The reborn prince can't be pushed down

Chapter 38 Make up your mind
Jiang Nian's court meeting was cancelled, so he left the Chongtian Palace and went straight to the Forbidden Army Governor's Mansion.

Zuo Ming had been wholeheartedly waiting for the news that An Chen had been thrown into the prison of Dali Temple, but Jiang Nian told him that their plan failed, and the princess sang an empty city plan.

"Damn!" Zuo Ming couldn't help but swear again, "Your Highness must be pretending to be sick!"

Jiang Nian shook his head, "When I saw Her Royal Highness yesterday, her complexion was already very bad, it may not be a feigning illness."

Zuo Ming didn't care so much, he put on his saber, and said, "Let's go, go to the Imperial Hospital. Yesterday, Her Royal Highness the Princess allowed me to interrogate An Chen on how many manuscripts he remembered. I'll go now, and you can come with me!"

Jiang Nian was afraid that he would commit a crime on impulse, so he went with him.

Not wanting to, the two entered the atrium of the Imperial Hospital and ran into Fu Yuan and Lin Zhou.

Fu Yuan glared at Lin Zhou, "Hurry up!"

"Yes!" Lin Zhou said aggrievedly, and went to pack his things silently.

Fu Yuanchao and the two cupped their hands and said, "Commander Zuo, Mr. Jiang, I don't know if you two are here, what can you do?"

Zuo Ming said coldly: "I am ordered by the princess to interrogate An Chen!"

Fu Yuan was taken aback when he heard the words, and turned sideways and said, "Then the lower officials will not bother Commander Zuo."

Zuo Ming held the handle of the knife in his hand and strode forward.

Jiang Nian was slightly behind him, and said to Fu Yuan, "Uncle Fu."

Fu Yuan shook his head, "Stop talking, I see Commander Zuo's expression is not good, hurry up and follow."

Jiang Nian made a bow to him, and quickly followed Zuo Ming.

An Chen was very quiet today. Apart from guarding the door, the imperial guards also sent a guard to watch him inside to prevent him from committing suicide.

But since An Chen woke up in the morning, he has been staring at the stack of white papers on the table in a daze.

The guard guarding him almost fell asleep from boredom.

At this moment, the door of the room was kicked open.

The guard was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked at the person again, he lost all sleepiness.

"For a humble position, see the leader."

Zuo Ming nodded to him, "You go out first."

The guard didn't dare to delay, so he went out and closed the door.

An Chen folded his hands on the table, with a calm face, completely ignoring Zuo Ming's hostility.

Zuo Ming walked to the table and looked down at An Chen, "Your Highness ordered me to ask you, how many manuscripts do you remember?"

An Chen smiled at him, opened his lips and said two words, "All."

Zuo Ming was irritated by his light-lifting appearance, and in a hurry, he wished he could draw his knife and slash An Chen, "Nonsense, you have only been in Dianzang Pavilion for a few days, even if you are gifted and have a photographic memory, it is impossible to see all of them." Finish!"

The corners of An Chen's mouth raised even higher, "Commander Zuo, I started studying medicine with Mr. Fu when I was 12 years old. I have already read this book in Dianzangge countless times. Don't say writing it silently, let me write it silently backwards. Once again, there is no problem."

An Chen's tone was light, but he couldn't hide the smugness in his words.

Jiang Nian pressed Zuo Ming's shoulder, and he, who had been standing far away, stepped forward.

"An Chen, you don't have to be complacent, all the manuscripts have been burned, and it's hard to tell the truth from the things you silently produced. Even if you can prove that you have the talent of photographic memory, it can't prove that you have really read all the manuscripts. What you rely on is simply not enough to be your life-saving talisman."

Jiang Nian calmly stated a fact, his words were like dropping a boulder on a calm lake.

The smile on An Chen's face remained unchanged, "Many people in Taiyuan Hospital have read the handwriting, and they will have some impressions, especially Mrs. Fu. Of course, if some people insist on manipulating the public opinion and insisting on calling white things black, then I have nothing to say."

To put it bluntly, everyone is taking a gamble now.But with the attitude of a princess, it is obvious that An Chen has a better chance of winning.

An Chen continued: "Master Jiang, you are about to marry the princess, but His Majesty's health seems to be not optimistic. Your Majesty remembers that there is a prescription recorded in the Notes of the Imperial Physician of the previous dynasty, which is exactly for the treatment of His Majesty's symptoms." But now Mr. Jiang doesn't believe that the lower officials will write prescriptions silently, I'm afraid..."

He said half of the words, but the threat was already very obvious.

