The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

The only people who entered Duke Ying's bedroom were Emperor Rong An and the old doctor. Even Duke Ying's children and younger brother were outside the door.

When King Wei saw Jiang Zhiyue's sad expression, he kept wondering what the Duke of England's current condition was.

He looked at the door of the British public dormitory, wishing he could see through it and see what was going on inside.

Even though the King of Wei thought so in his heart, he still looked worried.

Jiang Zhiyue lowered his head slightly, looking a little sad.

In fact, she was quietly observing the people who came with Emperor Rong An to visit the Duke of England.

If she guessed correctly, her second uncle had already immersed himself in the drama and had deceived both Master Yan and Duke Lu.

Otherwise, the two of them wouldn't have looked so worried.

Jiang Zhiyue retracted his gaze and pretended to be heartbroken.

Jiang Tiyu walked up to Jiang Zhiyue and patted him gently, with a unhappy look on his face.

The King of Wei saw the actions of the brother and sister, and he was very sure that the Duke of Ying was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

He had already started thinking about how to meet his uncle after leaving the Duke of England's Mansion.

This is a God-given opportunity.

Who could have known that something like this would happen? It's so... unfortunate.

The King of Wei tried his best to hide his excitement and lowered his head secretly.

King Xuan was really worried about the situation of the Duke of Ying.

Jiang Lingyun was currently accompanying the old lady in Chunhui Hall.

After all, Yinggong is Jiang Lingyun's biological father, so Jiang Tiyu naturally has to tell Jiang Lingyun about this matter.

Before King Xuan went to court, Jiang Lingyun had already arrived at the Duke of Yingguo's mansion.

There was not much movement in the house, and the people waiting outside had different thoughts.

Master Yan frowned slightly and walked towards Jiang Zhiyue and his sister: "Tiyu, Achan, what is the situation of your father?"

Master Yan is the nephew of Old Lady Yan and also the uncle of the siblings.

When Jiang Zhiyue heard Master Yan's question, tears immediately filled her eyelashes. Just as she was about to speak, her tears came out faster than her voice.

When Master Yan saw this, his heart sank immediately.

Looking at the little girl's expression, Master Yan looked at Jiang Tiyu again: "Tiyu."

Jiang Tiyu suppressed her grief and whispered, "Last night, the assassin was too cruel. Dad was stabbed by two swords. One of them was close... and the sword was poisoned."

Jiang Tiyu's words were intermittent, and the expressions of Master Yan and Duke Lu were extremely ugly.

The King of Wei, who had been standing at the end, also vaguely heard Jiang Tiyu's words.

He pinched his palms hard, trying to hide his emotions.

Duke Lu looked at Duke Ying's bedroom door with a worried look on his face and asked in a low voice, "Does the old doctor have any solution?"

Jiang Zhiyue shook his head.

Jiang Tiyu whispered: "I don't know..."

Jiang Zhiyue even began to sob softly at this moment.

The medicine in the yard was cooked, and no one knew who had opened the lid, but the smell of the medicine immediately filled the entire yard.

As time went by, everyone's hearts grew quieter.

Duke Lu looked at the door silently, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Master Jiang stepped forward and patted Jiang Zhiyue on the shoulder to comfort him.

Jiang Zhiyue tried her best to control her emotions. She wiped her tears quickly and knelt down to Taifu Yan and Duke Lu: "Achan lost her composure. Please forgive me, elders."

Master Yan looked reluctant, "It's understandable, Ah Chan, don't take it to heart."

Duke Lu also nodded and said, "Don't worry too much. The imperial physician is here too. With more people, we can have more solutions."

Jiang Zhiyue nodded with tears in her eyes and replied softly, "Yes."

King Wei's eyes also fell on the imperial physician who accompanied him.

Yes, there is also the imperial physician.

King Wei's eyes darkened slightly. At this moment, he did not suspect that the injuries of the British palace were fake.

Instead, I was worried whether the old doctor and the imperial physician could cure the British palace together...

The King of Wei felt very anxious, unable to decide whether to move up or down.

Everyone waited outside the door for about half an hour.

Emperor Rong An finally came out.

As soon as they saw Emperor Rong An coming out, everyone came forward.

Emperor Rong'an waved his hand and motioned the imperial physician to come forward and enter.

Jiang Zhiyue observed Emperor Rong'an's expression calmly, but couldn't tell anything for a moment.

She quietly lowered her head and looked sad.

"His Majesty……"

Taifu Yan called out, but Emperor Rong'an didn't say anything.

He just looked at the silent Jiang family members and said in a deep voice: "I have approved you to take a rest these few days. Please stay with me in the mansion more."

Mr. Jiang glanced in the direction of the British public dormitory with sad eyes.

He turned to Emperor Rong'an and knelt down, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration."

Duke Lu and Grand Tutor Yan truly had mixed feelings.

If Emperor Rong An's words still made people somewhat suspicious, then Mr. Jiang's appearance was completely bad news.

The British prince...I'm afraid he won't be able to survive this.

After Emperor Rong An finished speaking, he coughed heavily.

King Xuan of Haixian and King Wei hurried forward to support Emperor Rong'an.

Emperor Rong An waved them away and looked at Jiang Zhiyue instead: "Yihua, will you blame me?"

Jiang Zhiyue knelt down and said, "I have never had such a thought."

Emperor Rong An stared at Jiang Zhiyue for a long time, and finally sighed, "Forget it, just accompany your father well."

"He...feels most guilty towards you."

Jiang Zhiyue didn't expect to hear such words from Emperor Rong'an. She was stunned for a moment and even forgot to express her gratitude and salute.

It was only after Jiang Tiyu patted Jiang Zhiyue lightly that Jiang Zhiyue leaned forward and bowed.

Emperor Rong An did not stay long and left directly.

Because he had just coughed a few times, King Xuan was a little worried about Emperor Rong'an's health and wanted to go with him.

Who knew that Emperor Rong An would directly stop Prince Xuan and ask: "Is Princess Xuan at home now?"

King Xuan nodded: "Yes."

"You and Princess Xuan should also fulfill your duties as children. You don't have to worry about me at this time."

After hearing what Emperor Rong'an said, King Xuan's face was not very good, but he still responded silently.

Emperor Rong An added: "When the time comes, let Ah Si come over to see his grandfather, don't... don't leave any regrets."

Emperor Rong'an's words were equivalent to telling King Xuan that the Duke of Ying might not live long.

King Xuan looked at Emperor Rong'an in shock, but Emperor Rong'an left without even looking back.

The King of Wei lowered his head and followed closely behind, feeling extremely delighted with what Emperor Rong'an had just said!

Doesn't what my father said mean that the Duke of England will be gone soon?

Otherwise, why would we talk about regrets?

The King of Wei was very patient and never showed it on his face. He even seemed more sad than King Xuan.

Before Emperor Rong An got on the dragon chariot, he glanced at King Wei and said, "Boss."

"My son is here."

The King of Wei responded quickly, but he realized that his voice seemed a little too anxious, so he lowered his head again.

Emperor Rong An looked at him deeply and said, "From today on, you will be in charge of the Nine Cities Military Department."

"I hope you won't let me down."

The King of Wei lifted his robe and knelt down, "Your son obeys your order!"