Pick all the cold branches

"Edict Prison" is a place where "suspects" who have been interrogated by the emperor himself have been imprisoned. There have always been many important officials in Beijing or border officials, and even relatives of the emperor. Poor, at first glance, it is also a square house with two entrances, which is much better than ordinary houses.

The reason why the Imperial Prison makes all the important officials talk about it is not because it is so dilapidated and dark, or because of torture and interrogation, but because it is hopeless.

I can't figure out the holy will, I don't know whether I am guilty or not, what I have committed, and I don't know when I will be able to go out, whether I will be reinstated as an official, or relegated to exile... More terrible than death, I don't know when I will die.

This feeling is probably not much different from when His Highness was imprisoned in the Yonghe Palace back then.

Zhen Xian half leaned on the soft bed, pressed the wound, looked at Jing Wang Jiafei who was sitting aside reading a book and drinking tea, several times wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't breathe and his eyes turned black, so he had to Yu Yu hugged the stove and lowered her head.

Probably out of breath.

He also knew that His Royal Highness Jing Wang was a master who would shake the world if he did not have an attack, but this time it was too shocking and he would die forever.He originally thought that the big play outside Beishangguan was the ultimate, but he never expected that this play could be sung all the way back to the capital, and sang directly into the imperial prison.

His Royal Highness Prince Jing just slipped into the imperial prison and refused to go out. What about the rest of the people and things?

What about the two corpses that were just sent to the Supervisor of Rituals?

What about His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince who just returned to court and Brother Su Baba who came in the name of marriage?Fortunately, this "marriage" was made by the prince himself.

What about the Fourth Highness who is still sick?

What about the dozens of people in the palace?

What about the numerous public cases of the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau?

What about Xiao Hengwu who jumped off the cliff, and the Zhejiang people who died in vain?

Everything is still pointing to His Highness Prince Jing to preside over the overall situation, but the prince is determined to come to Beizhen Fusi to go to jail.

If the emperor got angry and threw them in this imperial prison for ten or eight years, wouldn't he just ignore the serious business?

It is said that those who have been sent to prison are not traitors, but they can become famous ministers. How could he be a good minister? Not only did he go to prison, but he also got a prince to eat three meals a day with him...

Just thinking about it this way, Zhen Xian was suddenly short of breath again, and even the sound of breathing became heavy.

He was sulking, and Wang Jing Jiafei didn't know it, but he was afraid that he would catch him preaching if he started a conversation, so he pretended to open the book and opened his mouth pretending to be relaxed.

"You were with me in the palace back then, and now I am here with you. This is what I should do. Even the emperor has nothing to say. Anyway, he can be locked up for as long as he likes. Don't you Take good care of your injury, what's the rush."

But just saying that, it still completely irritated Zhen Xian's blood that couldn't be spit out.

"You still know I'm anxious—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jia Fei quickly threw away the book he was not reading at all.

"I know, I know, it hurts to be angry."

He leaned over to him, pressed his hands on the soft bed to prevent him from getting up, and while coaxing him with a smile on his face, he wailed softly: "You are hurt so badly, how can I rest assured that you come in, you bastard?" Place... You left me outside, and I didn't have the heart to do business properly, so I might as well come in to accompany you, at least I can get some peace of mind. The emperor will summon me someday, and we can take care of each other. By then Let's talk to Father in detail, it's not too late to ask Father to be the master—"

This person who talks nonsense, doesn't even look like a prince, he is clearly a trickster who is playing tricks!

As Zhen Xian listened, his face turned black and red, and he became more and more out of control. He wanted to say a few words to him, but he was so provoked that he coughed again.

This cough will inevitably touch the wound.

Seeing this, Jiafei panicked, and quickly hugged him tightly, not allowing him to move, while stroking his back to comfort him.

"Don't piss me off. I killed the chief of ceremonies, so you can just pretend that I came here to hide for two days."

The meaning of begging for mercy was also seen in this voice.

Zhen Xian was just getting anxious, not really angry with him, but he could still be hardened enough to make him beg him, finally he could only sigh and complain in a low voice: "If you don't take care of yourself like this, no matter how many people replace you You are thinking in vain. You are not an ordinary person, so you can't tell which is more important?"

He was originally injured and was not in good spirits, so he was tired after talking so few words, leaning in Jiafei's arms, half-closed his eyes while talking.

Jia Feilian claimed yes, and then said some nonsense like "As long as I can be with you day and night like this, it doesn't matter if I'm locked up for a lifetime", "What can I do if you make yourself mad", and so on. Coax Zhen Xian to rest first.Zhen Xian blushed so angry that she almost turned against him again.

