Hey, you are reborn too?

The warm jade is fluorescent and sparkles brightly under the reflection of sunlight. It is the Tianhong Jue.

Xie Yongwei rubbed it silently with her fingers. It was a hot summer day and her body temperature was high, so she could not feel the warmth from Tian Hongjue.

His fingers were unwilling to give in and tightly grasped the jade beads.

That jade pendant seemed to be able to understand people's thoughts.

In winter, it can emit warmth and warm the palms of your hands. In summer, it will emit a little cool light, making the person holding it feel more comfortable.

Xie Yongwei closed her eyes, clenched her hands for a moment, and then slowly released them.

She opened her eyes, and her vision was clear.

Ten days later.

Zhenyuan General’s Mansion.

A carriage slowly stopped, and the maid beside it closed the curtain. Xie Yongwei put down the Tianhong Jue in her hand and walked out.

But at the door, there was only my mother's figure.

Xie Yongwei was puzzled, but didn't say anything. Perhaps her father was delayed by other things.

Her mother did not come out to answer her, but just stood at the Guangliang gate, on the steps, looking at her and smiling.

Xie Yongwei went over to greet him: "Mother, why isn't father here?"

The father she was referring to was currently in the court, with his head down and remaining silent.

Xie Shi'an has always been loyal to His Majesty, but the decision His Majesty made this time made him worried and even wanted to rebel.

To be honest, this is indeed rare in the world.

Your Majesty actually decided to use military force against the Medical Valley just because the princess was driven out of the Valley.

This decision is really stupid no matter how you look at it.

A minister shouted urgently: "Your Majesty, this is not possible! If you damage the relationship with the Medical Immortal Valley just for the princess, it is really not worth it!"

Of course, there were also voices of defense and support: "Your Majesty is wise!"

At the same time, there are also silent people like Xie Shian.

They wore court robes of different ranks, bowed their heads slightly so that the superiors could not see the expressions on their faces, clasped their hands in front of their chests, and prostrated themselves.

They are like a group of dead trees without any opinions and life.

But they are not like fence-sitters who lean to either side at any time. It is precisely because they do not lean to either side that others consciously ignore them and even turn a blind eye to them.

Finally, on the high seat, the man in the dragon robe with gray hair on his temples pinched his brows.

He raised his finger and pointed at Xie Shian: "Xie Aiqing, what do you think?"

Xie Shian cupped his hands and bowed again: "Your Majesty, what you said makes sense, but there is no precedent for this matter. I think we need to think about it carefully."

The man in the dragon robe narrowed his eyebrows and eyes, revealing the aura of an emperor: "Why do we need to take a long time to think about it? Since there is no precedent, then I will set this precedent!"

The ministers below the stairs felt the emperor's power, and hurriedly lifted their sleeves and fell straight down.

They knelt on the ground, shouting like a tidal wave: "Your Majesty is wise!"

Those who were originally against, those who supported, and those who were neutral were all indistinguishable at this moment, and they all knelt down together.

Inside the hall, besides the emperor, there were only two people still standing and not kneeling.

They were dressed in clothes suitable for princes, one in sky blue and the other in white.

They are Jiang Min and Jiang Yu respectively.

As they were both princes, they were naturally different from other ministers.

However, Jiang Yu was quite smart. He rolled his eyes and knelt down like the other ministers.

Jiang Min looked at them coldly, then lowered his eyes without kneeling.

The glazed tile roof of the palace in the distance.

A black figure was lying on the roof. He yawned with an indifferent expression.

This person is Jiang Mian.

Because he was still under house arrest, he was not qualified to attend court hearings. In fact, he was too lazy to go.

But today, an inexplicable premonition made him come here involuntarily, wanting to get first-hand information.

When he heard the news that the imperial court was going to use military force against Medical Immortal Valley, he realized that he had made the right decision to come this time.

But this reason is really absurd.

The emperor is really getting old and confused. He actually attacked the world's largest medical organization, the Valley of Medical Immortals, just for the queen's legitimate princess.

Jiang Mian slowly changed his posture, and lay leisurely on the roof, basking in the sun.

He has always been very good at holding his breath.

At this time, he was lying alone on the roof, and the guards patrolling back and forth below were almost completely unaware of him.

When Jiang Mian heard someone coming out of the Council Hall, he stood up to look.

It was indeed that group of ministers. At this moment, they lowered their heads and whispered to their companions, looking sneaky.

The emperor had left before them.

Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to discuss it in groups of two or three.

The early morning sunlight was a little dazzling, and Jiang Mian suddenly felt that many things in this life were indeed different from those in the previous life.

For example, at this time in his previous life, the emperor was not so stupid.

It could be said to be God's will that the emperor proposed to build a temporary palace and sent troops to attack the Medical Immortal Valley more than half a month before the impending flood in Chizhong.

The former is a waste of time and money.

The latter is not popular among the people.

After all, the Medical Immortal Valley is well-known for saving lives and healing the wounded, and the people of Dayuan respect and admire the Medical Immortal Valley.

