Chapter 38 You deserve it!
"Didn't you catch anyone?"

In the dim study room, with no lights on, there is a tall figure with his hands behind his back. The moonlight from the window shines on his hands, and one can vaguely see a deep scar on the back of one of his hands.

One hand held two jade balls, which were constantly spinning in his hand. The two jade balls made crisp collision sounds from time to time.

In the silent night, the sounds are particularly harsh, and each one strikes people's hearts.

On the thumb of the other hand was a shiny tortoise-shell ring.

“No, no…” The man kneeling on the ground seemed to be unable to breathe and couldn’t help shaking.

"Where's the old horse?"

“Dead…” The person kneeling on the ground buried his head deeper.

"So, who did the prince meet with? No one knows now?" The man turned around, half of his face hidden in the darkness.

"I only vaguely heard Lao Ma calling him 'Prince'..."

The speed at which the jade was rubbed in the person's hand became faster, and the sound of the jade colliding became more frequent.

"Prince? The spy is gone, and the man hasn't been caught. Are you going to capture all the princes in the city?"

The man's voice was very soft, but it made the people on the ground feel chilled.

The man on the ground said quickly, "My subordinates found a secret passage in that house. Although it has been destroyed, we should find something new if we dig it up."

"Oh?" The man turned his head slightly, "Did you dig it up?"

The man on the ground had cold sweat on his forehead. "No, no... Just two more days and then..."

"Can you please let His Majesty know that I am investigating the Crown Prince?"

"No, no..." The person on the ground couldn't help but tremble.

The man asked again, "Mr. Mu, have you found anything?"

Mu Chun stood aside with his arms folded, thinking about what he had discovered today. "I didn't find anything suspicious, but I encountered the carriage of the Xinling Marquis's mansion. The prince was drunk, and the people in the carriage were..."

He couldn't help twisting the yarn of the fabric with his fingers while hugging his arm, "The wife of the prince who was in the same car seems to have had a miscarriage..."

The man snorted, "Ji Zhenming and General Ji were heroes in their lifetime, but in Ji Yunzhang's case, they are nothing but useless sons."

Mu Chun lowered his eyes, "The situation is different now. Your Majesty is afraid of Marquis Ji. If you want to seize Marquis Ji's military power, you need to be more prepared."

The man waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about Lord Ji's situation. He is just a spent force."

The man asked again, "Have you found Ajina?"

The person kneeling on the ground couldn't help but tremble like a sieve, "No, no..."

The man slowly turned around and uttered two words slowly, "Kill."

Before the man on the ground could beg for mercy, two men in black flashed in from outside the door, covered his mouth and dragged him out.

Mu Chun saw the person on the ground being dragged out without blinking, "Marquis Ji is a cautious person. Ajina has only been with the prince for several years in the marquis' mansion. Not long after the prince got married, Ajina lost contact. I'm afraid Marquis Ji has noticed."

The man's index finger slowly turned the ring, "They are all garbage."

"What's going on in the Western Jin Dynasty?"

Muchun, "The day before yesterday, the newly refined iron was delivered to the Western Jin Dynasty. The monarch of the Western Jin Dynasty said that my dream is just around the corner."

The man finally smiled, "Tell the king of Western Jin that the princess is doing well here."

"Yes."

-

Yuhui Garden is like an iron barrel. No one can get in, and people in Yuhui Garden cannot get out.

The servants could only see Zhong going in and out of Yuhui Garden with a sad face every day, and she looked more and more haggard.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, is the young lady really going to die soon?
Such words became more and more popular, and even reached Zhong's ears.

Zhong was furious and sold out all the gossipers on the spot. For a moment, the Marquis's Mansion was silent.

Everyone knows that although the Young Madam has only been married for more than three months, her status in the Madam's heart is probably far higher than that of the Crown Prince.

Look, the prince has been in the ancestral hall for five days, Wei Chi is guarding it personally, and no one can enter.

Ji Yunzhang was seriously injured. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been killed without a doubt by being hit in the heart.

But the person who hurt him didn't know that his heart was against it, so he avoided the most vital part and saved his life.

"Lan'er, come and eat something." Mrs. Zhong walked in quietly with the bird's nest.

She put down the bowl and approached the bed, "Is the fever gone?"

Ji Yunzhang was Zhong's only son. She had not closed her eyes since he was sent back home covered in blood.

As long as I close my eyes, I can see my son with bloody holes all over his body.

Rong Peilan gave her a reassuring look and said, "I left last night."

Hearing this, Zhong felt half relieved.

Looking at her son who was getting thinner and thinner on the bed, Mrs. Zhong couldn't help shedding tears again, "Why aren't you awake yet, you little bastard?"

The wound on Rong Peilan's calf has scabbed over and it doesn't hurt when she walks anymore.

She pulled Zhong to sit on the stool beside the bed and said softly, "Mother, don't be sad. Doctor Tang said yesterday that my husband will wake up in the next two days."

Zhong grabbed Rong Peilan's hand and squeezed it gently, "Thank you, Lan'er. If it weren't for you, Zhang'er would be afraid... and your leg would be scarred in the future..."

She looked at her daughter-in-law with guilt in her eyes.

Rong Peilan put her backhand on the back of Zhong's hand and comforted her, "Mother, I should help my husband when he is in danger. Doctor Tang also gave me the Jade Face Cream yesterday. The wound is not deep and will not leave a scar."

As she spoke, she recalled Ji Yunzhang's dying appearance that day. To this day, she could no longer understand Ji Yunzhang.

Is he a cynical child of aristocratic family, or...

Suddenly, the person on the bed moved his fingers.

Rong Peilan noticed it, pulled Zhong's hand, and pointed at Ji Yunzhang's hand wrapped in gauze.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law stared at his hand with bated breath, and his fingers moved again.

Then his eyelashes moved again, and Zhong covered her mouth and cried.

When Ji Yunzhang opened his eyes, he saw the two women he cared about most in his life looking at him with tears in their eyes beside his bed.

"Why are you crying..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was so hoarse that if he wasn't right in front of us, no one would have recognized it as his voice.

Mrs. Zhong's tears fell even more violently.

As far as Ji Yunzhang could remember, his strong-willed mother had never cried so hard before.

Even when he was punished by His Majesty and thrown into prison, he never shed a tear.

"Mom... Ouch..." Ji Yunzhang subconsciously wanted to reach out to wipe Zhong's tears, but when he moved his arm, he cried out in pain.

Zhong was so frightened that she held back her tears. "What's wrong? What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Mother will call the imperial physician for you!"

"Your crying gives me a headache." Ji Yunzhang endured the pain and grinned at Zhong.

Zhong was so angry that she swallowed all her tears. "You deserve it, little bastard!"

Ji Yunzhang, "...Mom, I just woke up."

Mrs. Zhong quickly spat twice, touched the bed frame a few more times, and then glared at him again with her eyebrows raised, "You deserve it if you're hurt!"

Ji Yunzhang, "..."

(End of this chapter)

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