The prince is shameless

Wen Xing raised his eyebrows lightly, he didn't expect Xie Yi to be so obedient this time.

It was too late to boil the medicine, and he didn't plan to stay for long, so he told Xie Yi to sit on the bed obediently and then left.

Xie Yi was just like Cai Cai, he said no but he still obeyed obediently, but his resentful eyes didn't change until Wen Xing left.

Afterwards, Wen Xing brought a bowl of medicine and watched Xie Yi drink it, before coaxing him to sleep. By the way, he asked Fu Lu to take care of him and went back to his room.

The next day, Wen Xing woke up early to ask Xie Yi for leave, the reason was that there was not enough charcoal fire at night and he caught a cold.

Then he walked into Xie Yi's room, looked at Xie Yi who was sleeping soundly without disturbing him, and asked Fu Lu softly, "How is your Highness?"

However, Fu Lu shook his head worriedly and said, "After falling asleep at night, he recovered for a while, and he started to have a fever again not long ago."

Has the disease recurred?

Wen Xing frowned slightly, then let go after a while, and said to Fu Lu: "Your father-in-law has worked hard all night looking after you, you should go and have a rest first, and I will take care of your highness."

"The slave's duty is to trouble the Second Young Master Wen." Fu Lu bowed to salute and retreated slowly.

Wen Xing nodded in greeting, then walked to Xie Yi's bed and stretched out his hand to gently touch Xie Yi's forehead.

Much better than last night.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that the herbal medicine was still enough, he didn't go to the imperial physician, he woke up Xie Yi softly and called the palace servants, and then he left to prepare the medicine for Xie Yi himself.

Seeing that it was almost time for breakfast, and Xie Qing was about to come over, Wen Xing first boiled two bowls of herbal porridge with some herbs.

Coincidentally, as soon as the medicated porridge came out of the pot, someone from the palace came to inform that Xie Qing had arrived.

Wen Xing went out with the porridge, smiled lightly and looked at Xie Qing, whose eyes were shining when he saw him, and said, "His Royal Highness has caught a cold, so I made some medicinal food this time, and I hope that His Highness Six will not dislike it."

"Is the emperor sick?" Xie Qing suppressed her joy and put on a worried expression. "I want to go see the emperor."

"Then the Sixth Highness and the ministers will go to the room of His Highness the Crown Prince."

Wen Xing nodded and led Xie Qing in.

When they entered, Xie Yi had already washed up, and was sitting quietly by the bed, with a clear look in his eyes.

It seems that sanity has also recovered.

Wen Xing put down the medicinal food in his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "The medicine is already boiling, Your Highness, let's have some breakfast first."

"En." Xie Yi replied with a nasal voice weakly, and slowly walked to the table and sat down.

Xie Qing followed closely behind, sat obediently and asked with concern: "Is your brother still in good health?"

"It's nothing serious." Xie Yi pulled the corners of his lips, and said this sentence with a pale face, which really didn't have any credibility.

No matter what Xie Qing said, he was still in his teens, so he was not so easy to be deceived. It was rare for him to put away his obedient child appearance, and orderly asked his imperial brother to take care of his body and so on.

Seeing that the two brothers were chatting happily, Wen Xing didn't bother him much, and went back to the small kitchen to look at the medicinal soup.

Not long after the medicinal soup started cooking, Wen Xing reckoned that he would have enough time, so he cooked another bowl of porridge for himself - he always hated the smell of medicinal herbs, even medicinal diet.

Seeing that the medicinal soup was ready, Wen Xing once again carried it to Xie Yi's room in person.

The two brothers had almost eaten, so he called his servants to clean up and put the soup and medicine on the table.

At this moment, Xie Qing, who was smiling happily, changed his face, gritted his teeth and bent over with a muffled grunt, clutching his stomach tightly.

"Your Highness Six!"

"Xiaoqing!"

Wen Xing and Xie Yi were frightened by the accident, one on the left and one on the right supported him respectively.

"Stomach...stomach hurts..."

Xie Qing squeezed out a few broken words from between her teeth, and then spat out a pool of black blood with a "wow".

This is a sign of poisoning.

Wen Xing's heart sank suddenly.

"Prince doctor, hurry up and call the doctor!"

Xie Yi's anxious voice brought back Wen Xing's sanity, he rushed to the door and told Fu Lu to call the imperial doctor, but he didn't go back into the house.

