Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Yan Xiaozhen sneered: "You little bitch, if you don't accept my toast, you'll have to stay here today!"

He knew that Yan Xining would definitely come to demand an explanation, so he had made plans early on: use courtesy first and then force!

If the little girl knows what's good for her and listens to advice, then they can still be good father and daughter.

In consideration of getting him out of jail, he was willing to act out a loving father-daughter scene with her outside.

But it was obvious that she didn't know what was good for her, so don't blame him for being ruthless.

Keep the person here, take away the evidence, and destroy it, and nothing will be able to threaten him.

As for Prince An, he's said to be still bedridden and unconscious. He won't live much longer, so don't worry about him!

Even with so many people rushing over, Yan Xining's expression didn't change at all.

Yan Xiaozhen roared, "Do it!"

Those people immediately rushed towards Yan Xining, holding their weapons high with some hesitation at first, but after Yan Xiaozhen said, "No matter life or death! Whoever captures him will be rewarded with 100 taels of silver!" they went crazy.

The cold sword reflected Yan Xining's cold face.

Yan Xining suddenly jumped up, raised his hand, and a handful of powder scattered out.

It's such a coincidence, she knows medicine and is good at using poisons, but she just doesn't use them normally.

Why resort to fists and feet when you can poison everyone at once?

Then, those who rushed forward rushed forward and fell unconscious one after another. It was over in just a few breaths.

Yan Xiaozhen and Tian Jiaying's faces changed drastically. One wanted to escape, while the other rushed towards Yan Xining and wanted to attack.

But he fell to the ground just as he took a step.

Yan Xining took out the dagger from her sleeve and stabbed the two men's arms without hesitation. If they refused to give her face, then she couldn't be blamed.

The intense pain woke them up, and their screams mixed with the fear and anger on their faces made them look extremely embarrassed.

Yan Xining looked down at the two of them, without a trace of pity in her eyes. "I told you to atone for your sins to my mother, repent, kneel down, and admit your mistakes. This is your only way to survive, but you chose to seek death."

Looking at the bloody dagger and Yan Xining's cold eyes, Yan Xiaozhen's pupils dilated and he subconsciously moved back.

This movement caused the wound to bleed more and the pain to become more severe.

Yan Xining put away the things he had just taken out, grinned coldly, turned around and left.

Yan Xiaozhen was anxious: "Xining, I, I admit my mistake! I promise you, I will deal with it immediately, tomorrow morning!"

Tian Jiaying also shouted: "I plead guilty too!"

She turned around and complained, "Yan Xiaozhen, I can see that you said you could avenge Chang'er without Yan Xining. But in fact, you don't want to avenge Chang'er at all, right? You're afraid of death, right?"

Yan Xiaozhen's face flushed.

Tian Jiaying didn't care about the wound on her arm and knelt down in front of Yan Xining. "If I kowtow and admit what I did in public, will you really hand over her lover and son to me?"

Yan Xining sneered: "What tricks are you trying to play?"

"No, no, no, no, no tricks! I was wrong. I shouldn't have trusted that bastard Yan Xiaozhen." Tian Jiaying said anxiously, "Please, hand over that adulterer and that bastard to me. I'll do anything you ask me to do!"

Yan Xining said coldly: "Just do it first! You have no other choice!"

She looked at Yan Xiaozhen and said, "Tomorrow at noon, if the ritual is not performed, and you don't kneel down in public to explain what happened and apologize and repent, or if your repentance does not satisfy me, these evidences will appear in the Dali Temple! Remember, there will be no waiting after the time limit!"

After she finished speaking, she stepped on the ground, jumped, and went out of the window.

The light footsteps and the dust-free figure made Tian Jiaying open her eyes wide. She turned her head mechanically: "My Lord, she, she can fly!"

Yan Xiaozhen had seen many extraordinary people in the martial arts world. He coldly brushed away the sleeve that Tian Jiaying had grabbed and said, "That stinky girl actually knows martial arts!"

He walked quickly to the guards lying on the ground, and all of them were silent.

He reached out and found that everyone was alive, but no matter how he pushed or kicked, they would not wake up.

He picked up the teapot on the table and poured it on their heads.

But even after pouring a pot of water, no one woke up.

Yan Xiaozhen looked at the wound on his arm. Did he have to use bloodletting?

So he took a knife and stabbed each of the two guards in the arm.

But blood was all over the floor and the man didn't wake up.

Yan Xiaozhen threw the knife on the ground. Only then did he feel the excruciating pain in his wound.