Whispers are not allowed inside the imperial prison, and there must be someone listening outside the door.

Jia Fei subconsciously glanced towards the door, and saw two semi-circular heads reflected on the white gauze.

Outside the door, there are a regular servant and two little servants sent by the palace to serve medicine and food. One is holding a medicine cup in his hand, the other is holding honey water, and the third is bending over and sticking his buttocks to his ears. on the door.

After all, it was the prince who came in.Naturally, the palace will send someone to wait on it.But for this errand, the supervisor of ceremonies has an account.If it is done well, Eunuch Chen will definitely be rewarded, but if it is not done well, it will be bad luck.

The permanent attendant wanted to find a good time with Chen Shiqin, hoping to make a fortune from now on, and tried his best to hear something that could be reported from His Royal Highness Prince Jing, but after listening for a long time, his waist became sore and he didn't listen. I don't understand why, I just feel that most of them are private jokes, but I blush when I hear it, so I have to stand up straight and dare not continue to listen.

The three of them stood at the door for a while, and only entered the door together when the messenger from Beizhen Fusi brought the imperial doctor who was consulting today.

The imperial doctor who came from the palace was surnamed Li. He didn't want to come to pick up this hot potato at first, but he had to bite the bullet because he couldn't push it. He had been trembling since he entered the door.

Jiafei sat on the side, staring at him to take Zhen Xian's pulse and check his injury, then chuckled lightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, "I still want to ask Doctor Li for some medicine."

Li Yuyi's shoulders trembled, he lowered his head and hurriedly asked him: "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"It's not for me, it's for him." Jiafei smiled and his eyes flickered, "He's been hurt for a while, and I'm afraid he won't be used to it. You can bring me some medicine to make him feel better." a little."

Before the words finished, Zhen Xian coughed violently, probably wanting to say something but didn't say it.The movement involved the wound, so painful that he could only stare at Jiafei while pressing the wound, even the base of his neck was completely red.

"Look at you. Doctor Li is a doctor, so there's nothing to be ashamed of." Jia Fei went up to meet him, hugged Zhen Xian in public, and patted him on the back.

Zhen Xian obviously struggled for a while, but couldn't break free, but he really felt that he had no face to listen to, so he just gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and turned his face, and let him go.

The imperial doctor Li looked at the scene and thought for a while before he guessed what His Royal Highness Prince Jing was talking about. His face was filled with embarrassment, and he couldn't stop raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Let's prepare now. It's just that... the young master's injury hasn't healed yet, so it's not appropriate...to work too hard—"

"I have a sense of proportion, just bring it here." With a smile on his face, Jiafei glanced sideways at the three waiters waiting at the side, then pointed to the regular waiter in ocher clothes and said, "You don't need to bring it over in person, just give it to me." This—what's your last name?"

Seeing that His Royal Highness Prince Jing suddenly called him, the valet hurried forward and said, "Return to the prince, my servant Zhao Wu."

"Oh, your surname is Zhao." Jiafei still smiled casually, his eyes were extraordinarily bright, "I thought your surname was Chen."

He spoke very kindly and kept smiling.

The attendant couldn't figure out what he meant for a while, thinking that he was appreciated, it was really the prince who wanted him to help take the medicine, so he was overjoyed, knelt on the ground and said: "Thank you, the prince, for giving the surname, from now on From now on, slaves and maidservants will be surnamed Chen!"

The surname changed quickly.

Jia Fei looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and touched his chin.

"Come on, what does this little king say? It depends on Governor Chen letting go. Otherwise, why don't you ask Chen Shiqin first?"

He made a point of emphasizing Chen Shiqin's nickname of "supervisor".

Taking a sudden turn, Zhao Changshi was stunned for a while before he realized what happened. His face turned pale immediately, and his legs limply collapsed on the ground. While slapping himself, he cried, "Damn this servant, forgive me, my lord."

There was no expression on Jiafei's face, no matter how much he cried, he would not be moved, he just waved his hand in annoyance to push him out.

"Go ahead and ask. Anyway, if you don't ask, Eunuch Chen has to ask you too. Don't you still have to tell? Even if you don't want to, those two little ones have to."

None of the court officials and dignitaries who issued the imperial edict in the past had a sad face and cautiousness, and they came to His Highness Prince Jing's place. This imperial edict is almost becoming Prince Jing's mansion.

The unlucky doctor Li Yu, who was doing such a hard job, had never seen this scene of smiling and killing people without seeing the blood. He stood stunned and couldn't help thinking carefully, whether the medicine that the prince asked him just now...does it need to be given away? ?