For some unknown reason, he stood silently at the door, waiting for Fulu to bring the imperial physician over, his heart was in a mess.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Lu finally brought the imperial physician over, accompanied by Emperor An Long who had just come down to court.

Wen Xing's heart sank to the bottom.

"I only heard that the crown prince caught a cold, why did something happen to Xiao Liu?"

Emperor An Long, who always pretended that Mount Tai was collapsing in front of him without changing his face, couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked Wen Xing, who seemed to be the only insider.

Wen Xing clenched his hands hidden in his wide sleeves for a moment and then loosened them, still shaking his head and said: "Returning to Your Majesty, the Sixth Highness was fine at first, but suddenly said that his stomach hurts, and then... Then he spit out a pool of black blood. I don't know what's going on, but I hope His Majesty will forgive me."

Emperor An Long seemed to have sensed something, took a deep look at him, and went into the room to check on Xie Qing's situation.

Wen Xing closed his eyes, and followed Emperor An Long in together.

"Report to Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince is poisoned."

After a short diagnosis, the imperial physician came up with an answer that was consistent with Wen Xing's guess, and continued to add after a pause.

"The minister took advantage of the opportunity to inspect the soup and medicine on the table and the bowls that had not been taken away, and found that the medicinal materials used in them all had a common characteristic - once they were taken four times, they would die of a sudden illness, and it would only look like an ordinary illness Aggravate."

"Fortunately, because the sixth prince is naturally sensitive to drugs, he showed signs of poisoning when he took it for the first time. As long as the toxins in the body are removed in time, there will be no serious problems."

Medicinal food may be eaten once in a while, but if you drink decoction for curing diseases, you must drink at least six times.

In other words, if it wasn't for Xie Qing's special physique, then...

Wen Xing trembled violently, not daring to think about it.

"Ah Xing." Xie Yi suddenly called him, "Who is in charge of this medicinal diet and medicinal soup?"

From the moment Xie Qing vomited blood, Wen Xing knew that he couldn't escape - even though he didn't know why these herbs were poisonous.

He withdrew his usual gentle appearance, and slowly knelt down on the ground that could not be warmed by the charcoal fire.

"Returning to His Highness, from the medicinal materials to the medicinal food, the preparation of the medicinal soup, and finally serving it, there is only one person in the whole process."

The whole room suddenly fell into silence.

It was so quiet that you could even hear your own heartbeat.

Anxiety, surprise, bewilderment... All kinds of complicated emotions passed by in a flash, and finally returned to calm.

He inexplicably remembered that when he was falsely accused in his previous life, he was very calm from the beginning to the end, and only expressed his attitude lightly after the person who framed him finished speaking.

What did he say then?

【"I admit that I am innocent, and I am willing to wait for your Majesty to investigate thoroughly in the prison."】

Now, what he is facing is not a false accusation, but a real crime.

At this time, if he imitated his previous life and said that he was innocent, who would believe it?I'm afraid that only Xie Qing who just woke up and doesn't know anything will believe it.

After a while, Wen Xing ignored Xie Yi's shocked gaze, and looked directly at Emperor Anlong.

"It's just that I admit that I'm innocent, and I'm willing to wait for His Majesty's thorough investigation in the dungeon."

Loud.

Even though he knew that Emperor An Long would never believe him, Wen Xing still did not intend to give up.It's rare to live again, and want him to repeat the mistakes of his previous life?

He doesn't want to.

"no!"

"That's what you want."

Xie Yi and Emperor An Long spoke at the same time, but any fool knows who to listen to.

On October 25, the 22th year of Anlong, the companion of the prince of the Northern Dynasty was imprisoned for murdering the heir of the royal family, causing an uproar in the court.

In General Wen's Mansion in the corner of Zhang'an City, Wen Yu sat in the courtyard with a sullen face.On the opposite side of him were Xu Yunning who smiled amiably and Wen Guang who looked amiable despite the majesty and oppression.

Wen Yu glanced at the two who were still in a good mood even after hearing that Wen Xing had been imprisoned, and pursed his lips in silence.

He had a vague premonition that Wen's world was about to change, and it would be in the hands of his unfavored little brother.

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In the East Palace, Xie Qing, who had been unconscious for a long time, finally woke up slowly, but when she opened her eyes, she saw Xie Yi with a gloomy face.

He could see that Xie Yi was in a bad mood at the moment, so he didn't make any noise to disturb him. He looked around, but found that there were only Xie Yi and him in the room.

Where did Kemeng go?

This was the first question that popped up in Xie Qing's mind.

