Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

A moment later, Emperor Shenwu ordered Li Xiang to come in again. Li Xiang presented a wooden box that looked plain and simple. Emperor Shenwu reached out and took it. With a flick of his bony fingers, he opened the wooden box. Lan Qingwu smelled a fragrance and saw that there was a snow-white pill in the wooden box.

"This is...Weiweiwei doesn't want to eat it!"

Lan Qingwu was a little unsure about these pills. Who knew what ingredients were in them? And even though these pills smelled fragrant, they tasted bitter.

The Shenwu Emperor raised one eyebrow and looked at Lan Qingwu: "Is this the elixir I asked Nie Wushuang to make specifically for your physique, or do you just want to drink some soup?"

Lan Qingwu's eyes went dark: "Can't I just not eat?"

However, she felt more at ease when she heard that the pills were made by Nie Wushuang. Nie Wushuang would never do anything rash. Fortunately, the Emperor Shenwu never believed in immortality, alchemy, or medicine.

An emotion flashed across the Emperor Shenwu's eyes. "This time, the cold poison has caused me so much suffering and damaged my body. These are just some basic elixirs to replenish my Qi and blood, and strengthen my body. I have worked so hard for you and worried about you. Please be patient, take the medicine well, and take care of yourself. I only hope that you can stay with me forever!"

Lan Qingwu felt sad and could only nod in agreement.

After the sixth prince in the palace beat the third prince, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave. The third prince stood up staggeringly, "You...don't leave!"

The Sixth Prince looked at the Third Prince with his cold phoenix eyes. The Third Prince felt that those phoenix eyes looked very much like his father's. Under the Sixth Prince's angry glare, the Third Prince's throat was blocked.

The Second, Fifth, and Seventh Princes also left the Chunnuan Pavilion. Seeing them all there, the Third Prince's expression grew even uglier. "My brothers are all here! They're all feasting in the pavilion. And look at you all. You all have your own mothers to worry about, unlike me, who still has to observe mourning for my mother."

The eldest prince's face darkened first. "Third brother, what nonsense are you talking about! Who are you going to mourn for in this palace? You can mourn for Mother Yang in your own residence, but this is taboo in the palace. The Empress Dowager, Father, and Mother are all here. It's not your turn to act so recklessly!"

To be more precise, Concubine Yang was no longer qualified to have anyone in the palace mourn for her. Concubine Yang's funeral was over, and apart from the Third Prince, a biological son who could openly mourn in his own residence, who else would seek misfortune in the palace?

The Second Prince also said, "Besides, the New Year hasn't even ended yet. If the Emperor knew about this, he would probably scold me, Third Prince."

The Seventh Prince was not polite either: "The New Year represents a new vision. If we ruin the new year, the people of the world will suffer, and my father will be angry!"

The Third Prince was so angry that his face turned pale. "Fifth brother, what about you? You're the same as Fourth brother. Although Mother is still suffering, at least she's still alive."

The Fifth Prince's face darkened. The Third Prince had single-handedly offended all his brothers. Just because your mother is gone, you're going to curse someone else's mother!

The Sixth Prince was too lazy to say another word to the Third Prince. He pulled the Seventh Prince over and left: "Father and Mother will be back soon, and the palace's Lantern Festival family banquet will be here soon!"

Several princes left one after another, leaving only the third prince staying where he was.

Emperor Shenwu returned to the palace a day later. The first thing he did after returning to the palace was to order: "Summon a few princes to the palace!"

In less than half an hour, several princes stood in a row in the Qianzheng Hall.

Emperor Shenwu looked at them one by one with a calm expression, gently turning the Hetian jade ring on his finger.

Several princes dared not breathe a word, especially the third prince, whose face still had bruises from being beaten. He lowered his head and had no intention of complaining. He had fought with his brother and lost, so he had no face to bring up the matter again, not to mention that he knew what he said was inappropriate.