The answer obtained from System 999 verified Yuan Buwei's conjecture. There were indeed human factors behind Yuan's violent, irritable, and uncontrollable emotions.
In the original plot, after killing Su Mingyou impulsively, Qi Xuan, the original body, actually sensed something was wrong with him.
He was deprived of military power and confined to the mansion, so he just took advantage of the situation and asked the imperial physician in the mansion to treat him.
——Qi Xuan fought in the South and the North, leaving countless injuries, large and small, on his body, and his old diseases relapsed from time to time. These imperial doctors were specially dispatched by the emperor from the Imperial Medical Office, and they stayed in the Shenwu General's Mansion all year round to treat his injuries.
However, these eminent physicians with outstanding medical skills have been diagnosing for a long time, but they can only give a vague result:
Probably because of fighting all the year round, killing too much, going against the harmony of nature, entangled with evil spirits, and burning into the body, this has affected his temperament and so on.
To put it simply, it is the aftermath of the war.
There is no great cure. I can only suggest that he control his emotions, learn to cultivate himself, and it is best to read more Buddhist scriptures, which will be more helpful to his situation.
"Recite the Buddha and practice the Tao, cultivate the body and cultivate the character..."
Is this something a prince of a country should do
Is it because those imperial doctors are too useless, or...
I didn't think about Mulu.
After all, he is not the original body, so the emotions in his heart will not fluctuate because of this. He has the mentality of a bystander from the beginning to the end, examining the world from a detached perspective, and naturally discovers many things that the original body did not notice.
Since the root of the original body's irritability comes from a strange poison, even if others don't know it, the person behind the poisoning must be clear...
So, is the incident that happened in the princess mansion today just a coincidence, or a human calculation
— Because of this, Yuanshen killed people in public and forged a deep hatred with the prime minister of the current court. Later, because of Axiu's rebellion, not only did he gain a reputation for being crazy and violent, but he was also deprived of his military power. The great prestige accumulated in the past eight years of Southern and Northern Wars has cast a shadow, and even the crown of the crown prince, who has justified his name, is stained with indelible stains.
It can be said that once the reputation is lost, the beautiful jade leaves flaws.
—It would be too false to say that everything is a coincidence.
Either someone set up a plan from the very beginning and waited for the original body to get in, or it was just a coincidence at the beginning, and was later used by others.
Countless possibilities unfolded in Yuan Buwei's mind, which made him have a strong interest in the person behind the scenes hidden in the background of the story.
Today, the eldest princess agreed to his proposal easily, which shows that her heart is still more inclined to him as the crown prince. So in the original plot, but on the side of the prime minister, someone must be behind the scenes.
The person who can easily influence the eldest princess' decision and make her not hesitate to offend the prince...
After the crown prince suffered a series of reprimands, his reputation was damaged, and his military power was seized, the person who benefited the most...
A person who possesses enough influence to poison the crown prince unknowingly, even the imperial physician can't find out...
A person who can make Qi Xuan trust him from the beginning to the end, and who has never been half vigilant and suspicious in his heart...
A candidate quickly emerged in Yuan Buwei's mind.
If all this is as he expected...
When I think of that person's hard work planning a game, but in the end he stripped it clean from the inside out, and all the plans were put in vain, and when all the things he wanted were shattered, his unbelievable expression of collapse...
It wasn't because the lips couldn't help revealing a pleasant arc.
... I can't wait.
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After sorting out all his thoughts thoroughly, and figuring out what to do next, Shi Shiran walked on the street in a relaxed manner, not in a hurry to return home immediately.
Everything he saw along the way was so novel in his eyes, even though he had lived in the mortal world for a long time, the differences between the two different worlds could be seen in every aspect after all.
Even if it is the same candied haws, there are obvious differences in raw materials and taste.
The streets are full of people coming and going.
The young man was wearing a black robe, with fine golden patterns looming on the robe. The black hair is tied high, revealing a clean and clean face. His eyebrows are sparse, and the color of ink is deposited in the clear pupils. The whole person is like an ink painting with appropriate shades, and his demeanor is not like ordinary people.
Like the snow in the sky, with an unattainable sense of distance.
However, at this time, this man-like figure tilted his head slightly, biting the candied haws in his hand nonchalantly, and took the copper coins recovered by the stall owner with his other hand even more nonchalantly, and put them back calmly. sleeve.
"...not sweet enough."
After taking a bite, he made a serious comment.
The stall owner was a short old man, and he accepted his comment with a smile: "If the guest officer prefers sweeter ones, we will make some specially next time."
When speaking, the old man's eyes showed the cunning unique to ordinary people, but he was not annoying.
"Okay." Yuan Buwei agreed, "Next time, it will be delivered directly to the Mansion of General Shenwu, and it will be ten times sweeter."
"Shen, Shenwu Great General's Mansion?"
The old man was taken aback, apparently recognized his identity, and froze on the spot, staring blankly at the figure in the black robe drifting away, holding the string of crystal-clear candied haws in his hand.
After a while, he came to his senses, and smiled happily: "The Mansion of General Shenwu, isn't that where His Highness the Crown Prince lives? Unexpectedly, His Highness the Crown Prince also likes our candied haws!"
