Chapter 123 - 122: A Plan to Kill Three Birds with One Stone
Chapter 123: Chapter 122: A Plan to Kill Three Birds with One Stone
Rong Che turned around and strode out; now that he is the Regent Emperor, he has state affairs to deal with.
Behind him, Feng Yao called, "Emperor, Emperor."
Unfortunately, Rong Che seemed not to hear her and strode out.
Outside the palace, on the carriage of the Regent Prince Mansion, Feng Qing looked helplessly at the quietly sleeping man on the soft couch. In the past, his handsome face had now lost all color, even his lips had turned pale. In his quiet sleep, he looked like a sleeping beauty.
If not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, one might think he is a sleeping beauty who had been asleep for a thousand years. Yet despite his bloodless face, there wasn’t a trace of haggardness, instead, there was a softness that made one’s heart ache and filled one with uncontrollable pity for him.
Feng Qing looked at him and sighed, what a troubling fate.
Now she understands the reason why Rong Ling risked his life to go to the Jinluan Palace; he was retaliating against the Emperor and the Empress Dowager.
Today, Rong Ling appeared, speaking ambiguously, making the courtiers believe it was the Little Emperor who tampered with Rong Ling.
Although this was the truth, it incited the courtiers to genuinely believe so, making them feel disheartened and see the Little Emperor as ungrateful and undeserving.
Secondly, this matter being exposed would undoubtedly disappoint scholars and intellectuals with the current Emperor, as scholars have always preached filial piety to rule the world. Rong Che, being Rong Ling’s uncle, an uncle who had shown kindness to him, treated him this way, which is highly unfilial. How could an unfilial person rule the realm or gain the people’s trust?
In the future, this stain on the Little Emperor’s reputation will never be removed; although it might not spread widely, books will definitely record it, and the Emperor’s reputation will be ruined because of this.
Thirdly, and most importantly, since Rong Ling appeared so miserably in the Jinluan Palace, the Little Emperor would have to appease him, and thus a title of Prince is likely inevitable.
Feng Qing looked at the man on the soft couch, thinking to herself, what a deft strategy with three birds with one stone, yet it’s too ruthless, too ruthless towards oneself.
Feng Qing, while pondering, raised her hand to massage several acupoints on Rong Ling’s hand to help his body recover some vitality.
By the time the carriage reached the Yijing Courtyard of the Regent Prince Mansion, Feng Qing got off and signaled Nan Feng and Nan Xuan to carry Rong Ling into the room, then she instructed Nan Feng.
"Bring the previous Furong Drunk prescription; I’ll add two herbs to replenish vitality. Your Prince’s body is now just an empty shell, greatly deficient; if not properly treated, he might not endure."
Nan Feng’s heart stiffened, his face extremely grim, but his actions were swift. He soon brought back the previous prescription that Feng Qing and Divine Doctor Zhang had prepared, and Feng Qing added two more herbs to it.
"Follow the prescription’s instructions, then concoct and administer it to him. After taking Furong Drunk tonight, I’ll give him another prescription to adjust his body, then use silver needles to aid his acupoints, followed by a bathing prescription, slowly nursing him for two to three months; it should become alright, so no need to worry."
"Thank you, Princess Consort."
Nan Feng respectfully thanked Feng Qing. Having experienced the previous poisoning incident and last night’s assassination attempt, Nan Feng and Nan Xuan regarded the Princess Consort as their anchor. They both unanimously agreed that only someone like Feng Qing is worthy of being the Princess Consort of the Regent Prince Mansion; no one else will do.
Given the past poisoning incident and the assassination attempt last night, if it had been someone else, she would have already collapsed.
Feng Qing waved her hand to signal Nan Feng to go handle the matter, and Nan Feng turned away to gather the herbs.