newbobooks Chapter 205, Section 205: Doubt
Chapter 205, Section 205: Doubt
Chapter 205 205 Doubts
The sharp pain in his heart made Chunyu Jing's knees buckle, and he almost collapsed to the ground. He staggered and grabbed the white wall beside him, clutching his chest tightly and breathing heavily.
Why is this so?
Chunyu Jing was drenched in cold sweat, and this thought kept swirling in his mind.
This sudden pain was exactly the same as what he had experienced at Guanhailou earlier that day. At that time, he thought Chunyu Yang had tampered with the tea, but now Chunyu Yang wasn't here, yet the same thing had happened again. Could it be...?
"Your Majesty!"
A sudden call from ahead interrupted Chunyu Jing's thoughts. After a series of hurried footsteps, a pair of soft hands supported Chunyu Jing's arm and helped him up from the ground, half pulling and half carrying him.
"Your Highness, what's wrong? Your complexion looks a bit off."
"I asked with concern," Ye Yingrou asked. As if to soothe him, she lightly placed her hand on his back near his heart.
Chunyu Jing's body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed again.
Logically speaking, in the past, if anyone dared to place their hand in that spot, that person would immediately become a corpse. But for some reason, perhaps because of the extreme pain, he felt the intense pain in his heart ease slightly after she placed her hand there. Although it couldn't be completely eliminated, it was a great help to him.
"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to wait inside?" Chunyu Jing asked, panting, his voice softening slightly.
"Rou'er waited inside for a long time but the prince did not return. Remembering that the prince's expression seemed a bit off when he was at Guanhai Tower earlier today, she decided to go and check on him. Sure enough, she found that the prince had encountered trouble again..."
Ye Yingrou frowned as she spoke, her face showing great concern.
"Your Highness, are you alright? What exactly happened?"
Chunyu Jing had initially harbored some doubts about Ye Yingrou, but after hearing her words, most of his suspicions were dispelled. He whispered:
"After you help me into the house to rest, immediately have someone summon the imperial physician to the palace."
Ye Yingrou replied, "Yes."
Back inside, without Ye Yingrou's support, Chunyu Jing slumped weakly into a chair. Ye Yingrou wanted to go forward to serve him, but he waved her away.
Standing outside Chunyu Jingmen, Ye Yingrou turned around and looked at the tightly closed door facing her. Her pure and innocent face appeared so sinister under the light of the eaves lamp.
Ha, don't think she doesn't know why he triggered the Heart Gu twice in one day. When they left together just now, they must have mentioned that bitch again on the way.
She had sensed it long ago. Ever since that banquet at the Marquis's mansion, when she failed to harm Ye Pianran and her brother and ended up with a facial injury, Chunyu Jing had developed an intense interest in that bitch Ye Pianran! If it weren't for the Heart-Binding Gu, her mission to win her over would have failed long ago!
Chunyu Jing was indeed determined to seize the throne, but what he needed was not just Ronghua Tower, but more importantly, the power and connections he could hold in his hands. Moreover, his desire to win over Marquis Anshi was already quite obvious. What he could offer Ye Pianran was nothing more than—
The title of Princess Consort of Nanping!
Ye Yingrou moved forward with light, lotus-like steps, her face seemingly calm and expressionless, but a closer look would reveal the intense hatred hidden in her eyes.
Ye Pianran must die!
The imperial physician arrived at the Prince of Nanping's residence quickly. After welcoming the physician into the house, Chunyu Jing eagerly asked him to take his pulse.
"Your Highness, could you please describe in detail the situation and your feelings at that time?" The imperial physician examined his pulse and asked carefully.
Chunyu Jing: "The two incidents occurred in different places. The first time was at Guanhai Tower, and the second time was at the Prince's Mansion."
"Is there any connection between these two places? Or has His Highness come into contact with anyone?" the imperial physician asked.
Chunyu Jing naturally couldn't say that Shi Zhenghan had just been here. He simply said, "When the first attack occurred at Guanhai Tower, I was meeting with my fourth brother."
The imperial physician broke out in a cold sweat: "This..."
Chunyu Jing didn't make things difficult for him and asked, "Well, have you figured anything out?"
