After saving the villain [Transmigration Book]

As soon as Tuoba Le left, there was no news. Ji Fengjun gave her a channel to contact her, but Tuoba Le's trip was dangerous, and he might have to wait until everything stabilized before sending back news.

Although Yuanyuan had been prepared for a long time, she couldn't help crying when her mother left, but she was also a well-behaved and sensible child, and she didn't ask for a mother.

Most of the people in the mansion knew the inside story, Ji Fengjun only said that she was the benefactor's daughter, and because of business trip, he let her stay in the mansion for a period of time.

Yuanyuan stayed in Prince Ning's Mansion just like that. She was loved by others, and since she was the only child in the mansion, everyone in Prince Ning's Mansion naturally liked her.

Ji Fengjun's life seems to have calmed down, but he knows that there are people in the capital who don't want his life to be so peaceful.

"Your Highness, the person has been dealt with cleanly."

Ji Fengjun frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "It's the fourth time this month."

Ying nodded, and replied: "The killers these few times are not at the same level as the previous ones, and they are even more difficult to deal with. I think it was the Patriarch of the Wen family who made the move—"

Ji Fengjun sighed softly: "If the assassination is not successful, other methods may be used. Let our people pay attention, and don't let unclean people get in."

Ying Yi respectfully said: "This subordinate knows."

However, if you want to go back, I'm afraid you have to work hard from here.

Ji Fengjun has no other choice for the time being, the emperor has a steelyard in his heart, when someone is in a weak position, he will lean towards which side——

Conversely, when he has the upper hand, he will go in another direction. In short, only when the scale is completely under his control can he be at ease.

After a few days, news spread that King Ning was seriously ill.

The news quickly reached the emperor's desk.

The emperor placed the teacup heavily on the table, and the water splashed out, wetting the secret letter that had just been sent.

"Serious illness is fake, poisoning is real—" the emperor's eyes narrowed slightly. He wanted to kill Ji Fengjun before, but in the end he was not willing to do it. He didn't expect that person to be so courageous as to reach out to his. On the son.

The person standing in front of the table was Yang Huang. He watched his eyes, his nose, his nose, and his heart without saying a word. As the head of the royal intelligence, he knew that the royal family had a lot of secret salary. At this time, the emperor was angry, but he dared not say anything. of.

"Do you know who moved the hand?"

"People from the Wen family seem to be making a lot of changes in Xinyang." Yang Huang replied quickly.

"I think it's him." A coldness flashed in the emperor's eyes. The fifth prince is gone. Except for those who are underage, only the boss is left. Even if the boss is locked up now, he is still the most likely to become The candidate for the crown prince.

It's not like he didn't hope for Ji Fengxuan, but the Wen family's courage was too great, and their hands were stretched too far.

The emperor sighed lightly: "Is he all right now?"

"Physician Zhang had just left the Western Army at that time. After Ji Fengjun became seriously ill, he chased Physician Zhang back—he should be stable now, and there is no danger of his life."

The emperor nodded, but asked in confusion: "Doctor Zhang?"

"It's Imperial Physician Yu's master. Before Tai... When King Ning first arrived in Xinyang, Imperial Physician Yu treated him. Later, Imperial Physician Yu was called back. After that, Imperial Physician Zhang treated King Ning."

Only then did the emperor think about it. He remembered that Imperial Physician Yu asked for an order to go back to Xinyang again. As for Imperial Physician Zhang, he thought about it and remembered this person.

"How is King Su's injury?" At this moment, the emperor thought of Ji Fengsu's matter. He remembered that half a year ago, there was a report on Ji Fengsu's injury, but he was still in the army and should be fine.

"Returning to Your Majesty, His Highness King Su's injury has recovered, but it is said that he has hurt his heart, and I am afraid it will be difficult to lead the army."

The emperor frowned. If this is the case, the Northwest Pass is an important place. If Ji Fengsu can't lead the army, I really don't know whose hands the Northwest Army will be handed over to.

He sighed softly, and said about Ji Fengjun again: "Send some high-quality medicinal materials over there, so that King Ning can rest well."

Le Yi'an smelled the smell in Ji Fengjun's bedroom, and sighed softly: "I said, Your Highness, you haven't taken medicine for a few days, why did you take medicine again - you really think you are a medicine jar."

Ji Fengjun smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, it just smells like medicine. I've poured out all the medicine."

Le Yi'an nodded: "It's a good thing you can stay in this room. After I stay here for a while, I will feel unbearable."

Ji Fengjun raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's not as scary as what you said, but I think it's okay—"

Although the taste of the traditional Chinese medicine is not good, he is lucky that he doesn't need to drink it this time. You must know that he used to drink Chinese medicine every day.

"By the way, has the reply from the army arrived?" Ji Fengjun asked.

Le Yi'an smiled: "Here, Your Highness is really accurate."

He wrote a letter to Junyan on purpose, and secretly sent a message to Ji Fengsu - just to prevent them from worrying, otherwise if the news of his serious illness spreads, they might not be able to sit still.

Jun Yan was busy with military affairs and did not return to the military tent for three consecutive days. He suddenly heard the news that King Ning was seriously ill in the army. He couldn't believe it, but the worry and fear in his heart reached the extreme. He only knew that he had to return to Xinyang as soon as possible. , riding a horse is about to go back.

Fortunately, he was stopped by someone - but it was useless to be stopped, and he didn't find this letter until Ji Fengsu came over and knocked him out and sent him back to the army tent.

The young master was afraid that he would be worried, so he wrote a letter ahead of time, but he hadn't seen it for a few days, and the general was not allowed to leave without permission. If he left without permission, he might cause a catastrophe.

Ji Fengjun sighed slightly, feeling a little moved in his heart. The last time we met was in a hurry, and the parting was even more hasty. I don't know when the two of them will be able to get together.

North Korea and China seem to be calm, but in fact they are turbulent.

The Patriarch of the Wen family felt a little uneasy. He didn't expect that he would fail to kill, but instead aroused the emperor's vigilance. The emperor had already expressed his dissatisfaction. If he didn't restrain himself, the next Shi family might be their Wen family.

Thinking of his daughter's crying in the palace, he was extremely upset - she is useless, she gave birth to a son, but she is also useless, if Ji Fengxuan can have half of Ji Fengjun's ability, how can he be as troublesome as he is now?

In vain stood a long word.

But no matter what, the Wen family had no choice but to stop.

In the blink of an eye, it's winter, Xinyang is located in the northwest, and it's already getting cold today.

Le Yi'an was a little puzzled, didn't His Highness say he was going back to Beijing, why there was still no movement?Just when Le Yi'an was about to lose his composure and wanted to ask Ji Fengjun, Ji Fengjun finally made a move——

This matter was done by Imperial Physician Yu. The bitter cold in Xinyang is not conducive to recuperation, and it is necessary to go to a warm place for recuperation. The root cause of His Highness's disease is difficult to get rid of. Only by returning to the capital for consultation at the Imperial Hospital can the root cause of the disease be eliminated.

A few days later, the decree of calling Ning Wang to Beijing was promulgated.

Ji Fengjun looked at the imperial decree, his eyes were obscure, and such a long time passed in a blink of an eye—his eyes fell on the courtyard.

When I first came here, it was dilapidated.

Now that eight years have passed, it seems like a lifetime ago, he is actually a little reluctant to leave this place.

The figure of the man practicing martial arts in the courtyard suddenly flashed before his eyes, and he sighed softly, but it was a pity—Ayan was not by his side now.