Chapter 15: Dear Princes
As time went by, the news that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was critically ill spread uncontrollably.
The Second Prince Qian's Palace
"What did you say?"
When Xiao Yichen suddenly heard the bad news, his face turned pale and the hand holding the teacup began to tremble slightly. The tea overflowed and wet the back of his hand.
The back of his hand was slightly red, but he seemed not to notice it. Xiao Yichen sat there silently, deeply immersed in his own thoughts, as if he was in a silent ocean, with all kinds of thoughts rolling in the waves.
"My Lord, do you want to...?"
"No need!" Xiao Yichen's scattered thoughts were interrupted by his subordinates. Hearing that the subordinate's tone seemed a little wrong, he waved his hand to stop him and said, "As long as His Royal Highness is the Crown Prince, I will not move!"
"But……"
"No buts, go down!" Just consider it as paying back the kindness for all these years! Xiao Yichen closed his eyes silently and took a deep breath. Sure enough, God is jealous. Otherwise, why would the prince have to suffer so much? What a joke.
The Third Prince Wuwang Mansion
After hearing the news, Xiao Junchi, who was practicing martial arts, stopped all his movements instantly. His eyes became deep and cold, like a sharp sword that was about to pierce the empty air. He stood there, silent for a moment, and then shouted, "Come on, prepare the horses!"
He ran away before he finished speaking, his clothes fluttering in the wind. His fast steps showed that he was clearly in a panic.
Princess Wu rushed over upon hearing the noise, paused for a moment when she saw Xiao Junchi's expression, but still walked over quickly.
"Your Majesty!"
"Well, Princess, you've come at the right time. Order everyone in the palace to be careful with what they say and do. Anyone who talks nonsense or spreads evil words to confuse the public will be beaten to death. Do you understand?"
Princess Wu's expression relaxed when she heard this. She was afraid that her prince would get hot-headed and do something unpredictable. Fortunately, her prince has always been clear-headed and knows his position clearly. He will not drag his entire family down the road of no return.
She wanted to smile as usual, but then realized that the scene in front of her was a little inappropriate. Princess Wu restrained her expression and said seriously, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I understand!"
Xiao Junchi glanced helplessly at his princess. After so many years together, how could he not know what was on her mind? Xiao Junchi, who looked calm but was actually full of inner drama, muttered to himself, "Oh, I made a mistake after all!"
The location of the fourth prince, Prince Le
Xiao Wenxuan was playing the piano, his fingers lightly plucking the strings, and the music was as melodious as a mountain stream.
I just did a good thing and I am in a good mood. The notes flowing from my fingertips are full of joy.
"Huahuahua" a carrier pigeon flew over and landed in front of him. Xiao Wenxuan was stunned at first, then his face changed drastically, and he quickly took the letter and checked it.
"The prince is critically ill, return quickly!"
Critically ill?
The prince is critically ill?
A trace of sadness and anxiety flashed in Xiao Wenxuan's eyes, but it was soon replaced by a firm look. Isn't it said that the prince brother is blessed with great fortune and is protected by heaven?
Why are there still so many disasters?
The surging anger burned Xiao Wenxuan's reason.
The Yuehuaqin in her hand broke with a "snap". Yuehuaqin, who had been so favored in the past, cried heartbreakingly, but did not get any sympathy from her master.
Xiao Wenxuan felt that his anger was ignited and he could no longer suppress it. Wasn't it said that his brother, the crown prince, was blessed by heaven? Why did he still suffer so many disasters?
The prince is so smart that even the Grand Tutor said, "The prince is extremely smart and has a broad mind. He will surely become a great leader!"
Is it because the prince is too perfect and too powerful that he is envied by the world?
Ah...Pooh!
The Crown Prince is blessed by God, God will not be jealous of him!
definitely is……
It must be... it must be... someone has wasted his blessings and let the pearl be covered in dust!
Correct!
It must be those hateful corrupt officials and bandits who have been constantly committing evil and consuming the blessings of my brother the Crown Prince!
Yes, it must be so!
"Anichi!"
"My subordinate is here!"
"Notify the Shadow to launch an all-out attack. Send all the corrupt officials, bandits and powerful gentry to me. Pray for the Crown Prince!" By the way, tell the King of Hell that he can't touch everyone!
An Yi looked at his master who was about to go crazy again, opened his mouth slightly, and wanted to say something, but looking at his master's solemn expression, he had no choice but to close his mouth and said, "Yes!"
"In addition," Xiao Wenxuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, "Closely monitor the capital. Those who dare to curse my prince brother and make alarmist remarks, no matter who they are, write them all down! If my prince brother's condition gets worse, have them go down and urge him to recover!"
"Yes" the helpless voice sounded again. His wise and powerful master! Why did his brain run away when it came to the Crown Prince's affairs?
An Yi knew what his master meant and did not dare to delay for even a moment. His figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Xiao Wenxuan clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with determination, "Don't worry, Prince brother, I will definitely make sure you have enough blessings to enjoy the wealth of this world! What is yours, no one can take it away!"
Then Xiao Wenxuan took some dry food and water, mounted his horse, and galloped towards the capital.
An Yi has launched an all-out attack!
None of those corrupt officials, bandits or robbers can escape!
Xiao Wenxuan said secretly in his heart.
Far away in the capital, in the inner court of the Imperial Palace, the atmosphere had become gloomy and depressing in recent days due to the news that the Crown Prince was critically ill.
The emperor is seriously ill in bed and his life is in danger.
The crown prince is critically ill and his future is in danger.
All the civil and military officials in the court, as well as the royal relatives, were in danger and had no intention of managing state affairs.
In just a few days, the entire capital was in a state of panic and chaos. Xiao Wenxuan rode as fast as he could, day and night, and arrived in the capital in just two days.
As soon as he arrived in the capital, he rushed to the palace without stopping. Just as he stepped into the palace, a group of people also hurriedly arrived in the capital.
That’s right, it was Zhao Dayong and his team from Weiyuan Escort Agency.
"Whoa... huh... Chief Escort, we're here, we're here!" The deputy had a lingering fear on his face. Oh my god, we've finally arrived in the capital, my old waist!
Zhao Dayong couldn't help laughing when he saw his deputy's exaggerated performance.
He jumped off his horse, stretched his body, then walked to his deputy, patted him on the shoulder and said, "How is it? Old Zhang, can you still bear it? You said you didn't want to follow me, but you insisted on following me. Do you admit your age now?"
When Old Zhang heard what Chief Escort Zhao Dayong said, his face changed slightly, and then he said somewhat embarrassedly: "Haha, Chief Escort, I was thinking that it's not easy for you to escort a convoy, so I wanted to broaden your horizons with you." Wouldn't this give him one more topic to brag about when he chats with his grandson in the future?
"Haha, you!" Zhao Dayong teased his old buddy a few times, and then encouraged the other escorts who were still tired behind him, "Brothers, we have arrived in the capital. After we finish this escort, I will take you with me and set up a table in the best restaurant in the capital. We won't leave until we are drunk!"
When the escorts heard this, they couldn't help but cheer loudly, and their tired faces also showed happy smiles. They had come all the way, crossing mountains and rivers, and experienced countless hardships and dangers. Now that they finally reached their destination, they were naturally filled with joy.
Zhao Dayong clapped his hands again and called on everyone to continue rushing towards their target - the residence of Shen Wenwu, the Minister of Works.