Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

For Zhu Yunhuan.

The role of these two people is to show up when needed in the early stages and prove the "fact" that "they are indeed sick".

From now on, fewer and fewer people will pay attention to the situation in the Eastern Palace.

Just find an opportunity to let them do it.

Inside the side hall.

bang-

There was a sound of porcelain being dropped to the ground and breaking.

"I will not eat!"

"You...you...you are treasonous!"

Zhu Yunwen was pale and listless. He used up almost all his strength to knock the food brought by the Jinyiwei to the ground, then roared weakly with red eyes.

The person who was originally in good health suddenly became weak.

Of course they would guess what went wrong.

Just a few days ago, Zhu Yunwen was still the emperor's grandson who was the focus of everyone's attention. He followed Zhu Yuanzhang in and out of Fengtian Hall, Jinshen Hall and other places every day, attended court meetings and learned about state affairs.

Now he suddenly became a prisoner.

And the person sitting in the Fengtian Hall was actually that useless Zhu Yunhuan!

Zhu Yunwen couldn't help but get angry.

"Someone, clean up this place and bring up another bowl."

"The Second Prince is seriously ill and weak now. What will happen if he doesn't eat?" The Jinyiwei in charge of this matter seemed to be accustomed to it. Facing Zhu Yunwen's crazy appearance, he was indifferent and had no expression on his face.

Zhu Yunwen turned his face away and said, "I will not be cured if I eat...eat your food! Come...come! How dare you...how dare you to murder the heir to the throne...come!"

The Imperial Guard said coldly, "Second Prince, save your energy. Even if you scream your throat out, no one will come."

"Second Prince, please serve."

Seeing the palace servants bringing up more things, the Jinyiwei said indifferently.

Zhu Yunwen wanted to raise his hand and continue to knock him over.

But he heard Lu's scolding next to him: "Yunwen! Eat it! This place... inside and outside are full of... staring at that evil Zhu Yunhuan, struggling... struggling is useless..."

The Imperial Guard laughed and said, "The Crown Princess is more understanding."

Zhu Yunwen wanted to continue making trouble, but he caught a glimpse of Lu's meaningful and stern look.

He has always respected and relied on the Lu family.

After hesitating for a moment, he stopped making trouble, glared fiercely at the Jinyiwei who was doing the work, snorted coldly, and then ate the food unwillingly.

"Your Highness, this is what it means to know the current situation."

The Jinyiwei watched Zhu Yunwen swallow the thing, breathed a sigh of relief, and retreated with the palace servants.

Wait for the Jinyiwei to leave.

Zhu Yunwen glanced at Mrs. Lu with some resentment and resentment: "Mother...you clearly knew that there was something wrong with this food, why did you still..."

Lu made a gesture to keep quiet.

She forced herself to walk to Zhu Yunwen's side and said in a low voice, "There's only one day left. Zhu Yunwen... Zhu Yunwen, that evil creature, he... he can't ascend the throne!"

"Can't ascend...can't ascend the throne?"

Zhu Yunwen's eyes widened in surprise, and then he revealed a look of despair and unwillingness: "It's useless. He has that group of Huaixi nobles... Even the Jinyiwei has been controlled by him."

"Not to mention those Huaixi barbarians, even...even the civil officials in the court have already confirmed this matter. Master Huang...Master Huang just said a few more words on my behalf, and he ended up with his entire family executed..."

"He's still keeping us here just to keep us company. Once the storm is over, we might suddenly die of an inexplicable illness."

"It's no use...it's all over."

"We...what can we do to stop him from ascending the throne?"

Zhu Yunwen sat dejectedly on the bed, holding his disheveled head with both hands, muttering to himself, even his eyes seemed a little dazed, he looked disheartened, like a walking corpse.

Mrs. Lu sat down with a look of heartache on her face.

He put his arm around Zhu Yunwen's shoulders and patted him gently, "Good boy, don't lose heart. Your uncle has already planned a good plan for you. Although you have no hope of taking over the Ming Dynasty, you can survive. Zhu Yunwen will not have an easy life!"