The Crybaby Prince is Reborn, Where is the Prince Going?

Everyone was inside the Qianqing Palace except for the two corpses.

"What's wrong with the third brother?" Emperor Xuan sat at the top, looking majestic without being angry.

Ji Zhonghuan stood aside, his eyes fixed on the meticulously carved pillar.

Xiao Mingli briefly recounted what had happened, and at the end added, "It was all thanks to the Crown Prince's female guard that she protected both him and you, the Emperor."

The Third Prince's tone was so sarcastic that Jin You couldn't help but frown, but he still didn't say anything.

As a victim, he should pretend to be weak, let the Third Prince talk more, and save the ultimate move for last.

"Oh? There is such a thing?" Emperor Xuan slowly turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, his eyes swept across the faces of the third prince and Qian Kun, and finally stopped on Aque.

"I see that this little girl is so young yet has such strong martial arts skills. Wouldn't it be a waste of her talent to keep her by the Crown Prince's side? Since the Third Prince appreciates her so much, how about giving her to him?"

Aque lowered his head, his hands quietly pressing on the scimitar.

Jin You was afraid that she would rush up and chop off Emperor Xuan's head, so he knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

"Your Majesty!!! Look at You'er's neck..." He quietly used some hidden strength to break the wound that was not bleeding, and the blood began to flow non-stop in an instant.

"Ouch~ It really hurts!!! Fortunately, Daddy asked me to take Ah Que with me at all times, otherwise You'er might not be able to see the emperor again today~~~"

The crying of a child is so penetrating that it makes the veins on one's forehead throb.

Seeing that Emperor Xuan was no longer staring at him, Aque also knelt behind Jinyou, but his hand was still on the scimitar.

"Okay, stop crying. I will take care of it for you."

Emperor Xuan rubbed his brows and asked Jinyou, "What do you think?"

Jin You wiped the corners of his tearless eyes, lowered his voice, and cupped his hands, "Now that the palace has been attacked by thieves, You'er's injury is not a big concern, but if the thieves hurt the emperor, it would be a disaster. So You'er thought about it, since Master Ji is here, why not let Master Ji investigate thoroughly now? I believe that Master Ji will be able to get to the bottom of it."

These words have completely put the person in a difficult position. We have to investigate whether we want to or not!

"Father!" The Third Prince was a little flustered. "I think it would be faster if we handed this matter over to the Ministry of Justice."

Emperor Xuan raised his hand to interrupt the Third Prince: "Forget it, Ji Qing."

Ji Zhonghuan cupped his hands and said, "I am here."

"Investigate this matter thoroughly within three days. I have faith in your ability."

"Yes, I will definitely fulfill your mission."

"Since You'er is injured, you can rest in the mansion for the next few days and don't need to come to the palace again."

Jin You lowered his head and responded softly. From Emperor Xuan's perspective, he couldn't see his expression, but he assumed he was frightened and tired.

But Aque could see the corners of his mouth slowly curling up from behind him.

When everyone dispersed, Xiao Mingli's face clearly showed unhappiness.

Jinyou had a wooden face, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

Today is truly a win-win-win day.

As the two of them walked out of the palace, they saw Bai Mo holding a lantern and guarding the carriage from a distance. Another carriage was parked nearby.

Jinyou took two quick steps, jumped into the carriage, and called out joyfully, "Daddy."

"Well, let's go back home first."

Two carriages left the palace one after the other.

The man in black lying on the city wall also turned around and ran towards the Qianqing Palace.

After returning to the mansion, He Qianzhao took Jinyou down and ordered directly: "Bring Qingfei here."

"Daddy?" Jinyou struggled, but couldn't break free, so he stopped struggling.

"Don't move." He Qianzhao's tone was cold, as if he had a piece of ice in his mouth.

Jinyou didn't dare to disobey. Even though his collar was grabbed from behind and he couldn't breathe, he didn't dare to move.

When Qing Fei was being carried all the way back to his Liuyunzhai, he was also being carried here by a masked man.

The man left the person behind and disappeared without a word. He came and went without a trace, and his identity remained a mystery.

Jinyou has never seen his true face, and it is said that everyone who has seen his true face is dead.

