Ever since Yan Shi met the head of the Shifang Sect, he took the matter of Marshal Qin to heart.
Marshal Qin was Marquis of Pingchang, who had a son and a daughter. One son disappeared with Marshal Qin, and the other daughter was Hualing's biological mother.
Yan Shi and Hua Ling are now husband and wife, and they have a very strong relationship. Now the head of the Shifang Sect brought up the old matter again. Although he didn't ask him to find out what happened back then, since he knew it, there is no reason for him to sit idly by. So after discussing with Jiang Qingyue, they sent someone to secretly investigate the matter.
Yan Shi was also puzzled by this matter, how could more than a thousand people live without seeing anyone die? If they are dead, there will always be some traces. If they are alive, where have these people gone
For this matter, he also went to Qu Liushang's medicine room to inquire, whether these people would all die from the corpse water? Qu Liushang's answer was that the ingredients needed for the corpse water are very rare. Before King Ding worked hard to make a bottle, he could only kill a few people. Therefore, the chances of all of these people dying from the corpse water are almost zero.
Yan Shi rubbed his temples. Emperor Chongjin also sent people to investigate this matter, but found nothing. It's been too long since this matter, and I don't know when the truth will come to light. If the truth of this matter is found out, the little princess might be very happy.
"Brother, you haven't eaten anything tonight, are you hungry now? Can I ask my servants to prepare something to eat?" In the study, Hua Ling sat on the chair next to him, reading a book with Yan Shi.
Yan Shi didn't even eat half a bowl of rice today, which is really pitiful. But I don't know why, but suddenly I don't feel hungry. It seems that there is something stuck in my abdomen, and it doesn't hurt, but I just can't eat.
Yan Shi put down the book in his hand: "Is Ming Ting hungry?"
Hua Ling rubbed her stomach: "I'm not hungry, but I can still have some snacks and fruits."
Yan Shi chuckled, took out an orange from the fruit plate on the table, peeled it carefully, and stuffed it into the hands of the little princess: "Eat an orange first, and I will ask my servants to make some snacks."
Hua Ling broke off a piece of the orange and stuffed it into Yan Shi's mouth: "Brother, you can eat it too."
The oranges were sour and sweet, and Yan Shi felt a little more comfortable in his stomach after eating them, and he also felt a little hungry. After a while, the orange was eaten by two people.
But when the snacks were served, Yan Shi suddenly felt full and had no intention of eating at all. Hua Ling was in a hurry, picked up a piece and stuffed it directly into Yan Shi's mouth, Yan Shi had to bite the bullet and took a bite, but couldn't take any more.
This stomach seems to be filled with so much food that it can no longer hold anything.
It was like this for several days, and even later, Yan Shi felt a sense of disgust when he looked at the food on the table. It seems that it is not a delicacy, but a jackal, tiger and leopard.
Hua Ling was also keenly aware of Yan Shi's unusual behavior, and was very anxious, so she brought Qu Liushang to show Yan Shi, but Qu Liushang didn't see anything, and only said that it might be because she was tired, so her spleen and stomach were out of balance .
Qu Liushang prescribed some appetizers again, and Yan Shi frowned as he looked at the black bowl of medicinal soup.
Hua Ling personally brought the medicine in front of him: "Brother, take the medicine."
Yan Shi refused: "I don't want to eat."
Hua Ling was very happy to see Yan Shi like this, and his brother was able to play petty temper with him. Hua Ling pushed the pill forward again: "Brother, eat it, it's not bitter at all. I'll give you candied fruit after eating, it's sweet, it's delicious."
When Yan Shi thought of the sweet and greasy taste of the candied fruit, he didn't want to eat it even more, but seeing the expectant look on the little princess's face, he couldn't refuse too much: "Mingting, put the medicine on the table, I'll take it later .”
"But the medicine will be cold in a while." Hua Ling was really anxious at the moment, "It will be more bitter to eat when it's cold, and it will hurt your stomach again. Brother, come, take the medicine, and I will feed you."
Hua Ling scooped up a spoonful of the medicine and put it near Yan Shi's mouth. Yan Shi only felt his stomach was fuller, and refused extremely: "I don't want to take it."
"Brother—" Hua Ling continued to coax.
"I said no
want to eat. "The voice raised slightly when he said this, with a hint of imperceptible anger in it.
Hua Ling didn't let go of his hand holding the spoon: "Brother—" his face was full of aggrieved.
Yan Shi also consciously made a slip of the tongue, took the medicine bowl from Hua Ling, put it on the table, and hugged Hua Ling: "Ming Ting is sorry, I didn't mean it just now." Without suppressing his anger, the person he was facing was Hua Ling again.
"It's okay, brother, I know you're not feeling well." Now Hua Ling is much taller than Yan Shi, and he can already be hugged in his arms, "Since you don't want to drink, let's not drink today, but we have to agree Now, if you don't get better tomorrow, you can take medicine obediently? Don't make me worry. "
Yan Shi leaned against Hua Ling's arms, sucking his unique fresh scent, and felt a little more comfortable all over.