The imperial physician quickly rose and bowed deeply to Chunyu Jing, saying, "I have carefully examined Your Highness's pulse and complexion, and found no problems whatsoever. It does not seem to indicate any heart ailment or poisoning. It is likely due to Your Highness's overwork over the past few days and lack of proper rest."
No problem? Chunyu Jing frowned slightly: "Are you sure?"
"Based on my decades of experience as a physician, there is indeed no problem," the imperial physician said confidently. "I will prescribe some calming and invigorating medicine for Your Highness. Take it on time, rest well, and you should be better in a couple of days."
This imperial physician had indeed practiced medicine in the palace for many years, and his medical skills were quite remarkable. Chunyu Jing felt somewhat relieved, grunted in agreement, and waved for the physician to go and prescribe the medicine.
An hour later, Ye Yingrou pushed open the door and walked in carrying the brewed medicine, asking softly:
"Is Your Highness still feeling unwell?"
"Much better," Chunyu Jing said, raising his hand to rub his tired brow. He took the bowl of medicine from her hand and was about to drink it. Just as his lips were about to touch the medicine, he suddenly pulled the bowl away and looked at Ye Yingrou, saying:
"Go and fetch the silver needles."
Ye Yingrou paused for a moment, then turned around and found a silver needle, handing it to Chunyu Jing. In front of her, Chunyu Jing inserted the silver needle into the bowl of steaming medicinal soup.
Seeing his actions, Ye Yingrou's expression didn't change, but her heart skipped a beat. Chunyu Jing was clearly under the influence of the Heart Gu, yet he had never lowered his favorability towards her. Was this action a sign of doubt or trust?
A moment later, Chunyu Jing took out the silver needles. Seeing that they were as smooth as new, he relaxed his brow and drank the bowl of medicine. After finishing the medicine, Chunyu Jing returned the porcelain bowl to Ye Yingrou, saying with a deep gaze:
"Rou'er, from now on, all my daily needs, including food and lodging, will be your responsibility."
This implies both trust in her loyalty and suspicion about her motives for staying by his side.
Although he had been infected with the Heart Gu, he still retained a degree of clarity and was not completely corrupted by the Gu poison.
This man's heart was deeper and more terrifying than she had imagined.
Ye Yingrou lowered her eyes and replied respectfully:
"Yes, Your Majesty."
——※※※——
In the dead of night, the Eastern Palace lay quietly to the east of the imperial city. Dark clouds covered the stars and moon in the sky, making it seem impenetrable. However, the main hall of the Eastern Palace was brightly lit, and the sounds of string and bamboo music could be heard incessantly, which did not seem like the place where people were under house arrest.
Crown Prince Chunyu Shi sat on the head seat with a gloomy face, watching the dancers below trying their best to please him, and kept pouring wine into his mouth.
"...The Sixth Prince and Prime Minister Gongsun first went to the Ministry of Rites. About two hours later, after they came out of the Ministry of Rites, they went to the Court of State Ceremonial..."
Beside him, a young eunuch nervously relayed the information he had gathered that day.
"Enough!" The prince grew increasingly impatient and angrily interrupted the eunuch, kicking him to the ground and splashing him with wine.
"I don't want to know where they went or who they met. What I want to know is their plan! Their plan!"
The little eunuch scrambled to his feet, then knelt trembling on the ground, repeatedly begging for mercy: "Your Highness, spare me! Your Highness, spare me! I will definitely investigate further tomorrow!"
The crown prince kicked the wine table in front of him hard, sweeping all the fruits and cups on it to the ground, and said angrily:
"That old scoundrel Gongsun Zhan always puts on an arrogant air when he's around me, acting like he doesn't care about anyone. But now he's doing his best to help the sixth prince. Don't think I don't know what he's thinking!"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the main hall. The prince's heart skipped a beat. He immediately waved for the dancers and musicians to stop and asked in a deep voice:
"Who's outside the door?"
There was a moment of silence, then someone replied, "Su Xian requests an audience with His Highness the Crown Prince."
The crown prince's expression instantly changed from gloomy to delighted, and he hurriedly said:
"It's you! Come in quickly!"