This time, the emperor not only sent troops to attack the Medical Valley, but also specifically restricted the people of Dayuan from participating in the trials of the Medical Valley and prevented them from entering the Medical Valley to study medicine.

Following the wind, a minister's whisper drifted into Jiang Mian's ears: "Your Majesty, what exactly is the intention of this move? This is not conducive to..."

Before he could finish his words, another strong "hush" was interrupted.

Jiang Mian changed his angle to look and found that the expressions on the two people's faces kept changing. Finally, they looked at each other, sighed, and walked out of the palace hand in hand.

He had heard it all and decided not to stay on the roof any longer.

As the saying goes, one who stands high can see far. Jiang Mian saw from afar the emperor's sedan chair heading towards Tingyun Pavilion.

He raised his arms, stretched, tapped his toes, jumped a few times, and went to Tingyun Pavilion.

Sure enough, as soon as I arrived at the top of my mother's palace, I saw the emperor talking to my mother.

Due to the distance, Jiang Mian couldn't hear clearly. He only vaguely heard "Old Seven" and thought it was talking about himself.

The emperor was surrounded by many guards, so Jiang Mian did not approach rashly. He tapped the ground with his toes, and after a few light jumps, he returned to the palace where he lived.

After changing out of his disguise, Jiang Mian reached out to take the letter.

There were only four simple words on it: "The person has returned to Beijing."

Jiang Mian lowered his eyelids, hiding the hint of surprise in his eyes.

He tapped the table with his left index finger from time to time. He was back, that was good. Anyway, he had already found out the truth about that matter.

"Zeng Qing."

As Jiang Mian spoke, Zeng Qing, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, what do you want?"

"Send a letter."

Jiang Mian raised his wrist to write the last stroke, carefully put the letter into the envelope, and handed it to Zeng Qing beside him.

Zeng Qing took it and asked, "Your Highness, who is this letter for?"

The envelope looked ordinary. It was unlike the envelopes with various symbols on them that the Tianhong Sect usually used internally. It looked like just an ordinary envelope.

Jiang Mian glanced at it calmly: "Zhenyuan General's Mansion."

Zeng Qing stood up straight and bowed, "Do you want to send it to Miss Xie's yard?"

Jiang Mian said "hmm", and he paused, then instructed: "Remember to do it quickly and covertly, so that no one can notice."

Finally, he added: "But don't hide it too secretly. Let her see it. Understand?"

How could Zeng Qing not understand? He lowered his head and said, "Yes!"

He finally realized that the young master, who was usually high and mighty, able to make clouds and rain with a wave of his hand, and cold and ruthless, might have a chance to show off this time.

Zeng Qing went out with a smile: "I will definitely deliver the letter for you!"

Jiang Mian couldn't help but look up at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Zeng Qing's eyes were a little evasive, and the corners of his mouth didn't fall: "Nothing, it's just that every time something about Miss Xie, it makes the young master very happy!"

While speaking, Zeng Qing was also observing Jiang Mian's expression.

Jiang Mian waved his hand, and the corners of his mouth, which had been twisted into a straight line, slightly raised up: "Okay, don't think too much, and send the letter quickly."

Zeng Qing was even more shocked when he saw that Jiang Mian did not refute.

He put his heart into his sleeve and walked out of the palace in a daze. When did their young master become so easy to talk to?

Young Master, don’t you generally dislike others guessing what he is thinking and want to break off limbs for no reason?

Why is he so gentle when I talk to him today?

Jiang Mian didn't know that his momentary tolerance made Zeng Qing think so much.

He stood up and looked out the window. From this angle, he could just see the two trees planted in the yard, with birds chirping on them.

Jiang Mian closed his eyes, just about to enjoy this rare tranquility.

But the good things were disrupted by the arrival of "the empress".

He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was blood and gore in his eyes. He closed them, and then opened them again, and the hostility was relieved a little.

A sweet voice came from behind: "Mian'er, are you feeling better? Do you need to ask the imperial physician to come and take a look?"

Before Jiang Mian had time to refute, or before he had time to interrupt, Concubine Chen said to herself: "Mother, please ask the imperial physician to come and take a look."

She does this every time.

The first half of the sentence seems to be giving oneself a choice, but the second half is the final word, completely depriving oneself of the right to choose.

Jiang Mian was already used to it, and he tilted his head slightly: "Mother, I am not feeling well, so I will not greet you any more."

The smiling face that Concubine Chen put on froze, and she pretended to be generous and said, "It's okay. If you feel uncomfortable, just take a rest first."

Jiang Mian is very "obedient".

Hearing this, he really lay down on the bed.

It wasn't until Jiang Mian pulled the quilt up to his waist that Concubine Chen finally lost her patience: "You just lie in bed all day long, instead of going outside to bask in the sun? You'll really become jerky by then."

Jiang Mian was unmoved and simply said, "You still speak so..." vulgarly.

Concubine Chen glared at him and asked, "Is your health a hindrance or not?"