After I died, the sickly prince turned black

It was already late in the Hou's Mansion, You Ziqing was helped out of the carriage by Jiu'er with a dignified expression, and was about to enter the door when he saw You Zimo coming on horseback, so he simply stopped and waited.

"San'er, are you back?" You Zimo got off his horse, threw the reins to the porter, ran up to You Ziqing in two steps and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's much better." You Ziqing asked, "Second brother just came back from the military camp?"

"Yeah, these days of barracks drills, seeing Tian'er running back and forth, I'm exhausted." You Zimo paused and asked, "What's the matter with your throat?"

"It's just Xiaofenghan." You Ziqing said: "I have something to discuss with my father, let's go in first and talk about it later."

You Zimo nodded, and walked in while scolding: "You said you are so stupid, you can just pretend, but you really shoot, and your hands are so heavy."

But when I mentioned this, I thought of another thing, and I couldn't help but get complicated: "That day, King Ning's face changed when he saw you fainted, and he actually said that he wanted to propose a marriage in order to rob someone. It seems that he is more sincere than the sixth prince. , you now..."

"Second Brother, I came back today for His Highness's business." You Ziqing's tone was a little anxious, and after speaking, he found You Zimo was squinting at him, so he turned his eyes away uncomfortably.

"Ouch, you're blushing." You Zimo seemed to have discovered something strange: "There's something wrong with you, can't you really fall in love with King Ning Rijiu?"

You Zimo's love for a long time is clearly an adjective, but when he heard it in You Ziqing's ears, it turned into a verb inexplicably, and his blushing face became even redder.

"Hey, second brother, I'm really in a hurry, let's go to my father as soon as possible!"

Seeing this reaction, You Zimo still didn't understand.

The third son of their family, just pulled out of a hole, and fell into another hole!

It's going to rain, my brother wants to get married, I can't control this matter, but...

Thinking of Zhao Zhen's identity, You Zimo still couldn't help worrying about his stupid brother.

Sighing silently in his heart, You Zimo said: "Father should be in the study right now, let's go directly."

At this time, You Yuanjiao was indeed in the study, not only You Yuanjiao, but also You Zitang.

As soon as You Ziqing entered the door, two pairs of eyes looked at him.

"Ziqing is back?" You Zitang asked concerned, "How is your body?"

"It's all right." You Ziqing replied, took out the medicine bottle and put it on the desk.

All three were stunned.

You Yuanjiao said: "This is?"

"This is the medicine that His Highness has been taking since he fell off a horse and was injured years ago. I came back today for this." You Ziqing said bluntly, "Your Highness...is very bad lately."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were shocked again.

"What do you mean, someone poisoned King Ning?" You Zimo stepped forward to pick up the medicine bottle, uncorked the bottle and smelled it, but found nothing.

"I've already asked Dr. Cui in Huichun Hall. There is nothing wrong with the medicine. It has the effect of calming the nerves and relieving pain, but if taken for a long time, it will damage the brain and cause people to go crazy. It is no different from a chronic poison."

You Ziqing looked at You Yuanjiao: "Father, I want someone to check the records of His Highness's medical visits and the doctor Chen."

"Okay, Dad will arrange for someone to investigate this matter." You Yuanjiao immediately took over the matter, but looked at You Ziqing: "What's wrong with your throat?"

"Second Brother just asked." You Ziqing smiled and said, "It's just a little cold, it's not a problem, by the way, the eldest sister's marriage..."

"The sixth prince should have mentioned it to the emperor in private. Today, the emperor specially called Wei's father to go to the imperial study to make a sideshow, but I refused. I only said that your eldest sister has already taken a fancy to a family. The emperor didn't say anything." , I don’t even think about it, but I just mentioned it casually.”

You Yuanjiao waved his hand: "Father knows this well, so don't worry about it, go back and rest."

"Yes." You Ziqing saluted: "Then the son will step down first."

You Ziqing came out from the study, but You Zitang and You Zimo stayed behind.

You Ziqing always felt that they were hiding something from her, so after returning to Zhuoxuan Residence, she asked Jiu'er to inquire about it.

"It seems to be about the suppression of the bandits in Quzhou. The second young master has been preparing for the suppression of the bandits for the past few days, so he should leave in these two days."

After Jiu'er finished speaking, he saw You Ziqing stroking his chin and distracted. He didn't know if he was listening or not, so he sighed and said, "Master, are you thinking about King Ning again?"

You Ziqing nodded and shook his head.

He was indeed thinking about Zhao Zhen, but not quite.

He suddenly thought of Abbot Huishan's saying that a heart disease needs a heart medicine doctor, and a bell tie needs to be untied.Perhaps, this bandit suppression is a good opportunity.

There was such a thing in the previous life, but Zhao Zhen was in charge of this at that time, and he designed a series of tricks, which almost made Zhao Zhen never return.

He placed people in the bandit suppression team and cooperated with the bandit leader inside and outside. Although Zhao Zhen returned to the capital without any danger, he was hanged by the emperor because of the failure of the mission.

And Zhao Ji took the opportunity to recommend himself. This time, because he had already grasped the information of the gangsters, and he teamed up with Zhao Zhen in the front, and turned back to kill the opponent by surprise. In the end, he won a big victory and made a great contribution.

Thinking of this, You Ziqing couldn't help but feel sad, he cheated Zhao Zhen too much, who would have thought that such a scam could make Zhao Zhen think like that...

Sighing, You Ziqing looked at Jiu'er: "I'm a little tired, you go out."

"Yes." Jiu'er went out with a worried face.

However, You Ziqing was lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and finally fell asleep, only to wake up from a nightmare in the middle of the night.

After sitting in shock for a while, You Ziqing turned around and shouted, "Jiu'er!"

Jiu'er didn't call out, but called out An Qi instead.

"Young Master." An Qi cupped her fists.

You Ziqing looked at An Qi silently: "Why are you here?"

"Your Highness ordered that all the manpower in the palace should be used by the young master." An Qi said.

"Heh, he wants me to take revenge alone. Why is he slacking off?"

You Ziqing thought of that nightmare again, and suddenly felt uneasy: "Take me back to the palace, I want to see Your Highness."

"This……"

You Ziqing raised his eyebrows: "Didn't he say that all the manpower in the palace is for my use, so I can't use it?"

An Qi hurriedly said: "Subordinates dare not."

"Then stop talking nonsense." You Ziqing got up and dressed, his hair was casually tied behind his head with a headband, and he followed An Qi out of the house.

Back at Prince Ning's Mansion, You Ziqing was still stopped by the guards when he walked to the side hall.

You Ziqing glanced at An Qi, An Qi nodded to the guard, who hesitated to let him go.

When You Ziqing pushed open the palace door and walked in, Zhao Zhen was waking up from his dream in sweat, and was startled when he saw You Ziqing suddenly appearing.

"Aren't you leaving, what are you doing back here?" It was rare that Zhao Zhen woke up from a nightmare and his mind was still clear.

Just looking at You Ziqing with sad and fearful eyes made You Ziqing's heart ache.

Without hesitation, he walked forward and hugged Zhao Zhen's head in his arms.

It took a long time to let go, You Ziqing sat down by the bed, touched Zhao Zhen's sweaty face: "I miss Your Highness, this time it's true, there is no perfunctory."

As soon as the words fell, You Ziqing saw the bloody wound on Zhao Zhen's wrist and the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed Zhao Zhen's hand.

"Your Highness..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled into his arms by Zhao Zhen, bowed his head and kissed him fiercely, like a drowning person holding the only driftwood, desperately sucking in fresh air.

"Ziqing, Ziqing..."