Chapter 40 Prince Jing
"Who is that person just now?" Yan Qing asked as he walked into the temporarily vacated pharmacy of Prince Feng's Mansion, "Prince?"
The maid who followed her was named Yingge. She nodded when she heard this: "His Royal Highness, the seventh prince and the legitimate son of the Queen, is titled Prince Jing."
It turns out that he is the Queen's legitimate son.
Yan Qing didn't say anything else and started dispensing the medicine after entering the pharmacy. Ji Weiyu didn't have to worry.
All the people outside the main palace who were unsure of their loyalty have been transferred out, and the guards who truly belong to the Feng Prince's Mansion have been transferred to take their place, which is more than enough to protect the Lord.
Moreover, Ji Chengyin still wants to win over Ji Weiyu for the time being, so it will not be detrimental to him.
After preparing the medicine, Yan Qing asked someone to find a stove and start boiling the medicine, doing it himself and not pretending to be someone else's.
When Yan Qing entered the palace with the medicine, the seventh prince hadn't left yet. He was sitting on a chair in the inner palace and chatting happily with Ji Weiyu.
Ji Chengyin saw her walking in, still wearing a curtain hat to hide her true face, with a slightly gloomy look on her face. She couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Don't you dare to show the true face of the goddess doctor?"
Yan Qing ignored him and handed the medicine to Ji Weiyu: "Drink it while it's hot."
Ji Weiyu sat up straight, took the medicine, put it to her lips, blew on it, and slowly drank the bowl of medicine.
During this period, Ji Chengyin had been sizing up this woman silently, and couldn't help but feel a little unhappy when he saw her standing so quietly by the side without any intention of saluting him.
Don't understand any rules.
"I am the seventh prince and the emperor's legitimate son." Ji Chengyin frowned, with a hint of displeasure in his tone, "Can you really detoxify your sixteenth brother?"
Yan Qing still said nothing.
The hall was quiet except for the slight sound of Ji Weiyu drinking medicine.
Ji Chengyin's face looked a little unhappy, "The king was talking to you, but you didn't hear me?"
"Brother Seven Emperors." Ji Weiyu's voice sounded unhurriedly, "Miss Yan is only responsible for detoxifying me. She doesn't care about anything else. She is not responsible for answering anyone's questions."
Ji Chengyin frowned: "The world is so big, could it be the king's land; the shore of the land, could it be the king -"
"My father has acquiesced to Miss Yan's privileges, but the seventh brother insists on fighting over right and wrong?"
Ji Chengyin's face changed slightly, and he turned to look at Ji Weiyu: "Father's acquiescence?"
Ji Weiyu nodded: "Brother Seventh Emperor should know that as long as my poison can be detoxified, my father can allow a little temper to exist."
As soon as these words came out, Ji Chengyin immediately understood what he meant.
Although there are many people in the royal family who want to get rid of His Highness the Son of God, their father is definitely not included among those people.
The current emperor hopes for the stability of the country, eradicates the traitors, and restores the rule of law, so he is also the one who hopes that Ji Weiyu is safe and sound the most.
For the emperor, the safety of the Son of God made his subjects feel at ease, and also represented the stability of the Chu State.
Once something happens to the Son of God, it means that the royal family will be in turmoil and the society will be unstable.
Today's Chu State cannot withstand any turmoil, so Ji Weiyu's safety is more important than anything else.
Ji Chengyin stared at the girl's slender back in silence, the color in his eyes dark and unclear.
In addition to his father, Ji Chengyin is also the one who hopes that His Highness the Son of God is safe and sound, because only if the Son of God is safe and sound can the state of Chu be stable, and the stability of the country can ensure that his father will reign longer.
If the father can successfully eliminate the power of the Queen Mother's party, he can depose the prince he does not like and establish a crown prince instead.
Only Ji Chengyin has a greater chance to compete for the reserve.
"Brother Seventh Emperor, just go back if you have nothing to do." Ji Weiyu finished drinking the decoction and put the bowl aside, "There will be some instability in Prince Feng's Mansion these two days. I plan to deal with the internal affairs of the Prince's Mansion behind closed doors. I don't have time. I don’t have the energy to entertain guests, so if you don’t have anything important to do, please stay away for the time being.”
Handle the internal affairs of the palace?
Ji Chengyin pondered what he meant and nodded slowly: "It's time to deal with it."
So he didn't bother him anymore and finally stood up to leave.
After dinner, Ji Weiyu recruited some trustworthy men and ordered them to guard outside the Son of God's Palace.
He went up to the second floor alone, bathed, changed clothes, and burned incense for divination.
The night wind is strong and cold as frost.
The night was like a curtain, and several shadows shuttled through the inner courtyard of the huge Feng Prince's Mansion like ghosts. The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves to find the restless spies scattered all over the palace.
Some people blinked and disappeared without a sound, and some died without knowing what happened.