After rebirth, the scumbag prince only wants to pamper his wife every day

As soon as he entered the room, he immediately smiled ingratiatingly and spoke slowly and gently: "Royal brother, Royal sister-in-law, why are you here? Why didn't you inform me earlier? You and Royal sister-in-law have been waiting for so long. Ahem, ahem..."

He said this as if complaining.

As he spoke, he deliberately coughed several times. The uncontrollable coughing was accompanied by a heart-wrenching struggle.

The veins on his neck were bulging, and his face was ferocious and aggrieved.

Everyone saluted quickly.

Princess Rong listened and stepped back with disgust, not caring about her manners at all, and almost leaned her entire body on the chair.

He Chengjue came back to his senses upon hearing the voice, a hint of worry showing between his brows.

He hurried forward, helped support He Qingchen's body, and slowly helped him to sit down.

Then he sat back in his seat and said softly, "I came to see you. You were fine that day when you went to court to discuss matters, but how come you were injured when you returned home?

When the queen mother heard the news, she was so anxious that she couldn't eat or sleep.

I wanted to leave the palace to see you, but the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching and my mother is busy in the palace. The timing is not right now, so I can only give your sister-in-law some instructions and let Nanny Chen go."

He Qingchen pursed his lips, as if he had just discovered Nanny Chen.

"Is Nanny Chen here too?"

Nanny Chen was suddenly called and nodded quickly.

He Qingchen's eyes were misty, and he seemed very happy: "If I can be so cared for by my royal brother and mother after being injured or sick once, I will be happy even if I get injured or hurt a few more times."

There is some invisible grievance and relief hidden in the words.

He Chengjue was silent.

A moment.

He spat at He Qingchen disapprovingly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you are the biological son of our mother and our brother, how can we not love and protect you?

You just think too much and are too concerned.

Please tell me in detail, where are you injured?

Have you asked the imperial physician to take a look?

Just now, I saw my sister-in-law in the backyard. Why wasn't she serving you? She was running around with Ye Feng and the others. What kind of talk is that?"

He Chengjue, with just a few words, actually tried to probe the inner story and sow discord between He Qingchen and Shen Guidi.

He Qingchen's heart sank, but there was no trace of gloom on his face.

He still looked well-behaved and sensible: "I wasn't hurt, I just accidentally got tricked by the servants and got poisoned.

In order to control the properties of the medicine, I accidentally hurt my hand.

Although I may not be able to help in the future, I don't feel any pain since my royal brother and mother care about me so much.

As for the princess, she is busy cleaning up the nails in the mansion for me.

Royal brother, you don't know that I have not been back to the capital for long. Although I don't take charge of much affairs, we are brothers after all. Many of the things I do also represent you, mother, and even our grandparents' family.

However, I was careless and didn’t realize that my house has long been a dilapidated sieve, and this sieve is leaking everywhere. "

He Qingchen was 'not in good spirits', but he still explained things to him with a smile.

The latter part of the sentence was almost entirely spoken in a breathy voice, which sounded soft and had a hint of coquettishness and flattery.

However, his smile was bitter and astringent, and full of helplessness.

He Chengjue paused, then took the initiative to reflect and said, “It’s my brother’s fault.

You have been away for so many years that you no longer know the current situation in the capital.

When the emperor gave you this mansion, my brother should have put more thought into it and carefully screened the people in it for you."

"It's not your brother's fault. I just didn't pay attention to this. I haven't thought about clearing out the trouble in the palace over the years, which is why it has become like this. Let's check it out in a few days. Then, I will definitely clear it out."

He Qingchen made a promise to He Chengjue very seriously.

He Chengjue's face was solemn and cold.

Hearing him say that, I felt a little anxious, but I couldn't show it on my face.

He could only change the subject stiffly, looked at He Qingchen seriously, and asked tentatively: "That's good, we need to screen it carefully. How is the investigation going now? Is there any clue?"

In fact, this is what He Chengjue cares about most.

What he feared most was whether they had caught the person.

Will it be found out that it is related to him?

Is Nanny An still here?

Did she give herself away?

He Qingchen shook his head tiredly: "There is not much clue yet, but we can be sure that it should be related to the palace, and the most direct relationship is the wet nurse who follows me, and the concubine named Wanniang given by my mother."

"Nanny?" He Chengjue's heart trembled, and he murmured softly.

A moment.

As if she had thought of who that nanny was, she asked suspiciously, "The nanny you're talking about is the one you brought out from the palace to take care of the palace for you? Her surname seems to be An, right?"

When He Qingchen heard this, his expression froze for a moment, and then he slowly revealed a bitter smile.

Seeing this, what else doesn't He Chengjue understand?

He frowned and asked in disbelief, "How could it be her? I've heard from my mother before that Nanny An has a clean background and no one is left at home. She has never left the palace to get married in all these years and loves you the most. Why would she betray you?"

"I don't know either."

He Qingchen was in a low mood, and in his excitement, he started coughing again.

Zhou Hui, who was waiting beside him, patted his back to calm him down. Ye Feng quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhou Hui's free hand: "Your Highness, don't get excited. Drink some tea and calm down."

He said, pressing the cup to his lips.

He Qingchen gave him an approving smile, then lowered his eyes and started drinking from the cup Zhou Hui was holding.

The three of them moved in unison, looking like they were very familiar with the job.

He Chengjue twitched his lips.

I have a feeling they are all exaggerating.

Who is He Qingchen?

He is a general in the southern border and has suffered many injuries. How could his injury be so serious?

He Qingchen looked at He Chengjue calmly on the edge of the cup, and after finishing the tea, he said weakly: "I'm sorry, my emperor. I haven't slept for several days, and after taking Chinese medicine, I fell seriously ill. I really can't hold on any longer."

He intentionally led He Chengjue to ask further questions.

Fortunately, He Chengjue is a good match.

After hearing what He Qingchen said, he was surprised: "Are you still sick?"

"How could he not be sick? He was poisoned by such a strong drug, and was injured and bleeding all over the floor. In the end, he had sex with... for two whole days and nights. Even a body of iron couldn't stand it. Besides, our prince has only been assassinated since returning from Gongzhou for a few days, and his body hasn't recovered yet."

Ye Feng seemed to have a strong complaint, and without waiting for He Qingchen to respond, he said it out loud.

He Qingchen looked very bad.

He shouted unhappily: "Ye Feng!"

Zhou Hui pulled Ye Feng's arm and said softly, "Stop complaining. It's the best thing that our prince is fine."