Fear welled up in his heart, and he stood there for a long time before he shouted loudly: "Someone come!"

The housekeeper rushed in and was shocked when he saw the situation here.

"Take these people away and ask doctors to treat their injuries. Also, quickly prepare to hold a forty-nine-day ritual for our late wife!" Yan Xiaozhen spoke word by word, gritting his teeth.

The housekeeper was wondering, the late lady had been dead for many years, so if they wanted to hold a funeral, they wouldn't have to wait until now.

However, seeing that Yan Xiaozhen looked unhappy, he did not dare to ask and quickly responded and did it.

Prince An's Mansion had been closed to visitors for quite some time, and it was time for the Imperial Physician Qi to come and take the patient's pulse as usual.

Imperial Physician Qi looked at Chu Jinxun, who lay lifeless and pale on the sickbed, and then looked at Yan Xining, who had retreated to the side with a sad look on her face. He bowed, walked to the bedside, took out the pulse pillow, carefully placed Chu Jinxun's hand on it, placed his fingertips on it, and began to take Chu Jinxun's pulse.

Sai Bian Que strode in from outside, his face full of displeasure, puffing his beard and glaring: "Since the imperial physician is here, there is no need for an old man like me. I'm leaving now!"

Yan Xining immediately stepped forward and stood in front of him: "Sir, you have already drawn up the prescription, and we have almost found all the medicine. You must not just walk away! But do you think our reward is too little? We are willing to add more!"

Imperial Physician Qi also stood up immediately and bowed to Sai Bian Que: "Old sir, I have long heard of your great name! You misunderstood. I, the imperial physician, am merely taking your pulse as a routine matter. The Emperor is concerned about your health. As for the ability to treat your Highness, I do not have it. I am sorry to trouble you, old sir!"

He spoke very humbly and sincerely. After all, Sai Bian Que was very famous in the world, and the Imperial Physician Qi did not want to offend such a great doctor.

After all, he had seen the prescription, which almost fully integrated the characteristics of all medicinal materials and had a very good therapeutic effect on treating congenital fetal weakness.

At least he couldn't prescribe such a medicine.

Sai Bian Que was still very unhappy: "I have been writing the prescription for so long, and you can't find all the herbs. Are you asking me, an old man, to wait here and waste my time?"

Wu Yuxing also quickly said: "Old sir, we have found most of the prescription. Now we are only missing one medicine. As long as we find that medicine, we can give it to you to try and see if it works!"

Sai Bian Que snorted, "Only one ingredient missing? Which one? I'm an old man with a lot of experience and a lot of connections. Can I find it?"

Imperial Physician Qi also quickly said, "The Imperial Medical Bureau also has a pharmacy. Perhaps there is something your highness needs there!"

"All I'm missing is a piece of Stone Spirit Grass!"

Sai Bian Que fell silent after hearing this, and muttered after a moment: "Then I can't do anything. I can't find it!"

Imperial Physician Qi also fell silent.

Sai Bian Que turned around and asked Qi Yuyi: "Didn't you say that your Imperial Medical Bureau has a pharmacy with quite a lot of medicines? There must be some, right?"

Imperial Physician Qi shook his head: "Neither is it in the Imperial Medical Bureau."

Sai Bian Que sneered at Yan Xining and Wu Yuxing, "Although I wrote the prescription, to fully integrate the medicine and stimulate its full medicinal properties, I still need my unique skills. Wait three more days. If you can't find it, then I will leave. Who has the time to waste with you? Humph!"

After saying that, he walked out angrily.

Wu Yuxing quickly chased after him, and his voice came: "Old sir, old sir, don't be angry, don't be angry, we will do our best to find him as soon as possible..."

Yan Xining frowned and sighed softly: "Doctor Qi, has the prince's pulse improved?"

Imperial Physician Qi subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but he forced himself to hold it back and comforted her, "Your Highness will surely be blessed by heaven, Princess, don't worry too much!"

The hopeful light in Yan Xining's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the look she gave towards Imperial Physician Qi was filled with unspeakable sadness.

The heart of the imperial physician Qi also suddenly became heavy. He thought, it is really not easy for Prince An and his wife.

Prince An has been so ill and his life is in danger. Princess An is so young, how will she live in the future?

However, he still said nothing, bowed, and hurried back.

As usual, I have to go to the palace to report the results to the emperor.

Emperor Yongxi's gaze was as dark as the sea at night, as if a monster could jump out at any moment. His voice seemed a little ethereal: "How is Prince An's illness?"