This time, both Jiang Nian and Zuo Ming paused, not daring to act rashly.

On the other side, Linzhou came to Jinxiu Palace with the heart of death.

"My minister sees Your Highness the Princess." Thinking that there was a trace anyway, the expression on Linzhou's face was particularly tragic.

"Get up." Ning Yuezhao's voice was obviously tired, and the red marks left by the long-term rubbing on the temples had not dissipated.

Seeing that it was such a young imperial doctor, Bitao couldn't help but frowned, "Doctor Lin, you need to diagnose and treat carefully, otherwise His Highness will not let you go if something happens to your body!"

It was only then that Linzhou discovered that there was a serious-looking aunt standing in front of Ning Yuezhao's bed. Judging by her attire, she should be a high-ranking female official.

Woohoo, it's over.

Linzhou was crying in his heart, he moved to the side of the bed stiffly, grabbed Ning Yuezhao's hand, and placed three fingers on her wrist.

Because it was too stiff, Linzhou looked very calm at the moment.

Seeing that the little doctor was so calm, Bitao withdrew her contempt.

After a while, Lin Zhou let go of Ning Yuezhao's hand, and said, "Your Highness is in a hurry and overthinking, which will cause headaches. You don't need to take medicine, just rest."

As soon as he said this, not only Bitao, but even Ning Yuezhao looked at him with admiration.

In Ning Yuezhao's eyes, Linzhou is just a fool, and she just recruited him as a cover, but she didn't expect him to speak clearly and clearly.

Linzhou got up from the stool, carried the medicine box on his back, bowed and said, "Since Your Highness is fine, I will take my leave."

Ning Yuezhao nodded, signaling him to back down.

Linzhou straightened his body and walked out of Jinxiu Palace. After making sure that there was no one around, he leaned on a pillar under the porch to barely keep himself from being limp on the ground.

"I'm scared to death, but luckily I'm smart!" Linzhou's clothes on the back were soaked in cold sweat.

In fact, he didn't get anything out of Ning Yuezhao's pulse just now, but he guessed it based on her behavior yesterday and the red mark on her temple, but he didn't expect it to be wrong.

Too hospital.

Jiang Nian, Zuo Ming, and An Chen fell into a stalemate among the three.

In the end, the order to summon Zuo Ming came from the palace, which broke the embarrassment.

In Jinxiu Palace, Bitao saw that Ning Yuezhao was fine after being diagnosed and treated by the imperial doctor, so she went back to Shenglong Palace to return to her life.

Ning Yuezhao calmed down, and ordered someone to help her change her clothes and freshen up, and sent someone to summon Zuo Ming.

When Zuo Ming and Jiang Nian came to Jinxiu Palace together, Ning Yuezhao asked with some doubts: "How did you meet together?"

Seeing that Ning Yuezhao was indeed sickly, Jiang Nian breathed a sigh of relief.

Zuo Ming didn't answer her question, but said directly: "Weichen just went to the imperial hospital with Jiang Zhuangyuan and asked about An Chen's manuscript."

Ning Yuezhao nodded, "How is the question?"

Zuo Ming said bluntly: "Your Highness, forgive me, there is no way to tell whether An Chen's dictation is true or not. To forgive his death penalty just for this is not to bet on the safety of the world?"

Ning Yuezhao reached out and rubbed her forehead, and said helplessly, "You're right."

Zuo Ming didn't expect Ning Yuezhao to agree with his words so happily, which made him a little at a loss. For a while, the pile of great principles he had prepared were completely useless.

Jiang Nian suddenly said, "Your Highness, An Chen said that he remembered that there was a prescription in the handbook of the imperial physician in the previous dynasty, which can take care of His Majesty's illness."

Because he uttered so suddenly, Zuo Ming didn't have time to stop him.

Shouting out such words at this time will not help to provide the enemy with swords and weapons, Zuo Ming is a little angry that he will not live up to it.

Jiang Nian also struggled in his heart, but the queen regarded him as her own. He would rather give up the chance of revenge than miss the chance to save the queen.

Ning Yuezhao heard the words and fell silent.

Fu Liao had told her long ago that the empress's body was exhausted, unless An Chen's prescription could make people live forever.But there is no elixir of immortality in time, I'm afraid he is playing tricks again.

Suddenly, Ning Yuezhao felt extremely bored, she made up her mind and said, "Transfer him to Dali Temple for investigation."

　Spoiler alert, in fact, I spent a lot of time writing the character of An Chen, so I won't get the lunch box so quickly.

　　The heroine was fond of An Chen in the early stage, so it was not good for Jiang Nianhui.

　　For now, the three will have to wrestle for some time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)