Jiao Luan

Chapter 499 Blood Curse

Princess Anyang supported her forehead, and then slapped her ruddy face hard several times.

She actually fell in love with her own brother, and made it known to all civil and military courts!

As long as she thinks of this cruel fact, Princess Anyang can't wait to grab the land.

and many more!

Princess Anyang sat up straight slowly, covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Too bad, this younger brother of hers is a broken sleeve, does Emperor Father know it?
Thinking of this, Princess Anyang couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately went out to enter the palace.

"Why is Anyang here?" After King You and King Ping's disturbance, Emperor Changqing really didn't want to see these unlucky children.

He now wants to take the prince with him to teach him well, and take a few more glances to make himself more comfortable.

"Father, my son heard that you found the first prince and made him the crown prince?"

Upon hearing Princess Anyang's question, Emperor Changqing immediately gave her a wary look.

He remembered that this wicked girl had planned on her younger brother before!

What is this all about!
Emperor Changqing patted his forehead in distress, and asked coldly, "Huh?"

Princess Anyang forced a smile: "Father, is it too urgent to establish a crown prince?"

"Why, Anyang has an opinion?" Emperor Changqing narrowed his eyes.

He never expected that none of those thorny ministers said anything, but this daughter boldly expressed it.

This wicked girl, even if she doesn't establish a crown prince, is she still trying to make up her mind?
"Father, my son just feels that... the first prince has just been found, and we don't know much about him. After all, establishing a crown prince is a big deal..."

Emperor Changqing frowned in displeasure, and said in a deep voice: "Anyang, if you have any opinions, you might as well bring them up and let the emperor listen."

Could it be that he didn't go his way at the beginning, but now he feels unhappy and wants to trouble the prince?

Princess Anyang heard Emperor Changqing's dissatisfaction, hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said: "Father, the crown prince has a hidden illness, I wonder if you know about it?"

"What?" Emperor Changqing's eyes tightened.

Princess Anyang sighed: "So you really don't know."

"What hidden disease is there, don't hesitate to speak!"

Princess Anyang took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Father, the prince will cut off his sleeve!"

With a bang, Emperor Changqing knocked down the teacup in his hand.

Princess Anyang hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe it for him.

Emperor Changqing's face sank like water, and he stared at Princess Anyang compellingly: "Anyang, you have to know, don't talk nonsense!"

Princess Anyang looked aggrieved: "Of course I don't dare to talk nonsense! I sent people to follow him back then, and the people who followed saw it with their own eyes."

Speaking of this, Princess Anyang's face became hot: "Otherwise... Otherwise, why would my son give up?"

Emperor Changqing was completely dumbfounded.

"Father?"

Emperor Changqing waved his hand: "You go back first, let me be quiet."

As soon as Princess Anyang left, Emperor Changqing pulled his hair.

He just wants a normal son, why is it so difficult!
"Come here, let me find out who the prince has been close to over the years, especially women!"

Emperor Changqing gave orders, but he didn't have the courage to go to the East Palace to see Cheng Che. He kept his face down for several days, making all the civil and military officials confused.

After Cheng Wei got the news, he was stunned.

"Second brother...has he really become the prince?"

Han couldn't help being overjoyed: "That's right, your second brother has been burdened by his life experience, and has suffered a lot in these years, and now God has finally opened his eyes."

Cheng Wei couldn't help but smile wryly.

God open your eyes?
It was God who made a big joke on her.

The second elder brother has become the prince, so can he propose to marry her as he pleases?

"Wei'er, what's the matter with you?"

Cheng Wei came back to his senses: "It's nothing, it's just a surprise."

It didn't take long for Duke Wei's mansion to receive an order from the Empress Dowager, saying that Mrs. Duan, Mrs. Han and Cheng Wei would go to the palace for a banquet together.

The three tidied up and hurried to the imperial city in a carriage.

The East Palace has taken on a completely new look, even the window screens have been changed to welcome the new owner.

Cheng Che was wearing a moon-white uniform and sitting in the gazebo in the garden. Opposite him was the silver-haired and white-robed Dao Ling.

"Does the national teacher have an idea?" Cheng Che asked straight to the point.

Master Qi Ling nodded: "After careful inspection, it can now be concluded that neither the Crown Prince nor the King of Nan'an were poisoned the day after tomorrow, but were brought from the womb."

"Fetal poison?"

"No, it is more accurate to say that it is a blood curse than fetal poison. This is a curse inherited in the blood, and the caster often curses the person he hates at the cost of his own life. Then, the descendants of that person The descendants may bear the blood curse. From this point of view, the royal family should have offended a certain powerful magician before planting this disaster."

Cheng Che still had doubts: "But I am not the same as King Nan'an. Uncle Nan'an King has been weak and sick since he was a child, and he never left his mouth for medicine, but my health has always been excellent, and it was only in the past two years that something went wrong."

Master Qiling took a deep look at Cheng Che, and said calmly, "That's why the King of Nan'an has been able to maintain a sick and weak body. But the crown prince is sick like a mountain..."

Cheng Che's eyes tightened: "You mean..."

He pursed his lips, and asked calmly, "Will my body be worse than Uncle Nan'an's?"

Master Qi Ling answered his words with silence.

Cheng Che let go of his clenched fists, and asked calmly, "Please tell me clearly, how long can my body last?"

"It can range from one year to as many as three years."

Cheng Che stood up slowly, and gave a deep bow to Master Qiling: "Please don't tell Wei'er, the national teacher, so as not to worry her."

Saying goodbye to Master Qi Ling, Cheng Che sat in the gazebo for a long time, until someone came to invite him from the Compassionate Ning Palace, and then he got up and left.

In the Cining Palace.

The Empress Dowager speaks softly and chats with Mrs. Duan about family matters.

Cheng Wei quietly sat beside Han Shi, but her heart had already flown out.

She scanned the door frequently, until she heard the servant shout "The prince is here—" and then hurriedly looked away, lowering her eyebrows.

Cheng Che walked in calmly, with a faint and gentle smile on his face.

The Empress Dowager's face showed genuine joy, and she waved: "Jing'er, come and sit down."

Cheng Che stepped forward and saluted the Queen Mother.

"Meet the imperial grandmother."

Immediately afterwards, he greeted Mrs. Duan and Mrs. Han, his eyes fell on Cheng Wei, and he said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Wei Wei looks much better than last time."

Cheng Wei looked straight at Cheng Che, inexplicably feeling sad.

The second brother also said that when he recovered, he would make soup with his own hands to take care of her body, but now that he had changed his identity, in front of the Queen Mother, his tone could only be so polite.

Cheng Che looked away, and smiled at the Queen Mother: "It's all grandchildren, isn't it, the emperor's grandmother is anxious."

"It's nothing. Come on, sit down quickly. The old lady is invited to come here today. The Ai family also wants to thank you for Jing'er."

"Don't say that, Empress Dowager, the prince is auspicious and he has his own destiny, so that he will be auspicious when he dies." Mrs. Duan said politely.

Cups and plates were brought out one after another. Cheng Che personally picked up dishes for the Empress Dowager, Mrs. Duan and Mrs. Han, and then smiled at Cheng, "The jujube cake made here by the imperial grandmother is sweet and soft, you can try it slightly."

Cheng Wei squeezed the silver chopsticks tightly, losing his appetite for no reason.

(End of this chapter)