"What's the matter again?" Qing Fei was holding his precious medicine box and panting.

"See if You'er has any Chinese medicine."

Upon hearing this, Qing Fei's expression gradually became solemn.

He reached out to feel Jinyou's pulse, then withdrew his hand after a moment with a grim expression.

"Yes, the same kind. But the ingestion time was short, so it can still be cured."

What medicine? How could it be Chinese medicine? Jinyou carefully recalled the whole process of what happened. Since entering the palace, he had not eaten a single bite of food from the palace, not even tea. How could it be Chinese medicine?

He asked this question out of confusion.

He Qianzhao pondered for a moment, but didn't elaborate. He only said, "This medicine is colorless and odorless, and it's impossible to prevent it."

"Did Aque also get tricked? Is she okay?"

He Qianzhao touched his head and comforted him: "She is a girl, this medicine has no effect on her."

Qing Fei looked at He Qianzhao, shook his head and sighed, opened his precious medicine box, bandaged Jinyou's wound first, and then began to prepare medicine.

"If you ask me, I'd better not let him enter the palace alone again. I can handle it this time, but what will he do if I'm not around next time? Will he become like you?"

Qing Fei's words were really hurtful and directly hit He Qianzhao's scar.

He Qianzhao said: "This is what he should experience."

"But he's still so young. Do you have the heart to watch him become childless and become as cold-blooded and heartless as you?"

He Qianzhao tilted his head and didn't respond.

There is no connection between the two, but in Qing Fei's mouth they become cause and effect.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore. Think about what I mentioned to you last time. I'm going to make medicine for You'er."

Qing Fei left. He came in panting and left angrily.

"Daddy? What do you mean by cutting off the lineage and grandchildren?" Jin You stared at He Qianzhao with a pair of wet eyes, without any of the shrewd calculations he had during the day.

He Qianzhao sat next to Jinyou and sighed, "The emperor is wary of the He family and naturally doesn't want the He family to dominate."

That's why the emperor resorted to all kinds of dirty tricks.

They poisoned and assassinated me openly, but I had no choice but to endure it.

What Emperor Xuan feared was not He Qianzhao or the He family, but the influence left by the deceased Prime Minister Fang Pei.

A group of court elders were killed when the emperor ascended the throne, but it was impossible for all the nobles in the capital to be slaughtered. Most of the remaining people were Fang Pei's disciples, headed by He Qianzhao, and they also believed in He Qianzhao after entering the court.

The emperor did not dare to let this power be passed down, so he poisoned He Qianzhao through the hand of Concubine Chen.

It not only severed He Qianzhao's chances of having descendants, but also severed the last bit of humanity he had left.

"You'er, Daddy asked you to learn martial arts not only because he wanted you to be strong and healthy, but also because he wanted you to be able to avoid all kinds of attacks. Daddy can protect you as long as he is here, but if Daddy is gone, you will also be able to protect yourself."

"You'er understands. But Daddy, you also said that the medicine is invincible and even Daddy can be affected. Even if You'er's martial arts skills are high, won't he still be ambushed?"

He Qianzhao's eyes dimmed. He knew this result would happen, so Qing Fei asked him to think again about what they had discussed before.

……

In the palace, after Ji Zhonghuan left, a black shadow appeared in the Qianqing Palace.

"Master, it's done," he said.

The dim candlelight made it difficult to see Emperor Xuan's expression.

Xiao Mingli knelt beside him, not daring to look up, and said in a muffled voice, "Father, are you really going to hand your son over to He Qianzhao for disposal?"

Emperor Xuan remained silent, and he did not dare to ask any further questions.

There was a long silence, and then Emperor Xuan said, "Ji Zhonghuan is undecided. It's not easy to embarrass you if we can't find any evidence. You should go back home and reflect on your actions for a few days."

Xiao Mingli knew that Emperor Xuan was protecting him. After all, he had attracted a wave of hatred in the past. Even if He Qianzhao suspected Emperor Xuan, he would not be able to do anything to him.

He felt disdainful in his heart, thinking that he had become the scapegoat. Even if the matter was accomplished, it would not count as a success. In the end, both sides would suffer losses. It would be better not to do it.