It was clear that those mysterious people were the secret guards.
The people the Crown Prince had sent to assassinate the Emperor were the best in martial arts, but they had been beaten back by those mysterious people in a single exchange. He recalled that day when his information had been forcibly stolen and several of his men had been killed. Although they had severely injured that person in the end, they had also lost several of his generals and left him with a hidden danger.
Although this hidden danger wasn't fatal, it was a thorn in his heart.
If it was said that an ant's nest could destroy a thousand-mile dike, then this information was that ant's nest. It would slowly destroy his seemingly invulnerable position.
The Crown Prince's expression became more and more solemn at the thought of losing his position as the Crown Prince.
The guard saw that the Crown Prince was deep in thought and didn't dare to open his mouth to disturb his thoughts.
The Crown Prince thought for a long time before he focused his gaze on the guard again.
The Crown Prince steadied his mind and pursed his lips. "I know. Continue to watch the city gates. If you see a scar on their chest, bring them back. If they resist, kill them without mercy."
Right now, his imperial father was not on his side at all, and his mother had passed away many years ago. Even if his maternal grandfather still had a hundred thousand elite soldiers under his command, even if his maternal grandfather favored him, it was impossible for him to gamble with the lives of an entire clan.
Right now, the Crown Prince was walking barefoot on a tightrope. If he could maintain his position without making any mistakes, his maternal grandfather would be the most solid shield behind him. But if he was deposed by the Emperor because of his mistakes, even if his maternal grandfather wanted to protect him, there was no reason to do so.
The Crown Prince was in a difficult position at the moment.
After the guard left, the Crown Prince hurriedly summoned his trusted aides to the study to discuss what he should do next to maintain his current position.
At this moment, Lin Zeyu, who had returned to the Marquis of Zhenyuan's residence, immediately went to the palace to pay his respects to the Emperor.
Seeing that Lin Zeyu had returned safely and that his complexion wasn't pale or weak at all, the Emperor finally relaxed.
In public, Lin Zeyu was an official under his command. But in private, without Lin Zeyu, there were many things he couldn't do. He couldn't even guarantee his own safety.
When he thought of the assassination attempt a few days ago, a trace of malice flashed through the Emperor's eyes.
How could he not know who had sent this person? But because he knew, his heart grew colder.
Even if he had always wanted to depose the Crown Prince, he had never thought of harming the Crown Prince's life. He had even thought of compensating him in other ways after he had been deposed.
After all, the Crown Prince was her first child, the child of her empress.
The Emperor and Empress Yuan had a very good relationship, so naturally, he would not mistreat Empress Yuan's child.
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Since ancient times, the Emperor had always been suspicious. If he showed that he was not injured, it would arouse the Emperor's suspicion. The Emperor would only suspect that he had a good relationship with the Crown Prince. If the Emperor started to ask who had treated him because he was not injured and exposed Jiujiu, it would not be good.
Jiujiu was able to cure his life-threatening injury within a month, and even remove the scar on his chest. From this, it could be seen how amazing Jiujiu's medical skills were.
Since ancient times, there was no one who was not afraid of death. Having a doctor like Jiujiu was equivalent to having an extra life. Since ancient times, there was no emperor who was not afraid of death.
Otherwise, there would not be so many people who refined pills to seek longevity. If Jiujiu was exposed, he was afraid that the Emperor would imprison Jiujiu around him and use Jiujiu to serve him.
Moreover, although the Emperor was in his forties, because he took good care of himself, his body was exceptionally strong. If the Emperor saw Jiujiu's appearance, he would definitely have the idea of bringing Jiujiu into the inner palace.
Monarch. Monarch.
If the Emperor really wanted to take Jiujiu, he would not be able to refuse. Therefore, whether it was for Jiujiu or for himself, Lin Zeyu followed the Emperor's intention and sat down on the stool. He quietly reported the situation that day to the Emperor.
Although Lin Zeyu played it down, the Emperor could imagine how dangerous the situation that day was from those simple words.
Lin Zeyu's body took more than a month to recover. If it was someone with a weaker body, he would have died on the spot.
Moreover, the Emperor instantly thought of the moment that day.
Even someone like Lin Zeyu could not bear it, then what about him?
The Emperor was suspicious and naturally liked to imagine things. Now that he heard Lin Zeyu's description, he naturally began to think about it.
Moreover, if a person like Lin Zeyu was seriously injured by those people, then what would happen to him?
When he thought of the Crown Prince sending such people to assassinate him, the Emperor's heart was particularly uncomfortable.
A person like Lin Zeyu was seriously injured and had to recuperate for a month. If it was him, he was afraid that he would not be able to get up in this lifetime. The Crown Prince wanted him to die.
To put it more bluntly, the Crown Prince wanted to usurp the throne.
The Emperor's heart was completely cold. If he still had a little hope for the Crown Prince before, at this moment, the little flame of hope disappeared in an instant.
The Emperor's face was green and purple. After a while, it completely turned black. He looked at Lin Zeyu and said: "Beloved subject, you worked hard."
Seeing the Emperor's ugly face, Lin Zeyu quickly stood up and cupped his hands: "This subordinate did not work hard."
After Lin Zeyu finished speaking, he quickly handed the evidence he had been keeping to the Emperor, and then told him what he heard at that time.
Hearing Lin Zeyu's words, the Emperor's ugly face became more and more ugly. After a long sigh of relief, he took the information that Lin Zeyu handed over. He lowered his eyelids to hide all the emotions in his eyes: "Zhen knows. Beloved subject, you worked hard. This matter …"
The Emperor's voice trailed off.
Lin Zeyu was exceptionally perceptive and replied: "This subordinate will definitely keep his mouth shut."
The Emperor looked at Lin Zeyu meaningfully, then picked up a porcelain bottle from the table beside him and handed it to Lin Zeyu: "This is the antidote this time."
The Emperor did not care whether Lin Zeyu's words were sincere or not. As long as Lin Zeyu's body was poisoned, he would not dare to rebel. Otherwise, only death would await him.
However, even if there was an antidote, the Emperor was still a little worried. He called his trusted imperial physician over to take Lin Zeyu's pulse.
If Lin Zeyu's pulse was weak, it meant that Lin Zeyu's current complexion was just a pretense to numb the Crown Prince. If he was really weak, everything would be fine.
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