"woke up?"

Xie Yi's slightly hoarse voice came from beside his ears.

Xie Qing sat up obediently, nodded, and asked, "Brother Prince, where did Ke Meng go?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Xie Qing seemed to see that Xie Yi's complexion darkened a bit.

Xie Yi pursed his lips for a moment, and finally said slowly: "He... went to the dungeon, charged with murdering the emperor's heir."

"what?!"

Xie Qing's eyes widened suddenly, they were full of surprise, without any other emotion.He hurriedly lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, he said: "I don't believe it, there must be some misunderstanding, I, I'll go and tell my father!"

"It's useless." Xie Yi lowered his eyelashes and smiled wryly, "Ah Xing himself asked to go to the dungeon, and Gu has already asked Father, so it's useless."

"Even so, I want to go!" Xie Qing quite disagreed with Xie Yi's statement, "And how could Ke Meng really go to the dungeon willingly, he was just forced to do so. The dungeon is so dark, Ke Meng is afraid Hei, maybe he will do something stupid to prove his innocence next time!"

Xie Qing's straightforward words were like a big bucket of cold water, ruthlessly waking up the bewildered Xie Yi.

Wasn't Wen Xing in the previous life just to prove his innocence by taking poison and committing suicide?

He stood up abruptly from his chair, panic and uneasiness quickly took over his mind.

"Go alone with you!"

Xie Qing looked at Xie Yi, who was pale and obviously still ill, paused and said nothing, nodded heavily, quickly put on his shoes, and together with Xie Yi rushed to the place where Emperor Anlong was at the moment—the Imperial Study Room.

The rain last night had already stopped, and the water stains on the ground were gone.The breeze is soaked in coolness, sending the message of early winter.

"Responding to the words of the two Highnesses, His Majesty is reviewing the memorial, and no one is seen."

The eunuch at the door smiled shyly, conveying Emperor Anlong's refusal.

Xie Qing had a plan in mind, he and Xie Yi looked at each other, showing a sly smile.

Xie Yi raised his eyebrows lightly, it was the first time he saw the little emperor who was usually cute and harmless like a rabbit showing such an expression.He nodded imperceptibly, indicating that Xie Qing would cooperate.

The next moment, the well-behaved Xie Qing suddenly had red eyes.

He stood still for a while, brewing his emotions, and a thick layer of mist appeared in his eyes.

"Xiaoqing, what's the matter with you?" Xie Yiduan looked like a good brother, half squatting down and looking at Xie Qing.

Hearing Xie Yi's concern, Xie Qing's accumulated tears kept rolling down like broken beads.He cried aggrievedly: "Brother Prince...Father, does Father really dislike me? Usually, Father never comes to see me. Today, today, it is rare for me to muster up the courage to visit Father once. , father refused to see me..."

"Woo... Normally, my mother and concubine don't care about me, and now my father doesn't care about me. I... am I a child that no one wants..."

"In the first place, only the prince's elder brother and Ke Meng cared about me...Why did the emperor take Ke Meng away..."

The more Xie Qing talked, the more wronged she became, and the louder she cried.

"Wow--"

Even Xie Yi's heart couldn't help throbbing for a moment, he gently stroked Xie Qing's soft hair, and comforted him: "Father has his own reasons. Be good, and there is also Brother Huang."

It's just that Xie Yi's consolation only had the opposite effect, Xie Qing cried even louder.

"What are you crying about in front of the imperial study!"

As if he couldn't listen anymore, Emperor Anlong walked out of the imperial study with a gloomy face.

"His Majesty."

"Father."

The eunuch at the door and Xie Yi beside Xie Qing quickly saluted respectfully.

Relying on the fact that she hadn't finished crying yet, Xie Qing stubbornly stood there and refused to salute, looking directly at Emperor Anlong.

To be honest, Xie Qing's cry just now is true, this is also the first time that Emperor Anlong really looked directly at his sixth son.

His face turned pale, and he scolded in a low voice: "Nonsense, what are you talking about, are you still a child?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Qing was even more aggrieved when she heard the words, and asked back: "Isn't it?"

Emperor Anlong was speechless for a moment.

11 years old, isn't that a child?

After a pause for a while, Emperor Anlong gave a final cold snort and was about to return to the imperial study.Seeing that Xie Yi and Xie Qing hadn't moved, he stopped and added: "Go in quickly, don't you think it's embarrassing?"

Xie Yi and Xie Qing looked at each other again, showing an imperceptible smile on each other.

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