The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

Crown Prince Leng Xiaoran frowned and said to himself, "Old Four, you are really capable. You still want to rebel. I have known for a long time that you are an ambitious person.

You rebelled, so why should I be the crown prince? You were unkind first, so don't blame me for being rude.

If the situation is true, this prince will report this matter to my father and see how you explain it.

Who sent this letter? Why would he help this prince?

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The next morning, Ye Qingyan washed up and took Feng Yi, Feng Jiu and Hua Ling'er to Baicaotang.

As they walked, Feng Yi pointed to the shop next to him and said, "Master, look, Tongjitang is for sale."

Ye Qingyan glanced sideways and saw that there was indeed a sign for sale hanging in front of Tongjitang's door.

She blinked, and her eyes changed slightly, like ripples in the drizzle.

"Feng Yi, what do you think about opening a hot pot restaurant here?"

Feng Yi replied: "The capital has a large population, so it is definitely better than Yunzhou City."

"I think so too. Let's go and talk."

Ye Qingyan and others came to Tongjitang.

Tongjitang was in a mess, and people were busy sorting and bagging the herbs in the hall.

A steward saw someone coming and hurried out to greet him.

Feng Yi asked, "Are you selling your shop?"

"Yes, the price is eight thousand taels of silver for two floors."

"Can you make it cheaper?"

The steward insisted stubbornly: "Eight thousand taels, not a tael less, this is the price set by the master.

We just put it up for sale, and if you ask around, it's really not expensive."

Ye Qingyan looked outside. This location was good and close to Baicaotang.

"Eight thousand taels is fine, but you can't touch anything here."

The steward looked at the pile of herbs on the ground and nodded.

Ye Qingyan took out eight silver notes and said, "This is eight thousand taels. Fengjiu, you and the steward will go to the government office to handle the transfer."

"Yes, Master!"

The manager said to the people in the pharmacy, "The shop has been sold. You can all go back."

Everyone left.

Ye Qingyan brought in the sale sign and went to the inner medicine store. She roughly calculated that these herbs could be sold for seven or eight hundred taels.

With a wave of her hand, she moved all the herbs into the space, ready to send them to Baicaotang for sorting.

She planned to prepare dine-in service on the first floor and decorate the second floor into private rooms.

“Feng Yi, this store is going to be turned into a hot pot restaurant.

Hua Ling'er spoke first, "I can be a waiter."

"You don't have to be a waiter. You can help out here and I'll pay you."

Ye Qingyan took out two more silver notes and handed them to Feng Yi: "Feng Yi, go buy a few people, buy a maid who can cook. We have to go home every day. If we don't order food, we won't be able to eat.

Buy a few more maids, keep one at home to clean the house, and the others work here as waiters.

We also need to hire a shopkeeper, preferably one who has worked in a restaurant and has experience."

Ye Qingyan believed in Feng Yi's judgment. Feng Yi took the banknote and turned to leave.

She jumped a few times and went to Prince Zhan's mansion.

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Leng Jiuyuan had just taken Ye Qingyan's fatal pill. A quarter of an hour later, his face turned pale and he leaned back in his chair, looking half dead.

An Yi brought in two imperial physicians. The emperor was afraid that the original imperial physicians would betray him, so he sent the new imperial physicians Zheng and Chu.

The two men clasped their fists when they saw Leng Jiuyuan and said, "Greetings, Your Highness. We are here on the orders of the Emperor to check your pulse."

Leng Jiuyuan nodded weakly and placed his left hand on the table.

Doctor Zheng stepped forward to take his pulse. His expression was serious at times, then he frowned.

After taking the pulse, he stepped aside and Doctor Chu started again.

Finally, the two of them looked at each other, and Doctor Chu spoke: "Your Highness, you have a chronic illness and have been poisoned.

I only know that this poison is from the Heartless Flower, but I don't know how to detoxify it. You must take good care of yourself."

Doctor Zheng didn't say a word, but just nodded, agreeing with Doctor Chu's opinion.

"You dare not say whether this king has run out of energy or not." Leng Jiuyuan said angrily.

The two men hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads with their sleeves: "No, Your Highness has a good foundation. This minor illness will not cost His Highness his life. I will take my leave!"

The two imperial doctors left in a hurry, fearing that their lives would be in danger if they left a moment later.

Feng Yi was brought in by An Er. She clasped her fists and said, "Your Majesty, Feng Yi wants to see you for something."

An glanced at her and said, "Are you here to ask for someone or a house?"

Leng Jiuyuan glared at An Yi, and he immediately shut his mouth.

"Tell me what's going on!"

Feng Yi then told them that he wanted to buy someone.

Leng Jiuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "An Yi, go and transfer Manager Luo from the Zuixianlou in Pingyang City back.

Go to the Dark Guard Camp and find a few female Dark Guards, and then send my wet nurse, Nanny Qin."

An Yi was unhappy: "Master, Nanny Qin made meals specifically for you."

"Let her be."

Feng Yi smiled: "Thank you, Master!"

An Yi and Feng Yi walked out, and An Yi angrily asked, "Feng Yi, which gang are you from? Why do you always come here to ask for people?

Don't you have people in the pawnshop? Don't try to harm our secret guards!

Now that Nanny Qin has been sent out, will the prince be implicated next time?"

Feng Yi didn't care about that. "As long as the prince is willing, it's not a bad idea to take part."

"Feng Yi, you are becoming more and more courageous now."

Feng Yi was not angry and said, "Didn't you see that the master was very happy when he sent people out?

Stupid An Yi, sooner or later you will have to return to the Dark Guard Camp to be retrained."

After Feng Yi finished speaking, he happily went to find Nanny Qin, while An Yi stroked his head and began to talk to himself: "Am I stupid? I did nothing wrong!"

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The two imperial physicians entered the palace and went directly to the imperial study. They knelt down, and Imperial Physician Chu clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, we two have taken Prince Zhan's pulse. His face is pale, his pulse is weak, and he appears to be seriously ill. He has also been poisoned, and I'm afraid his death is not far away."

The emperor held the red brush in his hand, looking thoughtful. "I understand. You will go to Prince Zhan's mansion once a month."

"Yes, Wei Chen is resigning."

Leng Aotian put down the red brush, leaned back in the chair, stroked the jade ring on his hand with one hand, closed his eyes, as if he was resting.

He said in a low voice: "Qin Wuyi, do you think Lao Jiu is really that ill?

Is there a medicine that, after taking it, makes you look like you are about to die, but after a while, you are back to normal again?

Qin Wuyi was really impressed. How could there be such a father? Prince Zhan was not brought into the palace by Concubine Xian from her mother's family. Why did the emperor have a grudge against him? They must have had a grudge in their previous life.

He flicked the whisk in his hand and complimented, "Your Majesty, these two imperial physicians are new to the palace, so what they say cannot be wrong.

Several imperial physicians said that the prince was poisoned by a strange poison and there was no antidote.

Besides, the ghost doctor also said that if one person says it is not credible, when all these doctors say so, then it must be true.

The prince might be really ill, but he is just hanging on.

Compared to other princes, he has neither power nor health, so there is no comparison."

The emperor still didn't open his eyes. "A centipede is still alive even after death!"