With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Chapter 2 The Prince is a Woman 2
Zhao Jincai trembled his beard. This is not his! But it is quite big.

Ah Qi frowned and casually threw another gold ingot down: "You dropped another one!"

This time, Zhao Jin saw her throw it with his own eyes. The action of throwing it was natural and graceful. Ah! How could one refuse this?

He seemed to understand a little bit.

I don't know what this prince is going to do, but he will just go with the flow. Thinking of this, Zhao Jincai smiled and said, "Thank you for your reminder, Prince."

He glanced at the two golden ingots lying on the ground and thought they were really pleasing. When he reported the matter to his master, he would definitely not let him hand them over, so they were indeed his gold ingots.

The Ning Wang Mansion is indeed rich.

There were footsteps outside the tent, and Zhao Jincai quickly picked up two gold ingots and stuffed them into his sleeve pocket. When people outside came in, they saw him feeling Ning Guangjun's pulse with a worried look on his face. Ning Guangjun's followers were all shocked when they saw this.

Why did Prince Ning fall ill at this time?
Are you going to rebel again tonight?
If Prince Ning doesn't wake up, it will be disastrous.

Looking at Ning Guangjun lying there unconscious, everyone was wondering in their hearts, could it be that Prince Ning really didn't have the fate to be an emperor?

"Doctor Zhao, how is King Ning?"

"When will Prince Ning wake up?"

"Doctor Zhao, do you have any way to wake King Ning up?"

Faced with a barrage of questions from everyone, Zhao Jincai handled it with ease.

Knowing that King Ning would not be able to wake up for a while, everyone was disappointed. At this time, they suddenly found A-Qi next to them. Before they could speak, A-Qi spoke first.

"I'm afraid my father won't wake up for a while, so everyone should go back and rest. If there is anything, we should wait until my father wakes up."

Everyone sighed in their hearts, and this was all they could do.

The Crown Prince does not have the demeanor of Prince Ning. He is usually a taciturn person and listens to Prince Ning in everything. They expect him to lead them according to the original plan, but they think that is too long a life and is seeking death.

"I'd like to trouble Doctor Zhao to stay here tonight. After all, my father's condition is somewhat critical and I'm afraid something might happen." After everyone left, Asui said to Zhao Jincai.

Zhao Jincai couldn't refuse, thinking that the prince wanted to inform Ning Wang's followers that Ning Wang was seriously ill. But he didn't know what his purpose was. Did he want to stop Ning Wang from rebelling, or did he want to replace him? If he wanted to replace him, why didn't he take this opportunity to lead his people to rebel? Was he afraid that he couldn't suppress those people, so he wanted to plan slowly?

He was left here, and now with Prince Ning by his side, he had no chance to go over and report the news to his master. There shouldn't be any big problems, as his master had already arranged everything. If there was no movement here, there would be no danger to his master, and even if there was, it would not come from Prince Ning's mansion.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jin felt at ease staying in Prince Ning's tent.

Late at night, there was only a dim light in the tent of Beixia Emperor Ye Ji, and the huge tent was silent.

If someone walked in, they would see several figures standing in the tent, surrounding the person at the top. They looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, as if they were waiting for something.

The light from the side illuminated half of Ye Ji's face, while the other half was completely hidden in the darkness. Even so, the half that could be seen clearly was so beautiful that it was shocking, but no one dared to look up.

There was only the faint sound of breathing in the tent. No one spoke, and there was almost no movement, as if everyone was frozen in place.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Ye Ji looked outside: "They said it was the beginning of the Chou hour? Ji Yun, what time is it now?" "Your Majesty, it will soon be the Yin hour." Ji Yun was Ye Ji's personal bodyguard and the chief of the guards. He was also a little puzzled. The news must be correct. They were indeed planning to rebel at the Chou hour. "Perhaps King Ning was too cunning and changed the time."

Ye Ji's face was expressionless. He tapped his fingers lightly on his legs and said coldly, "Then wait. I'll see how cunning he can be."

After that, silence returned to the tent again.

As time passed, Ji Yun, a top-notch fighter, felt his legs go numb, wondering why King Ning hadn't taken any action yet. They couldn't send anyone to investigate, fearing that the other party would be alerted, and then they would not be able to achieve His Majesty's goal.

"What time is it?" Ye Ji asked while holding the teacup. The tea in it was naturally cold, but it was summer now, so it didn't matter whether the tea was cold or not.

Ji Yun replied: "Your Majesty, it is just the hour of Mao."

Ye Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, his handsome face gloomy: "The sun will come out soon, do you think Ning Laogou will really come?"

Ji Yun didn't dare to say a word for a moment, and the others also held their breath.

Your Majesty, who has always been so well-planned, has actually waited here for a whole night in vain. This is the first time he has suffered such a loss. Who dares to speak loudly at this time?

Seeing that the atmosphere in the tent was becoming increasingly tense, Ji Yun whispered, "How about sending someone to investigate?"

It was already daybreak by this time, and King Ning probably gave up his plan.

Suddenly there was a sound of something shattering. It turned out that Ye Ji lost control of his strength and crushed the teacup. The tea dripped down his hand onto the ground.

This frightened the chief steward Hou Rongfa, and he hurriedly went over to take the fragments, carefully wiped Ye Ji's palm, and checked whether his palm was scratched.

"Your Majesty, why do you have to get angry? It's just a small Prince Ning. There are many opportunities to deal with him." Hou Rongfa advised, "Given Prince Ning's ambition, he will never give up easily. I'm afraid there was something unexpected last night."

"Your Majesty, why don't you take a break?"

Ye Ji's expression was not very good: "Wait a little longer, in case there is any change."

Prince Ning was planning to make a big move, and he just seized this rare opportunity to wipe them out completely.

He was ready for this, just waiting for King Ning to come and kill him. He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't kill him. If he didn't come, wouldn't he have wasted the whole night? Just thinking about it would make him mad.

The sky brightened and it was a sunny day.

Everyone in the tent was silent, holding their breath. They could sense that the young emperor at the top was in a bad mood. They had been preparing all night, but in the end Prince Ning didn't come. You can imagine how uncomfortable it felt to hit cotton with a punch.

"Your Majesty, there is news from Prince Ning's Mansion."

Ye Ji opened his eyelids and finally came to life, but his eyes were cold, as if they were about to explode at any time. Could it be that King Ning noticed something was wrong and arranged for people to come over so smugly early in the morning?

"Speak." Ye Ji uttered a cold word from his thin lips.

"Your Majesty, Prince Ning suddenly fell ill last night and has been in a coma ever since. Prince Ning's son and Doctor Zhao stayed on guard in the tent all night. All we can say now is that his life is not in danger." The guard who reported the news felt the cold air from above and his whole body tensed up.

(End of this chapter)