Another day later, Yan Shi was afraid that Hua Ling would be worried, so he insisted on eating a bowl of rice.
But within a few days, when Yan Shi woke up in the morning, he felt groggy. This feeling had disappeared for a long time. Yan Shi put the back of his hand on his forehead and felt that he had a fever.
In order not to worry Hua Ling, Yan Shi got dressed as usual, and went to court as usual.
In today's hall, King Zhao and King Mu had a quarrel.
Yan Shi was already unwell, which made them quarrel even more. When standing upright, his body swayed, and he didn't even hear what they were arguing about.
After finally surviving the court, he walked out of the palace step by step, and saw King Zhao chasing him from behind: "Brother Da Huang—Brother Da Huang—"
Yan Shi stopped and turned to look at him: "What's the matter?"
King Zhao said with a smile on his face, "Brother Dahuang, why didn't you speak at the court today?" There was a little dissatisfaction in his words. Talk to him. But today he gave Yan Shi many hints in his eyes, but Yan Shi never said a word, which made him a little annoyed.
But now he saw Yan Shi's face again, Yan Shi's cheeks were sickly red, and his face was very ugly: "Brother Emperor is sick?"
Yan Shi walked forward again slowly, ignoring King Zhao.
King Zhao's complexion softened a little: "Brother Dahuang, continue that you are sick, I don't want to talk nonsense about the second brother. I want Brother Dahuang to go back and think about it. In two months, it will be Father's birthday. I heard that various countries will send envoys. Father wants to send a prince to take full charge of this matter. This kind of important matter is related to my face in Dayuan. Who does the big emperor think is the most suitable, so I don’t need to say more?”
Today in the court hall, King Zhao and King Mu had a quarrel because of this matter, and both wanted to take full responsibility for it.
King Zhao believed that he was the successor's son, and in terms of status, he should be responsible for this matter. But Mu Wang said that although he is the son of the successor, he is not the orthodox eldest son, but Yan Shi is the eldest son, but his title is the lowest, so he cannot be responsible for this matter. He was born of a noble concubine, and also holds the title of a prince, so he is no different from King Zhao. Moreover, in the case of A Furong, King Zhao lost the Ministry of Justice, but King Mu lost nothing. Now, King Mu is more powerful than King Zhao.
However, in the end, he was not so stupid as to say it in front of Emperor Chongjin.
The two met and faced each other for a while, but there was no quarrel. I thought Yan Shi would argue about this matter, but Yan Shi never said a word. Zhao Wang was a little strange at first, but seeing him like this now, he didn't like it. Know what's going on.
What I said to Yan Shi just now was also threatening Yan Shi not to fight for this position.
Although Yan Shi didn't speak today, a few old officials came forward and said that Yan Shi should be in charge of this matter. In other countries, the prince is in charge of this matter. Since there is no prince in Dayuan, he can only find the prince with the most distinguished status. No matter what Yan Shi said, the birthright of the eldest son was on the table.
Who is responsible for Emperor Chongjin's failure to order today, but one more obstacle is better than one less, isn't it? Therefore, after the imperial court, King Zhao came to remind Yan Shi Huojia about Princess Yan Shi.
Yan Shi was really unwell today, so he didn't say anything to him, and went out of the palace.
After getting on the sedan chair, we returned to Dali Temple.
Yan Shi had a resting place in Dali Temple. When he got there, he felt that his body had no strength, so he lay on the bed and fell asleep for a long time.
It wasn't until night that he woke up faintly, but the temperature on his body didn't recede, he didn't eat for a day, and he didn't feel hungry at all.
Yan Shi was afraid that Hua Ling would be worried, so he ordered the people from Dali Temple to report back to the palace, saying that he was going to investigate the case outside the city today and would not be able to come back at night.
At night, Yan Shi stayed at Dali Temple. This was the first time since he married Hua Ling that he and Hua Ling slept in two places, and he was really not used to it.
Especially now that the weather is still cold, Hualing is like a small stove, hugging each other is warm and very comfortable. But tonight, there is only me on this bed.
When the day came again, Yan Shifang felt that the fever on his body was gone, but he still didn't want to eat.
Today, just after the pilgrimage came to Dali Temple, Hua Ling was already waiting there.
"Brother—" Seeing Yan Shi getting off the sedan chair, Hua Ling rushed over, feeling very wronged, "You were not in the mansion yesterday, and I stayed up all night. I miss you so much, miss you so much."
Hua Ling's eyes were darkened, and it looked like he hadn't slept well. Yan Shi took his hand distressedly and walked towards Dali Temple: "Sleep here for a while."
Hua Ling pursed her lips: "I can't sleep without brother being with me."
"Lie down for a while, maybe I'll fall asleep soon." Yan Shi said as he stuffed the little princess under the quilt, "Why didn't you bring Mrs. Tang with you when you came here?"
"Brother—" Hua Ling lay on the pillow and looked at him pitifully, and lifted a corner of the quilt, "You come in too, or I won't be able to sleep."