Although the focus seems a bit skewed, this does not prevent the old man from smiling openly. Do you still worry about not being able to sell something that even the prince likes
He didn't know that he had smeared the original body's image, or in other words, he didn't care if he knew it. He didn't eat a candied haws for a few bites, and he didn't rush to go back, and continued to wander around aimlessly.
It happened to be a sunny day today, and the intensity of the sun was a bit strong. The dazzling sun's brilliance penetrated the heavy clouds, like countless golden light arrows, shooting from the sky to the world.
The street was full of hustle and bustle, and all kinds of voices mixed together, revealing a strong atmosphere of human fireworks.
Yuan Buwei raised his head slightly, his crow-feather-like black hair slid down the sides of his face, his fair face was almost transparent under the halo.
Feeling the blazing radiance falling on his face, the faint golden reflection was reflected in Yuan Buwei's eyes, which stained his eyes with a genuine smile.
"Well, it's a nice day..."
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The Mansion of the Great General Shenwu is not far from the Mansion of the Great Princess, and it takes about a stick of incense to walk there.
Although Yuan was the prince, he never lived in the East Palace for a day. For the past eight years, he has been away, fighting in the north and south, so that he is now twenty-three years old, and he is still alone, with an empty backyard.
Until he moved back to the old capital half a year ago, he was granted the title of Prince at the same time as the Mansion of the Great General, so he moved in directly.
He seldom asked about the affairs of the mansion. What was the mansion like when the emperor gave it to him at the beginning, and what the mansion of the Great General Shenwu still looks like now.
It looks deserted and not very popular.
Even the sent servants and servants were handed over directly by the original body to Qin Mo, the commander of his personal guards, and asked the other party to train these people to be cautious in their words and deeds in the shortest possible time, ordering and prohibiting them.
And Qin Mo lived up to his trust.
Yuan Buwei stepped into the mansion, and happened to bump into a few maidservants walking towards him not far away.
Seeing Yuan Wuwei, these maidservants immediately stood in a row, bowed their eyebrows and bowed to him.
"I have seen His Highness."
Yuan Buwei waved his hand.
Immediately, the maidservants got up in unison again, stepped aside, kept their eyes straight, and straightened their shoulders.
From the beginning to the end, the respectful expressions and demeanors on their faces, as well as the movements and movements of the Fushen, were all exactly the same, the standard was to the extreme.
Every move is crisp and neat, and there is still a bit of the shadow of the army on his body.
Obviously, Qin Mo exceeded the requirements of the original body. These delicate and weak maidservants are trained as soldiers under him.
All the maidservants and servants in the entire Shenwu Grand General's Mansion were like this, with neat movements and expressionless faces, Wen Neng could pick up a pen and ink, and Wu Neng could capture and kill a thief.
- This is not a joke, it is true. Not long ago, a few maidservants caught a daring thief who was trying to sneak into the important part of the study.
If outsiders stepped into such a Shenwu Grand General's Mansion, they would feel very strange.
However, it is not because of this that it is used to it well.
When he came to the study with ease, a young man was already waiting outside the door.
A black robe with arrow sleeves embroidered with red flames, a scimitar at the waist, and black soap boots, with an expressionless face.
This person is Qin Mo, the most trusted personal guard commander of the original body. He was also the commander of the imperial guards in the palace after he ascended the throne, but he suddenly turned against him on the day of the palace change and helped King Qi Yu of Chu take over the palace in one fell swoop.
His hair was tied neatly, his robe didn't have a single wrinkle from top to bottom, and even the dark, cold scimitar on the side of his waist was polished to a shine.
At first glance, it looks like a stone, silent, cold, serious, and serious.
But seeing Yuan Buwei, this silent and hard stone seemed to come alive suddenly. He knelt down on one knee and slammed his knees on the ground: "... Your Highness."
After uttering two words, Qin Mo returned to silence, and could only see his drooping head and motionless body.
"It's you, get up."
Yuan Buwei Dingding looked at him for a few breaths, then looked away, stepped forward first, and pushed open the door of the study.
"—come with me."
Sitting down in the study, Yuan didn't ask because of this: "What happened?" According to Qin Mo's temper, he would not come to him if there was nothing wrong.
"..." Qin Mo hesitated for a moment, and suddenly saw the left hand that he didn't want to do.
I saw that the slender white, jade-like palm was wrapped by several layers of linen, and a faint bright red was faintly revealed under the snow-white linen.
As soon as his gaze changed, his brows immediately frowned: "Your Highness is injured? Why don't you tell the imperial physician?"
... A look at the average-quality fabric shows that most of it was made by a doctor sitting in a private shop.
"Imperial doctor?" Yuan was noncommittal.
In the mansion of the Great General Shenwu, there are several imperial physicians who treat the original body's injuries all the year round. However, these people couldn't even detect the strange poison on him...
"Whether these imperial doctors are treating my injury or making it worse is not certain."
Qin Mo's face was slightly stiff, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes.
Yuan Buwei didn't seem to notice his strangeness, his right hand casually caressed the sackcloth wrapped around his left hand, the corners of his lips raised, and he smiled again.
"It's not right to say that. The injury can definitely be cured, but it's not certain whether there will be more other symptoms after the cure, and whether there will be something else added to the medicine."
Having said that, he raised his eyes and looked at Qin Mo.
"... Do you think so? Commander Qin."