Just as Murong Jie said, Zi'an spent half an hour in the dungeon and finally understood Murong Jie's good intentions.
She racked her brains to think about who leaked this matter and how many people knew about it.
After thinking it over in his mind, he felt that the Noble Concubine and Prince Nan Huai were the most suspicious. However, he was very sure that the Noble Concubine did not know about the Emperor's illness, otherwise she would have spread the news long ago.
If you didn’t know it before, how do you know it now
It is also possible that it was Taifu Liang, because the emperor was forced to abdicate and the prince could naturally ascend the throne. However, Taifu Liang probably didn't know about the emperor's illness either.
Zi'an recalled that when Murong Jie brought her in that day, the imperial guards had tried to stop them, but later chose to let them go. It could be seen that the people in Xiwei Palace actually knew that they had no way out in the future, so they would cling to him if they could, but if they couldn't, the emperor's illness being made public might not be a bad thing.
It is true that the emperor chose to live in the Xiwei Palace to recuperate, and the people he arranged to be around him must have been his confidants. All confidants must be very loyal. However, no matter how high the loyalty is, it will be shaken as the fear of death approaches. If at this time, someone suggested making the emperor's illness public, it may not be that no one would be willing to do so.
Just as Zian was thinking, he heard a whistle.
Zi'an raised his head, then turned his back and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"
Murong Jie held a pot of wine and a plate of side dishes in his hand, "I'll keep you company!"
"No need!" Zi'an looked unhappy and wrinkled his face like a black donkey's hoof.
Murong Jie opened the prison and sat on the straw, "Stingy, haven't you figured it out yet?"
"It's one thing to figure it out, and another to be angry. You could have told me in advance."
"It won't be realistic if you tell me." Murong Jie reached out to pull her, and she fell into his arms. "Okay, I won't be angry anymore. It's just temporary."
"Do you have any idea now?" Zi'an was no longer angry. There was nothing to be angry about.
"Let Xiao Tuo and Su Qing investigate. I believe we will soon find out who leaked the information." Murong Jie said calmly.
"You look like you don't care, but this matter is very serious, okay? The Empress Dowager must be panicking, right?" Zi'an asked.
"Yes, have someone urgently summon me to the palace."
"Then why don't you go?" Zi'an snatched his wine jug and took a sip, then spit it out with a "Puff". "Are you crazy? This isn't wine, it's so sour."
"This is vinegar!" Murong Jie said slowly.
"What are you doing with the vinegar?" Zi'an rolled his eyes. The people in the capital said that there were two idiots and a bully in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Su Qing and Xiao Tuo were idiots, and Prince of Liang Murong Xin was a bully. In her opinion, Murong Jie was the biggest idiot.
"Satisfy your drinking habit, but stay sober!" Murong Jie picked up the wine pot, took a sip, and his face immediately wrinkled, like a tattered pickle.
"How can drinking vinegar satisfy your alcohol addiction?" Zi'an laughed, what a fool.
Murong Jie said slowly, "The imperial physician said that drinking vinegar can strengthen the yang. I insist on drinking more. We will give birth to a big fat boy in the future."
Zi'an was stunned for a moment, "You think so?"
"Yeah, don't you want to?" Murong Jie asked back.
Zi'an didn't know if she could still have children in this state. Her physical condition was very poor, and the safflower she drank had damaged her vitality. Of course, she knew that safflower might not necessarily cause infertility, but her physical condition was really too poor. If she wanted to have children, she would need at least two or three years of recuperation.
"Do you really want to have a child?" Zi'an was actually very conflicted. Not to mention that she didn't know whether she could have a child now, even if she could, did she really want to have one
Murong Jie took another sip of vinegar. After taking a sip, he threw it aside and frowned, "It tastes terrible."
Seeing that he didn't answer the question directly, Zi'an thought that he really wanted to have a child, "Who said that vinegar can enhance sexual performance?"
"The royal doctor said so."
"Which imperial physician? Isn't this nonsense?" Zi'an said unhappily.
"Is it nonsense?" Murong Jie didn't believe it, "But what he said was very mysterious. So-and-so drank vinegar and got a boy."
Zi'an looked at him, "Murong, let me ask you a serious question. If I can't have children, will you find another woman to have children with?"
Murong Jie stared at her with eyes that were so affectionate and tender that they almost dripped with water. Zi'an couldn't help but feel his heart beating fast when he looked at her. He was overwhelmed with emotion, and then he said firmly, "Yes!"
Zi'an vomited a pound of blood!
Then he said slowly, "Do you believe it?"
"Believe it, why not? You are the kind of person who won't be at peace until you piss me off to death. Go away!" Zi'an said angrily.
The little bit of romantic atmosphere was ruined by him.
Can this person be less of an idiot in his relationships and private life
"Okay, okay, at most I won't look for it." He said with great embarrassment.
"No, you still have to look for her. There's no need to look for anyone else. Don't you have a concubine named Sun in your house?" Zi'an said coldly.
Murong Jie picked up the vinegar and handed it to her, "You go with her, you are suitable. As for Concubine Sun, she just came back from the Taifu Mansion and went to the Gui Taifei's room. She is very busy, don't disturb her."
Zi'an was stunned for a moment, "Hmm?" There's hope!
Murong Jie looked at him, his handsome face swaying in front of her, "Is it strange? It's just profiteering. You are their enemy, so these enemies will naturally unite to deal with you."
Zi'an put his hand on his shoulder and said, "It seems that you understand it in your heart. What are you going to do next?"
"What does it have to do with you? You are a prisoner, so just stay in prison."
Zi'an was dejected and asked the heaven speechlessly, why did she choose a man like this as her husband
"Okay, let's go!" Murong Jie picked up his vinegar pot, "These foods are for you. I made them for you."
Zian was a little surprised, "You did it?"
He actually knows how to cook? This guy is a master of cooking and is most afraid of getting dirty.
"You're so moved that you're crying." Murong Jie opened the cell door, "I'll ask someone to bring you a blanket later. I'll be more comfortable sleeping alone tonight."
Zi'an was so angry that he was about to die, but Gang was actually a little touched.
Murong Jie stood outside the prison, "Xia Zian, I won't let anyone bully you."
Zi'an cried out, tears welling up in his eyelashes. He looked at him and was about to rush over to give him a hug.
Then he snorted, "If you want to bully someone, it should be me. Who dares to take away my power?"
Then he took his vinegar pot and left without looking back.
"Murong Jie, can't you be more normal? Will you die if you say something nice?" Zi'an yelled at the top of his voice.
To get along with him, you really need to be a little bit cultured.
Murong Jie fanned his hands without even turning his head, "Take a break."
Who doesn't want to hear nice words? But you have to be able to say them. Who wants to talk about love all day? It's so annoying.
Women are strange creatures.
Ni Rong stood at the door of the dungeon, twitching his lips. The princess was so pitiful.
The prince looks like a good person, but only those who marry him know.
Zi'an sat down and picked up the black dish. She didn't know what it was, but it smelled good. She frowned and asked, "Is it edible?"
"Just as long as it doesn't kill anyone," Ni Rong said loudly at the door.
A row of black lines appeared on Zi'an's forehead, but he decided to take a bite. After all, he made it himself, and he couldn't miss his first time.
She took a bite and immediately frowned and smacked her lips, "This is unpalatable to a new level."
It’s lamb, but whose lamb is cooked with vinegar as wine
(End of this chapter)