Happy Spring Every Year

Chapter 259: Going to Serve Your Imperial Grandfather

Turning around the palace road, Shen Jiasui saw a group of people walking towards him from a distance. Their steps showed an eagerness and confusion. They were the Crown Princess and His Royal Highness the Grandson who had returned.

Shen Jiasui cheered up and walked quickly forward.

The Crown Princess knew that Shen Jiasui must be here to look for her, so when he approached, she spoke first:

"Mrs. Jiang, there's no need to be so polite."

Shen Jiasui stood up and walked to the side of the Crown Princess. Taking advantage of the cover of his wide sleeves, he held the Crown Princess's hand tightly while walking.

"Crown Princess, His Majesty, upon hearing the tragic news that the Imperial Tutor was gravely injured and near death, instantly collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Before closing his eyes, he urgently summoned you and His Royal Highness the Grandson to an audience."

"Your Majesty fainted once before, during a conversation with Prince Rui and his son. Perhaps it was due to anger and excessive worry. If this continues, I'm afraid it will seriously harm your health."

"At this moment, all the imperial doctors have gathered in the palace. I would like to invite the Crown Princess to take charge of the situation."

Shen Jiasui lowered his voice, deliberately avoiding the imperial guards leading the way in front and the palace maids serving beside him.

Upon hearing this, the Crown Princess suddenly raised her eyes, and a trace of horror quickly spread across her eyes like ripples.

Her eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at Shen Jiasui closely, as if she was confirming something.

Shen Jiasui looked back at the Crown Princess with a pair of clear and firm eyes, without dodging or avoiding.

The Crown Princess couldn't help but gasp.

But after the shock in her heart subsided, she not only did not retreat, but instead held Shen Jiansui's hand tightly under her wide sleeves. In this silent communication, the two seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding and consensus.

The Crown Princess knew very well that Emperor Sheng would never summon her and Ye'er before he fainted.

Therefore, Lord Jiang and Madam Jiang took a big risk to give her and Ye'er a reason to appear openly.

When the mother and son entered the imperial study, even if others knew that the emperor had not summoned them, who would have the courage to drive her and Ye'er out?

According to Mrs. Jiang, her father fainted twice, was "overwhelmed with anger" and "lost consciousness." Every word and sentence has a deep meaning.

She understands, she understands.

The Crown Princess did not let go of Shen Jiansui's hand for a long time. At this moment, her heartbeat was like a rapid drumbeat, hitting her chest again and again.

Holding a blade, lying in wait for an opportunity.

She has been waiting for this opportunity for too long!

When her thoughts reached this point, a fiery and resolute light ignited in the Crown Princess's eyes.

Although she is a weak woman, today she dares to use her delicate hands to break into this red wall and iron cage imprisoned by the imperial power, for her deceased love, for her young children, and for the loyal court officials!

"Madam Jiang, as the grandson of the emperor, Ye'er should attend to the emperor's illness. However, he is still young, and his father passed away early. As his mother and wife, I should fulfill my filial duty on his behalf."

The Crown Princess spoke softly, tilting her head to look at Shen Jiasui, her eyes sparkling in the orange sunset.

Shen Jiasui felt a surge of warmth in his heart after hearing the Crown Princess' response. At this moment, he understood more and more what the eldest princess had said that day -

"Never underestimate a woman's ability, and certainly never underestimate a mother's determination. Although men call the shots in the court, women have ambitions and aspirations, and can forge new paths and achieve great things."

If the Crown Princess succeeds in her mission, the fate of all of them will change from now on!

After turning the corner, it would be inappropriate for her to appear with the Crown Princess.

So Shen Jiasui stopped, bowed and knelt to salute, and watched the Crown Princess walk forward fearlessly on the palace road where the emperor used to walk like a dragon and a tiger and the court officials used to bow their heads.

The imperial study was just ahead. The solemn and majestic palace now exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

The Crown Princess raised her head slightly, took a deep breath, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes, but it was instantly replaced by determination.

At this moment, the grievances that Aji had suffered in the past, Ye'er's future, and the lives and safety of the court officials were like a surging tide pushing her forward.

"Ye'er."

The Crown Princess lowered her head and her eyes fell on the child beside her.

Zhao Yuanye raised his head. He had heard everything his master's wife had said, and he had taken it to heart.

"Mother, I understand."

Zhao Yuanye pursed his lips, took the initiative to hold his mother's hand, and nodded slightly.

