Four hundred and ninetieth chapters for the better
Time flies, three months have passed, midsummer has passed, and the coolness of autumn has arrived.
His Highness the Crown Prince, who has been recovering from his injuries in the East Palace, is getting better day by day. He can already be supported on the bed and walk around slowly. His face is also getting better day by day.
Empress Yuan came to the East Palace every day. Seeing that her son's injuries were greatly improved, Empress Yuan was filled with joy: "The imperial doctor said that if you take care of him for a few more months, he will be back to his original state after the New Year."
It is impossible to return to the original situation.
The remaining poison in the body has been cleared away, but the body was seriously injured and needs to be nursed back to health slowly. There is also a scar as big as a bowl of wine on the right arm, which makes it difficult to use strength.
Under Zhu Yun's instructions, the two imperial doctors concealed these matters. Of course, they had to choose the right thing to say in front of Empress Yuan.
From the outside, Zhu Yun is just a little weak.
Empress Yuan's face was full of joy, and Yuan Min was also smiling: "Your Highness is able to stay and move around, and he will recover soon. Empress Mother should also be relieved."
The couple had a tacit understanding and were happy in front of Queen Yuan.
After Queen Yuan left, Zhu Yun took a breath, sat down by the bed, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm really useless now. I just walked around for a short time, and my head is covered with sweat."
Yuan Min wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, smiled and said softly: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Such a serious injury must be recovered slowly."
Zhu Yun sighed again: "It's really boring to stay in the East Palace all day."
In this state, he could neither go to court nor read memorials. He stayed in the palace every day and was extremely bored. From the day he could stay in the palace, he actively practiced walking.
However, things like taking care of your body cannot be rushed. Zhu Yun complained a few times and continued to stay in the East Palace honestly.
Emperor Qing'an was busy with government affairs every day and often reviewed memorials until midnight. He only came to the East Palace to visit the prince every few days.
In the afternoon of this day, Zhu Yun paced slowly in the palace. Commander Zhu on the side wanted to help him, but Zhu Yun firmly refused: "I don't need your help, I will walk by myself."
After walking twice, sweat broke out on Zhu Yun's forehead.
At this moment, Emperor Qing'an came in. Zhu Yun was a little surprised. He subconsciously stepped forward to greet him and bowed his hands. Before he finished the salute, his body swayed.
Shen You's quick eyesight and quick hands were one step faster than Commander Zhu's movements, and he reached out to support His Highness in time: "Your Highness, be careful."
Zhu Yun calmed down and smiled at Shen You: "Thank you."
After Zhu Yun stood firm, Shen You took back his hand.
Emperor Qing'an had a panoramic view of this scene, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and asked Zhu Yun: "How have you been these past two days? In front of Emperor Qing'an, Zhu Yun was really much: "My appetite is not bad, I can walk
I can do some tea kung fu, but my right arm still doesn't have much strength.
This right arm is half disabled.
Emperor Qing'an's eyes fell on Zhu Yun's right arm, and he felt a throbbing pain in his heart. After a while, he said: "As long as the person is okay. I'll hide these things from your mother for the time being, and don't let her know."
Zhu Yun nodded and agreed. He was still in the mood to joke: "Fortunately, I am my father's only son and was made the crown prince early. Otherwise, my position as the crown prince may not be guaranteed."
Emperor Qing'an: "..."
Eunuch Yang on the side did not look moved.
Eunuch Feng quickly glanced at Shen You who knew nothing.
It was rare for Emperor Qing'an to feel guilty and embarrassed, but fortunately he could hold his nerve and not show it at all on his face: "What nonsense are you talking about? You have no strength in your right hand, and you still have your left hand. When your health gets better, practice writing with your left hand."
Zhu Yun nodded: "Father said yes, and I also have this plan."
Emperor Qing'an was not a kind father. He was used to being strict with his son since he was a child. A few words like this were the limit. There were still a lot of political affairs in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, so Emperor Qing'an left soon.
The accompanying soldiers and chamberlains left the East Palace with the emperor in a grand manner.
Zhu Yun looked at Emperor Qing'an's back, flashing back to the scene just now, and couldn't help but say to Yuan Min: "Why do I feel that my father is a little strange today. I just made a joke, but my father's tone at that time was not quite right."
Yuan Min chuckled softly and said: "You really shouldn't say this kind of joke. My father has always been strict with you because he has high expectations for you. It doesn't mean that my father doesn't love you. When you say this, you are stabbing my father with a needle."
heart of."
Zhu Yun touched his nose: "I just said it casually, I didn't think much about it at all."
Yuan Min sighed and said: "Actually, what you said is not unreasonable. Back then, the four brothers, the father and the emperor, fought openly and secretly for more than ten years in order to compete for the throne, and finally broke out in the Imperial Mausoleum Rebellion. They were fighting to the death. Now, the only one left is
King Zhao is fine."
If Zhu Yun had a brother who was healthy and outstanding, would Zhu Yun still be so stable now? Would Emperor Qing'an have the idea of Yi Chu? Would the courtiers support another prince?
These are all unknown.
Fortunately, this is only if.
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On this day, Feng Shaojun was deep in thought and depressed. With her ability, she covered it up so tightly that no one could see it.
Until evening, Eunuch Yang called her to the house to talk.
"San'er," there were only two of them in the room, and they had no worries about speaking. Eunuch Yang asked directly: "Is there any movement over at Qiu House?"
There are three people deployed in Qiu's residence. In the past few months, Feng Shaojun has intentionally or unintentionally omitted the information in Qiu's residence.
Eunuch Yang suddenly asked this question tonight, and Feng Shaojun immediately came over to understand. There were more than three secret sentries in Qiu's house. There were also internal officials hiding in the inner house, directly taking orders from Eunuch Yang.
Feng Shaojun raised his eyes and looked at Eunuch Yang. After a while, he replied in a low voice: "Someone bribed the gatekeeper and wanted to sneak into Jiang's courtyard. I secretly ordered someone to attack that woman."
A few days ago, the gatekeeper woman "accidentally" fell down and broke her leg. She was sent home to recuperate from her injuries. She was replaced by a new woman.
This new mother-in-law is one of the secret sentinels.
Eunuch Yang took a deep look at Feng Shaojun and said slowly: "She is Shen You's biological mother after all. She should not act rashly unless absolutely necessary."
It was almost a clear warning to Feng Shaojun not to kill Jiang.
Feng Shaojun's brows did not move: "Don't worry, foster father, I understand the importance."
No matter how much Shen You hates Jiang, Jiang's blood is still flowing in his body. Jiang is imprisoned in the Qiu family's inner house and lives quietly. Shen You has nothing to worry about. If Jiang suddenly "dies violently",
As Shen You's son, should he investigate to the end and avenge the Jiang family?
There are no absolute secrets in this world. Everything you do will leave traces. Once Shen You notices it, the secrets that have been hidden for many years will surface.
It is precisely because of these concerns that Emperor Qing'an has been forbearing until now and has not taken Jiang's life.
