Spring Drunk Chang'an

"Cough cough cough..."

In the pavilion, Liu Yu, perhaps choked or something, coughed furiously while holding his teacup, his face turning from pale to swollen purple.

Veins popped out on the back of his hands.

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu!" Nanny Ji was startled and hurried forward to pat his back.

"How is it? Are you okay?" Liu Changan and Shi Xiaoyue also looked over with concern. They took out handkerchiefs and leaned forward to hand them over.

Liu Yu took it, covered his lips in embarrassment, and coughed violently.

The corners of my eyes were wet with pain.

In the sedan chair, Song's heart was in her throat. She held the curtain nervously, wanting to show concern but not daring to act rashly.

Not to mention how uncomfortable I feel.

Liu Yu coughed loudly for a full half-minute before finally recovering somewhat. His lips trembled as he gasped for breath. He waved his hand weakly, "I, I'm fine. It's just an old problem. Don't worry!"

The voice was extremely hoarse.

His face looked weak.

Liu Changan and Shi Xiaoyue looked at each other.

After a moment, "...What old problem? I don't remember you having a cough before?"

Could it be that he had committed suicide by jumping into the river too many times in the past, and the karma had borne back to him, damaging his lungs?

I was chatting with Nanny Ji recently, and didn’t I hear that Liu Yu committed suicide again?

"Oh, I don't know if it's because of a cold or something else, but Yu Ge'er has been coughing for no reason for the past month or so." Nanny Ji gently supported Liu Yu's back and helped her calm down.

Shi Xiaoyue's eyes widened. "For no reason? Is it a spring cough? Have you seen a doctor?"

"Brother Yu doesn't have a spring cough!" Nanny Ji shook her head, her expression filled with worry. "The doctor did examine him and gave me a lot of detailed advice, but I didn't understand it. He said something was wrong with his body and prescribed medicine. He's been taking it every day, but it hasn't gotten any better. Instead, it's getting worse."

"In the middle of the night, I woke up coughing even though I was sleeping soundly!"

"I was just thinking about changing my brother's doctor. But, but..."

Nanny Ji choked and looked worried.

Liu Yu covered his lips with a post, half leaning on her to catch his breath. Hearing this, he suddenly said weakly, "Nurse, cough cough cough, I, I'm fine, just a cough, cough cough cough, just bear it, why bother to go and provoke her to talk nonsense, let her have a long lecture, cough cough cough, it's all for nothing."

"Then it's not a big deal that you keep coughing!" Nanny Ji sighed.

Liu Changan frowned, looking at Liu Yu's pale face. She felt inexplicably uneasy and couldn't help asking, "Nanny, was it your mistress who hired the doctor for Brother Yu?"

Liu Yu contracted a cough that could not be cured for a long time...

Was the doctor invited by Qu Qiudan?

"That's right. Our master has been busy with business recently and has gone to the south. He is said to be unable to come back for three to five months. All the affairs in the mansion are handled by the mistress!" Nanny Ji responded when she heard it.

Oh!

By the way, Liu Xiu was sent out by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to provide disaster relief, and Liu Yu fell completely into Qu Qiutong's hands. Then, then, during this period of time, Liu Wenbai didn't cause trouble for her, or even threaten her?

Liu Caodeng communicated with her, and Liu Wenbai still went to see Qu Qiutong every three days?

and so……

No matter how many kinds of protection you take, it is better to eradicate the problem at its roots!

He killed his daughter in his previous life and now he is harming his brother. The Liu family has such beastly blood in their lineage.

Liu Changan's heart was in his throat. It was all speculation. Without evidence, he didn't dare to directly remind her. Regardless of whether she believed him or not, Liu Yu was still living under Qu Qiutong's control, and the only person he could trust was Nanny Ji. They were a master and a servant...

Each one is more innocent and more simple than the other.

Telling them may not allow them to cope with it, and it will only alert the enemy and make the situation even more dangerous.

As for telling the Song family...

Knowing her situation and circumstances...is there any other way except to worry more?

He is still the crown prince.

I have to go back and discuss it with him. It's not just about Liu Yu, there's also this waste issue!

Liu Changan pursed his lips and made a decision secretly. Thinking that he had the Crown Prince as a pillar of support, he could not help but feel relieved. He forced a smile and began to hint to Nanny Ji to "pay attention to your diet..."

"Nanny, let me tell you..."

-

When Liu Changan tried every means to hint to Liu Yu and others.

In the imperial palace of the capital, in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Emperor Yingwu sat in the huge dragon throne with his arms around his waist, his half-open, cloudy old eyes revealing a complex and vigilant light.

He looked at his eldest son, who was standing tall and calm at the bottom of the stairs.

I feel very anxious.

"Prince, border affairs are of great importance and are closely linked to the foundation of the nation. Are you correct in accusing the General of Collaboration and treason, and falsely accusing the Commanding General?"

Emperor Yingwu said in a deep voice.

The old emperor, who was nearly sixty years old and in charge of the world, was extremely imposing and majestic.

Xiao Chuo lowered her eyes, unmoved. "Father, I have collected the evidence and submitted it to you. It is up to you, Father, to decide whether it is true or false."

"Border affairs are military affairs. Prince, you should not interfere without my permission!" Emperor Yingwu's dragon robe flew off and he suddenly slapped the dragon throne.

There was a muffled 'bang' sound.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

The eunuchs and palace maids serving around lowered their heads silently, holding their breath.

I wish I could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Xiao Chuo was completely unaware and instead smiled coldly, "Father, I am the Crown Prince, the deputy minister of the state. The border is the foundation of the state. It is natural for me to be concerned."

"It's also to help my father relieve his worries."

"You..." Emperor Yingwu frowned, his face darkening with choking. He took a deep breath and said after a moment, "The commander of the border is Song Bin. He is the Queen's father, and you are her grandfather. You should avoid suspicion."

"Don't worry about this matter. I will handle it."

When Xiao Chuo heard this, her eyebrows moved slightly, but she did not accept the order. Her eyes were indifferent as she stared at Emperor Yingwu.

Emperor Yingwu suddenly lowered his eyes, looking somewhat embarrassed and...

Ashamed and annoyed.

General Xu Chang was ostensibly the confidant of Emperor Yingwu, but in fact, a year ago, he had sent his niece from the side branch to the Prince of Yan's Palace to be a concubine.

Including Qianqian, we stood in a queue.

This time, when the Crown Prince's grandfather, Duke Cheng'en, was fighting against the Hu people at the border, Xu Chang used a little strategy to create a situation that did not affect the war situation but instead framed Duke Cheng'en for the crime of "treason".

The profound meaning behind this.

Emperor Yingwu could not ignore it, but, like every father who was partial but unwilling to admit it, he did not acknowledge that his usually well-behaved and sensible younger son would frame his brother. He just thought that Xuchang was not a good person, and it must be his own decision.

"Prince, please don't worry. I won't wrong anyone, nor will I be partial to anyone!"

Emperor Yingwu added deliberately with a slightly guilty look on his face.

Xiao Chuo raised her eyebrows, a half-sarcastic, half-mocking expression on her thin lips. Under the irritated gaze of Emperor Yingwu, she bowed slightly and said, "Your son obeys your command."

"I also believe that Father will handle this impartially."

"Ahem, ahem, of course!" Emperor Yingwu coughed lightly and stroked his beard. As if unwilling to meet his son's gaze, he deliberately avoided Xiao Chuo's sight and asked, seemingly changing the subject, "Speaking of which, Crown Prince, the selection will be held next year. You're almost old enough to get married!"

"I have discussed with your mother that we will arrange your marriage during this selection. Do you have any ideas?"