Her eyes were too calm, which made Ji Qi feel guilty. After feeling guilty, he just slapped his face in words and said, "Forget it, forget it, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to worry about it."
"Your Highness, Prince Feng and I made a bet tonight. You and I are like grasshoppers on the same rope. If you are punished for gambling, so will I." Wei Zi said.
"What do you mean?" Ji Qi didn't react for a moment.
"According to the "Dayong Law", those who gamble by the people will be fined three coins, and those who gamble by the prince will be punished with thirty floggings. Your Highness, if the emperor knows about this, you will definitely be punished." Wei Zi said implicitly.
"Then don't worry, I have a mother and a queen for everything. No minister dares to interfere with me." Ji Qi was extremely generous.
"But now you owe Prince Feng ten thousand gold." Wei Zi felt that talking to the Crown Prince was really tiring.
Fortunately, Ji Qi was just too lazy to use his brain, but he was not so stupid that he could not save it. He thought for a while and said: "What you mean is that if I want to repay the money, I can only ask my father for it; if my father knows why I want to
Ten thousand gold will definitely fine me."
Wei Zi nodded: "In that case, you should go ahead and apologize. With the queen here, the emperor will give you a lighter sentence."
Ji Qi asked again: "How to bear the thorn and apologize?"
Wei Zi had the urge to hold her forehead: "Literally."
Ji Qi shouted: "Really carrying thorn sticks? It will be very painful!"
"Thirty floggings are more painful." Wei Zi felt like she was coaxing a child.
Ji Qi hesitated.
Hesitating and hesitating, he suddenly remembered a fatal thing: "Didn't you give me poison made from heartbroken grass? Where's the antidote?!"
Wei Zi was stunned. The fight with Feng Danyuan just now took so much energy that she had forgotten about it.
After a few seconds of silence, she took out a small box from her purse, took out a small green pill, and handed it to Ji Qi: "Antidote."
In fact, this is what Ji Qi just took. Zhengqi pills are very effective in refreshing the mind and she always carries them with her.
Ji Qi stared at the medicine suspiciously: "Is it really the antidote?"
"Conspirating to kill the prince is a crime against the nine clans. I dare not."
"Hmph, you've already fed me poison, but you still don't dare!"
"The incident happened suddenly, so I took a temporary measure. I hope the prince will have more." Wei Zi smiled apologetically.
This bowing attitude made Ji Qi very satisfied: "Then I, the Crown Prince, will forgive you."
He picked up the small balls and threw them into his mouth without hesitation.
*
When arriving at the palace, Wei Zi also finished telling Ji Qi about the play he was about to perform.
Ji Qi was still hesitating: "I can cry, but I can't carry wattle sticks. I'm afraid of pain."
"No." Wei Zi coaxed the prince and almost lost his patience: "I will help the prince apply some medicine on his back first. It won't be very painful."
"real?"
"real."
"Okay, as you said, it won't hurt..."
Midnight time.
Prince Yong, naked to the waist and carrying a thorn stick on his back, knelt in front of the emperor's palace.
At the same time, the princess ran to the Jiang harem and told the prince about the incident while choking.
Empress Jiang rushed to the emperor's palace.
The emperor was woken up, and after asking why the prince was acting like this, he was furious. It was obvious that the prince was dripping with blood. Empress Jiang begged, and most of her anger was gone. She only punished the prince to kneel for an hour, then let him go, and promised to owe Prince Feng
The ten thousand gold was taken from his private treasury.
