After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

The palace doctor wrote a prescription and, in accordance with the palace's custom, handed it to Steward Jia, who then arranged for someone to get the medicine.

Manager Jia looked at the prescription in his hand, incredulous: "Why did he prescribe such a prescription? Isn't he a liar?"

"Old Sun, what's going on?"

He asked the court doctor.

The court doctor kept his mouth shut and said, "You should ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I'm just a doctor." Then he walked away with his medicine box.

There are some things that you cannot get involved in, and you cannot afford to get involved in them.

This is probably why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is willing to keep him in his mansion.

The more Manager Jia thought about it, the more he felt that the situation was beyond his control. The boy was almost crushed to death by him outside the mansion, but now he had entered the prince's study and was being treated well by the prince.

I'm finished!

Manager Jia felt that something was wrong, so he hurried to the kitchen and found Nanny Fang who was taking orders.

"Sister!"

He entered the room, grabbed Nanny Fang's wrist and dragged her out of the kitchen.

Nanny Fang was so angry that she beat him and cursed him, "Let go! You unruly man, you are so unruly today!"

"Sis, be gentle! It's on sale!"

After being beaten, Manager Jia took the man to a rockery. He looked around and made sure that there was no one around before he finally let go of Nanny Fang's hand.

Nanny Fang raised her hand and slapped her in the face.

Manager Jia held her arm pleadingly, "Sister, I need your help urgently! Can you beat me up after I finish talking? I will bear the blame for you!"

Seeing that Steward Jia really had something to ask for, Nanny Fang pulled her hand back coldly: "If you do it again, I won't let you off! Speak!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Steward Jia is the steward who has the final say in the mansion, but compared with Nanny Fang, who raised the prince with wet nurses, he still doesn't dare to claim to be more senior.

He said with horror on his face, "My dear sister, something terrible has happened!"

Nanny Fang covered her chest and said, "Did something happen to His Highness?"

Manager Jia quickly shook his head: "No, Your Highness, Your Highness is fine."

You can't curse His Highness, you absolutely can't!

Nanny Fang guessed: "Prince? No way, I just came from the Prince's courtyard. The Prince was studying there. He looked just like Your Highness when he was young."

When talking about the Prince, Nanny Fang's eyes were filled with joy, as if she was talking about her own grandson.

Manager Jia scratched his head: "Where should I start?"

He turned in a circle.

Seeing his anxious look, Nanny Fang said with disdain, "Are you a donkey? Pulling the millstone!"

Manager Jia gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and said, "Today, His Royal Highness Prince Ming returned to the Imperial City and brought back a young man who claimed to be the blood of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Nanny Fang asked suspiciously, "Your Highness Prince Ming? He——"

As soon as Manager Jia saw Nanny Fang's expression, he knew that she was thinking in the wrong direction: "No, no, no, Your Highness Prince Ming was also deceived by that kid. After I exposed that kid in public, Your Highness Prince Ming asked me to punish him severely, which is... to execute him."

Nanny Fang asked, "You executed him?"

Manager Jia sighed and said, "That's the problem. If he really died, everything would be over. I wouldn't give him the chance to seduce the prince, and my life would be saved. But the prince came back at this time! I suspect this guy has calculated the time when the prince will come back!"

That being said, the boy was brought back by King Ming, and Manager Jia understood that the prince's meeting with the boy was just a coincidence.

It was as if God had arranged for the prince to save him.

This is too fucking weird.

"The King of Ming asked me to execute him. I had the knife on his neck, but the prince saved him and brought him back to his study. He asked the court doctor to treat him."

He pointed at the prescription in his hand and said, "Look at this prescription, it's hot! But King Ming saw that the crown prince was protecting that kid, so he immediately gave up and refused to admit that he was the one who ordered the kid's execution. Now it's all my fault! Sister, tell me if I was wronged or not? Not wronged or not!"

Nanny Fang didn't think about whether he was wronged or not, but was wondering whether that person was the prince's flesh and blood.

More sons means more blessings. It is a good thing for the prince to have more sons, after all, there is the throne to inherit.

But the prerequisite is that they must be close relatives, and the common people outside cannot be allowed to confuse the royal bloodline.

Nanny Fang had an idea in mind, and said to Manager Jia calmly, "Okay, don't worry, I'll go take a look."

Manager Jia begged, "Sister, please say a few good words for me. My loyalty to His Highness is evident to all, even if the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and water drips through the stone..."

Nanny Fang glared at him: "What a mess!"

She left the rockery and went to the prince's courtyard.

