With a string of ânotesâ clearly flowing into her ears, Yingying popped her eyes out with astonishment, âMy Princess, wellâŚthis isnât appropriateâŚI guessâŚâ
âI do this all for the good of Prince Jing Mansion. Even if some day this is exposed, they would only be grateful to meâŚâ Qin Yuyan said word by word arrogantly.
But Yingying looked quite embarrassed, âButâŚâ
âNo buts! Sink or swim all depends on this action! I pin all my hopes on you. Donât let me down.â Qin Yuyan interrupted her. And the way Qin Yuyan looked at Yingying was a little creepy, making her chill down to the spine. She immediately lowered her head.
âYes!â Yingying sighed in her heart and then left in a hurry after bowing to the princessâŚ
Watching her figure gradually fade away, Qin Yuyan curled up her lips: Old Prince Jing was the only decision maker in Prince Jing Mansion. He favored Murong Xue but hated her. So even if Old Consort Jing liked her, she still wouldnât stand a chance to marry Yichen as his wife.
Yichen was all hers. She wouldnât offer him to anyone else. So sheâd set up a trap to let people of Prince Jing Mansion realize how immoral and doggy Murong was, how annoying she was, and also let them know she was the most suitable first wife of Prince Jing!
It was sunny the next morning. The light golden sunlight shone on the antique eaves, blooming kind of warm yellow halo, with indescribable sense of beauty.
Old Prince Jing, Old Consort Jing and Ye Yichen were having breakfast leisurely by the table.
Crispy sugar rose cakes, qi-maintenance soft golden puddings, treasure gathering cakesâŚpurple rice congee, eight-treasure congee, pumpkin congee, black rice congeeâŚa whole table of food, and the smell made one drooling.
Old Prince Jing had no appetite, so he laid down his chopsticks after grabbing a few bites. Then he turned to Ye Yichen, âDo you have any plan today?â
âThings in the military camps are done early in the morning. So I guess Iâm available now. You got something for me, father?â Ye Yichen answered casually while raising his head to look at Old Prince Jing.
âNothing serious actually. But since your official duties are done, you better go to the Marquis Mansion and hang out with Xueâer. You can roam the street, enjoy some sightseeing, and maybe have some dinner at an fancy restaurant, to grow some bond between you twoâŚâ From his tone, one could tell actually it was an order.
Ye Yichen lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Then Old Consort Jing hummed, âYichen doesnât like Murong Xue at all. They would grow no bond however hard they tryâŚâ
Old Prince Jing pulled a long face and looked at her coldly, âI was talking to Yichen. Donât cut in.â
âBut I said nothing wrong!â Old Consort Jing dropped her chopsticks on the table and said, âYichen likes Yuyan. As his father, why would you break them up and squeeze him a woman he doesnât like? Why canât you let him marry the woman he loves and live a happy life?â
âExcept those love affections, what else do you know? Huh?â Old Prince Jing looked at her and yelled, âA woman inside the house is ignorant and shortsighted! You have no vision at allâŚâ
Looking at his angry eyes, Old Consort Jing retorted, âI am shortsighted? Yeah, you have the vision. You are No. 1 in the world then, OK?!â
âYou!â Old Prince Jing turned grim-faced, with his finger pointing at her, trembling. Pfff! He spitted out a mouthful of blood and then directly fell to the ground.
âFather!â Ye Yichen shouted! In an instant he already came before Old Prince Jing. He tried to support him and quickly took a pill from his pocket and squeezed it into his mouth.
Old Prince Jing passed out, eyes closed, with blood stains on his cyan robe.
Consort Jing was startled and lost her head, âWhatâŚwhatâs happening?â
Ye Yichen glanced at her and sighed, âHe relapsed due to extreme anger!â
Relapsed!?
Consort Jing jumped out of her skin. Old Prince Jing had been badly injured that year. And every time he relapsed, it nearly took half of his life awayâŚ
âI have fed him a pill. He should be fine after taking some rest.â Right after he finished of his words, âpfffâ, Old Prince Jing spitted out another mouthful of blood, wetting nearly half of the front of his robe.
Looking at his pallid face, Ye Yichen panicked, âHow could this be? Is his old disease deteriorated?â
Old disease deteriorated? Old Consort Jing cried with her eyes wide open, âImperial doctorâŚimperial doctorâŚsummon the imperial doctor now!â
This wasnât something small! Soon the imperial doctor arrived. He knitted his eyebrows after feeling the pulses of Old Prince Jing.
Old Consort Jingâs heart was also hanging in there. She asked gingerly, âDoctor, how is he?â
Then the imperial doctor turned to Old Consort Jing and Ye Yichen, and raised his voice, âMy Lady, My Prince, allow me to be straightforward. Old Prince Jing has old diseases all the time. He should neither get angry or over excited. What did you do to get him relapsed because of extreme anger?â
Old Consort Jing then forced an awkward smile. He had been fine all those years in Yunnan and never relapsed. She thought maybe he had fully recovered. Plus, she wanted to defend his son. So she argued with him. If she had known that he would have broken down, she would have never gone against him or argued with him.
After giving it some thinking, Ye Yichen turned to Imperial Doctor Sun, âDoctor, how is my fatherâs condition?â
âAllow me to be honest, Old Prince Jingâs situation is so serious that Iâm afraid I can do nothing.â Imperial Doctor Sun lowered his voice, with kind of pity.
âHowâŚhow is that possible?â Old Consort Jing just couldnât believe it: In those years he could even have survived with such serious injuries, and now only an old disease already killed him?
Imperial Doctor Sun heaved a long sigh, âOld Prince Jing has relapsed the day before and hasnât half recovered and then relapsed again. Itâs like adding salt to the injury. Even a god can not save him now Iâm afraidâŚâ
Consort Jing was startled, asking, âDoctor Sun, please figure it out. You have to save his lifeâŚâ
Imperial Doctor Sun then heaved another long sigh, âMy job is to save people. But he is too badly injured. Iâm afraid I donât have the ability to save him. Iâm so sorryâŚâ
Consort Jing stumbled backwards, with only sadness on her face. Imperial Doctor Sun was the best doctor of the Imperial Academy of Medicine. If even he couldnât save him, then no one couldâŚ
Ye Yichen looked at his father wearing a pale face, with kind of complicated expressionâŚ
The whole room quieted down in an instant. And thick sadness took up the whole room, making one lose his breathâŚ
At this time, a silvery voice of a woman was heard, âI have ever heard of a special method which may workâŚâ\n