince's injuries and reached the same conclusion as the previous physician. The Crown Prince needed to rest and recuperate, but the palace servants were caring for him.

Eunuch An watched as the imperial physicians directed the palace servants to treat the Crown Prince's wound. The wound was not small, and blood gushed out with each treatment. The Crown Prince winced slightly in pain, uttering a low groan, but he never awoke.

"His Royal Highness seems to be in great pain. I wonder when he fell unconscious, and I wonder when he will wake up?" Eunuch An was filled with worry. He stepped aside, out of the sight of the imperial physicians, and turned to ask the guards.

The guards replied, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was unconscious for a short time, just before you arrived." It turned out that after being injured, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had been forcing himself to handle various affairs and sent people to patrol the enclosure to search for the whereabouts of the assassin.

He vowed to find the murderer who dared to assassinate him! However, he eventually passed out due to exhaustion.

"Alas, poor His Royal Highness the Crown Prince," Eunuch An sighed inwardly. He thought of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's usual dignity and majesty, and now he was lying here seriously injured, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

At this time, a royal physician noticed Eunuch An's worried expression and took the initiative to explain, "Don't worry, Eunuch An, as long as the wound is treated properly, His Royal Highness drinks the medicine, and the fever is reduced, he will wake up."

"Oh? Really?" Eunuch An's face showed a puzzled expression. He stared into the doctor's eyes. Although he didn't ask, his expression said it all.

The imperial physician thought for a moment and further explained, "Yes, Eunuch An. As long as we follow our treatment plan, His Royal Highness will wake up soon."

Eunuch An finally felt relieved. He solemnly addressed the imperial physicians, "You must treat the Crown Prince well and help him recover quickly. His Majesty is also very worried about his safety and will be here soon."

Eunuch An glanced again in the direction of the Crown Prince, but could see nothing. He shook his head helplessly and turned to leave. Just as he reached the door, he heard voices coming from outside. He looked and saw that it was someone sent by the Empress Dowager - Nanny Qin.

As soon as Nanny Qin saw Eunuch An, she asked anxiously, "Eunuch An, what are you doing here? How is the Crown Prince's injury?"

Eunuch An briefly explained the situation to Nanny Qin and asked her to go in and see the Crown Prince. He himself would report the matter to the Empress Dowager.