The little hand was warm and slipped into her palm. Although he was young and scared, he came to comfort her immediately.

Tears welled up in the Crown Princess's eyes, "Ye'er, go and take care of your grandfather the Emperor."

The voice was soft, yet it seemed to carry a tremendous force.

The Crown Princess took Zhao Yuanye's hand and walked into the imperial study with steady steps.

.......

the other side.

Jiang Xun and Imperial Physician Zhang walked quickly and headed straight to the imperial prison.

As soon as he arrived at the Imperial Prison, Jiang Xun shouted:

"Jiang Xun, Junior Minister of the Dali Temple, has been ordered by His Majesty to bring Imperial Physician Zhang to see the Imperial Tutor. Lead the way immediately!"

The jailer on duty was clearly prepared. Upon hearing the call, one of them quickly stepped out and said, "Master Jiang, please come this way!"

Jiang Xun's face was grim as he followed the jailer into the dim corridor of the imperial prison.

The torches stuck on the walls around were swaying unsteadily, casting flickering shadows, and the stone pavement underfoot exuded a damp and foul smell.

The jailer walked quickly in front to lead the way, the lantern in his hand swaying with his steps, casting a blurry halo of light.

Jiang Xun's eyes were fixed on the front. He was extremely anxious at the moment, and beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

Halfway through the journey, they heard a sharp shout: "Jiang Xun! Jiang Xun! It's you!"

Jiang Xun glanced sideways and saw a man in tattered clothes who was still as domineering as ever. He stretched out his hand towards him from between the bars of the cell with a twisted smile on his face.

He is the Duke of Chongguo.

He seemed to know that something had happened to Lin Lao. In the dim light, he saw Jiang Xun's sweaty face and immediately shouted with a fierce smile:

"Jiang Xun! Retribution! This is your retribution!"

"That old man is doomed! Haha! I saw them bring out a huge basin of blood! Haha! This is called retribution!"

"You deserve it!"

The voice of Duke Chongguo echoed in the corridor, carrying a bit of pleasure and madness.

Jiang Xun ignored the Duke Chongguo's provocation, but quickened his pace, leaving behind only the Duke Chongguo's shrill laughter.

"Master Jiang, come—"

Before the jailer finished speaking, Jiang Xun rushed forward.

The dim, flickering light barely illuminated the simple, damp, and cold cell, with only a table, a chair, and a couch in sight.

No, it couldn't even be called a couch; it was just a few rough wooden boards put together.

Old Lin was lying on the couch, his eyes closed, his face haggard, his lips chapped. His once rosy and healthy face was now as white as a sheet of paper, revealing a heart-wrenching silence.

His left hand lay limply beside him, the coarse cloth wrapped around it soaked in blood, and the front of his prison uniform was stained a glaring crimson.

On the ground, the winding bloodstains seemed to have been washed away, spreading wantonly on the uneven ground, with a light red color.

Just taking a quick glance, Jiang Xun felt dizzy.

He felt an unbearable pain in his heart, but he still suppressed the grief that was about to burst out, walked quickly to the bedside, and said in a hurry:

"Doctor Zhang, cotton cloth, strong liquor, candlelight, silver needles, hemostatic medicine, quick!"

Imperial Physician Zhang followed closely into the cell. When he saw the tragic scene, his face was instantly filled with shock and compassion.

Hearing Jiang Xun's cry, he knelt down beside the bed without hesitation, put down the medical box and said quickly: "Master Jiang, please let—"

But the next moment, Imperial Physician Zhang was stunned.

Because he saw that Jiang Xun opened his medical box very skillfully, and with just a glance, he took out the necessary items one by one in an orderly manner.

"Doctor Zhang, help me."

There was still a tremor in Jiang Xun's voice.

But Imperial Physician Zhang was surprised to find that although Jiang Xun was heartbroken at the moment, his hands moved calmly and precisely.

Look at his skillful steps, showing his experience...

Imperial Physician Zhang finally came to his senses. Lord Jiang was clearly... clearly proficient in medicine!

Seeing that Mr. Lin was in a critical condition, Imperial Physician Zhang was also a kind-hearted doctor. Although his inner shock had not completely dissipated, he quickly calmed his mind, put all distracting thoughts behind him, and did his best to help Jiang Xun.

......

I don’t know how long it took.

There was silence in the dim cell.

The little old man who was always energetic and smiling finally...slowly opened his eyes.