Steward Jia straightened up, looked at her leaving back, and sneered: "The wet nurse is so great, do you really think of yourself as your own mother? Your Highness's own mother lives in the palace, Empress Chen!"

Nanny Fang had just walked halfway when she unexpectedly met a mother and son. They were Dou Qingyi and Prince Jian, who had just met the Crown Prince not long ago.

Dou Qingyi wore a veil and her clothes were luxurious but not gaudy. She had a kind of ethereal air and the charm accumulated over the years. It was obvious that she was an absolute celestial beauty when she was young.

No wonder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince fell in love with her at first sight.

"lady."

Nanny Fang bowed respectfully.

As the biological mother of Prince Jian, Dou Qingyi would most likely be the mother of the country when the crown prince ascended the throne, so Nanny Fang would not dare to be disrespectful.

Dou Qingyi said in a gentle voice: "Madam Fang, I heard that there are guests in the mansion."

Nanny Fang bowed slightly and said, "It's His Royal Highness Prince Ming who has returned."

Dou Qingyi's voice was gentle and sweet: "Only him? Why did I hear that he brought back a child for His Highness?"

It turned out that news could not be kept secret in the mansion, let alone such big news.

Nanny Fang hesitated: "This...I don't know."

Dou Qingyi smiled and said, "Come with me to have a look. It would be great if Jian'er could have another brother to assist his brother."

Yes, Prince Jian was the first grandson of the emperor to be recognized, and was given the name Qi by His Majesty, which means Qilin.

No matter how many sons His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has, Prince Jian is the most supreme bloodline.

What's more, he is about to marry the daughter of Qianji Pavilion, the girl of destiny who was born for the sake of fate.

The two are destined to become the emperor and empress of Daliang for thousands of years.

Nanny Fang suddenly came to her senses.

A prince can have many children, but there can only be one future emperor.

She needs to choose between Prince Jian and a "son" of unknown origin, not to mention that the son may not be real.

Nanny Fang took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Dou Qingyi: "Madam, please rest assured. I will do my best to be loyal to Your Highness and the Prince, and put them first in everything. In my heart, only Your Highness and the Prince are my masters."

study.

The medicine was ready and had been tested for poison. It was now sitting on a stool next to Lu Yuan, steaming.

Lu Zhaoyan flipped open a memorial and said, "When you wake up, take the medicine yourself."

Lu Yuan opened his eyes and sat up: "Why did I fall asleep?"

Lu Zhaoyan put down the memorial and opened the second one: "Well performed, keep going."

Lu Yuan: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Lu Zhaoyan: "I don't need a son, I don't need it, I don't want it, I won't accept it."

The corner of Lu Yuan's mouth twitched.

So heartless.

Lu Zhaoyan had regained his usual calmness and asked calmly, "How did you get those injuries?"

Lu Yuan turned his face and snorted coldly: "You don't want me, why do you care about me."

Lu Zhaoyan, this kid is still angry?

Didn’t Lu Zhaoyan ask your mother?

Women shouldn't be blamed for this kind of thing.

"Where's your father? Does he know that you are being bullied?"

Lu Yuan said calmly, "It was him who did it. He was fickle. After having my mother, he found another lover and gave birth to my brother. My brother is not as good as me in everything and is extremely jealous of me. When the teacher praised my beautiful handwriting, he had my hand broken. Every time he praised, my hand was broken. When someone brought me medicine, he forced me to kneel in the snow until I caught a cold."

The part about the injury was all true, so there was no trace of him lying at all.

Lu Zhaoyan retracted his gaze, frowned and asked, "Are you his biological child?"

Lu Yuan said unhappily, "So what if it is? So what if it isn't? You don't want me."

Lu Zhaoyan hesitated and glanced at the medicine bowl: "Drink the medicine first."

"I won't drink it. Even if I get better, I'll just go back and be bullied by my younger brother. I'd better die outside."

After Lu Yuan finished speaking angrily, he slumped back into the rattan chair, looking completely disfigured.

What does it have to do with him returning to the capital after he embarrassed himself in the southwest?

Anyway, no one in the southwest knows him.

Lu Zhaoyan sighed, "Drink the medicine first, I'll send someone to take you back and let your younger brother stop bullying you."

Lu Yuan turned his head: "Huh."

Lu Zhaoyan: "What do I want you to take the medicine?"

Just as Lu Yuan was about to speak, Lu Zhaoyan said sternly, "Except for me to recognize you as my son."

Lu Yuan: “Humph!”

Lu Zhaoyan: “…”