The old lady and Yuan Qingping didn't go back until after dinner. They originally wanted to wait for Yu Wenhao to come back, but Yu Wenhao had been busy these days, so they had to eat before he could wait.
It was getting late, and the old lady was unwilling to stay in the palace for the night, so Yuan Qingling had no choice but to send Xu Yi back.
Yuan Qingling thought about waiting for Yu Wenhao to come back tonight. She had vowed to wait for him several nights before, but she always fell asleep while waiting.
So tonight she brought Duobao into the house and had a conversation. By the end of the conversation, she even knew how many stray dogs there were in Beijing.
But still sleepy.
When I finally got up, Auntie Xi came in for the fifth time and urged me, "It's time to go to bed. I'm afraid the prince won't be back so early tonight."
Yuan Qingling drowsily climbed onto the bed, "Okay, then I'll fall asleep and wait."
Aunt Xi smiled angrily. The princess was actually very sleepy. She had been nodding her head since noon, her eyelids were drooping, and she had to hold on and wait for almost two hours.
She stepped forward to press the quilt for Yuan Qingling. Just as she turned around to blow out the lamp, she saw Yu Wenhao come in. She was startled and said, "Your Majesty!"
Yuan Qingling heard the voice and opened her eyes suddenly. Sure enough, he was back.
However, his clothes and face were stained with blood, and his face looked haggard and sad.
Yuan Qingling's heart tightened and she suddenly got out of bed, "Oh my God, what happened? Are you injured?"
Yu Wenhao held her hand, asked her to sit down, and said hoarsely: "I'm fine, it's not me, it's Lao Ba, Lao Ba is in trouble."
"Old Eighth?" Yuan Qingling was startled, and then thought of the eighth prince Yu Wenchang. He was the Queen's direct descendant, more than a year younger than King Qi, and ranked eighth, "What's wrong with him?"
"Si Gu hurt him!" Yu Wenhao's face turned pale.
"Gu Si?" Yuan Qingling blurted out, "Impossible!"
Yu Wenhao sat down slowly, a trace of confusion and pain rising in his eyes, "But, he admitted it."
Yuan Qingling was also shocked, "Why? Why did he hurt the eighth prince?"
Yu Wenhao shook his head and said solemnly: "He only admitted that he hurt Lao Ba, but he didn't tell the reason, and he never spoke."
Yuan Qing sat down and looked at Gu Si. Although Gu Si occasionally made mistakes, he still
Wouldn't do that.
But he admitted it.
"What exactly happened?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yu Wenhao looked at her, thinking of today's events, his eyes couldn't help but cast a layer of gloom, "Today I went into the palace to report the affairs of Jiang Mansion in the Pavilion. When I came out, I met Eunuch Li. Eunuch Li told me that my mother-in-law was feeling unwell last night.
I asked the imperial doctor, so I thought of stopping by to take a look. As soon as I reached the Minghua Hall, I heard Lao Ba scream inside. I rushed in and saw Gu Si holding a bloody sword. Lao Ba
Ba had already fallen into a pool of blood, and Lao Ba’s personal eunuch was dead. When I left with Lao Ba in my arms, Gu Si watched me pass by, followed me slowly, but didn’t say a word, waiting for Father
When he came, he only said one thing, it was him who did it."
"Minghua Palace? Doesn't the Eighth Prince live in Minghua Palace?" Yuan Qing said.
"Yes, Minghua Hall has been uninhabited for a long time, but Lao Ba likes to paint there, and something happened to him today when he was painting." Yu Wenhao sighed deeply, feeling incomprehensible and confused.
.
"How is the Eighth Prince doing now?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"I gave him the Purple Gold Pill, but I don't know if he can survive it. The imperial doctor said that his injury was very serious. When I left the palace, he even vomited blood." Yu Wenhao said seriously.
Yuan Qingling held his hand, and his hand trembled slightly, knowing that he had always regarded Gu Si as his brother.
"This matter is very strange. Who is taking over the investigation now?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"My father gave me the case, and now Gu Si is temporarily detained in the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen. I don't know how to ask him yet." Yu Wenhao took a deep breath and said.
Yuan Qingling asked: "There is a gap of more than a year between the Eighth Prince and the King of Qi. The King of Qi has long since granted him a prince's palace and a residence in another place. Why has the Eighth Prince not yet been granted a palace or a king? And I remember that he seems not to be married yet.
Bar?"
Ordinarily, an adult prince cannot stay in the harem.
Yu Wenhao said: "Father actually has a decree to make him King Lu, but Lao Ba's brain is a little unclear."
"Not smart?"
"He..." Yu Wenhao didn't know what to say, "He hasn't liked talking to people since he was a child. He is very withdrawn. He also doesn't know how to read. He only loves to paint. Sometimes he can paint all day long, but he likes me.
He and Lao Qi have been attached to us since he was a child, and today I was very scared when I saw him not even breathing."
Yuan Qingling heard that this disease sounded like autism.
Autistic people, that is, autism, have their own world, but their IQs are normal, and some have even higher IQs than many normal people. They just close themselves in their own world.
Yuan Qingling held his hand and comforted him feebly, "Don't worry too much, he will be fine."
"Can you save him?" Yu Wenhao looked at her.
Yuan Qingling took out the medicine box. There were still those pregnancy-preventing medicines in the medicine box. She shook her head, "I'm sorry, I can't help it."
Yu Wenhao wiped his face with both hands and sighed deeply.
He stood up and said, "I will come back and change my clothes. I still have to go into the palace and guard him."
"I'll go with you." Yuan Qing Ling said.
"No, just go to sleep. It's okay." Yu Wenhao hugged her tightly, "You must be good and you can't make any mistakes."
Yuan Qingling's eyes were filled with heat and he said, "I know."
Yu Wenhao went to take a bath, changed his clothes and came in. He saw Yuan Qingling sitting under the lamp, not going to bed yet, "Why aren't you going to bed yet?"
Yuan Qingling looked up at him, "This matter is very strange. Have you ever thought that Gu Si was framed?"
"After thinking about it, I have ordered people to conduct a close search and investigation in the palace, but the worst thing is that Gu Si admitted that he hurt the eighth brother." Yu Wenhao pulled her up, helped her to the bedside, and comforted her, "Don't worry.
Well, I will definitely investigate this matter clearly. Not only will I investigate this case, but I will also keep a close eye on the Tingjiang Mansion case."
Yuan Qingling looked at him, "Do you think this matter is for you?"
"It may not necessarily be against me, but at least if this incident occurs, my father's attention will definitely be diverted and he will not pay so much attention to the Tingjiang Mansion case. During this period, someone can do something."
"Well, then go ahead and be careful." Yuan Qing Ling said.
Yu Wenhao kissed her forehead and said softly: "I understand, you can go to sleep. You don't have to wait for me these nights."
"Okay!" Yuan Qingling lay down and watched him go out wearing a black cloak. The wind blew in, making it a little cold.
Yuan Qingling couldn't sleep, so he sat up again when he went out.
Aunt Xi came in and said: "Princess, you can't stay up late like this, it's not good for your health. There is always a way to solve things. If Mr. Gu hadn't done this, the prince would definitely clear his name."
Yuan Qingling sighed, "I think the Eighth Prince is the only one who knows the truth. If he wakes up, the matter will come to light."
There is no medicine in the medicine box, there are only two possibilities.
One way is that the imperial doctor can save him.
Another possibility... She didn't dare to think about it, maybe, maybe it couldn't be saved, and medication would be useless.