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

On the night they settled down, her younger brother An Qiyuan had a fever that wouldn't go away. Their father, seeing that they couldn't go into the city and there was no doctor around, thought about going up the mountain to find some herbs to try.

Farmers all know some folk remedies for reducing fever, so he went and went.

Once he left, he never came back.

She was taking care of her brother alone, and the fatigue from the past few days was swept away all at once by the peace and tranquility of this day.

She was sleeping soundly and didn't know her father hadn't come home all night.

What she didn't know was that her brother was so sick that he wanted to go to the river to take a cold bath and disappeared.

She knew her brother had gone into the water from a man who was camping not far from them.

The man said that when he got up to go to the bathroom, he thought the child had gone straight into the water and just wanted to wash himself.

Who knew that it would turn out like that.

Later, she was adopted by a kind-hearted person, but she was always thinking about her missing father and brother, and felt extremely guilty towards them. After hearing news about him from He Chengjue, she could no longer control herself.

He Qingchen: "Then how can you be sure that the man is your brother?"

Seeing that she seemed immersed in the past, He Qingchen interrupted her thoughts with a cold voice.

Nanny An pursed her lips and said, "He showed me the portrait. The person in the portrait looked very much like my father. Later, he took me to see it once and confirmed that it was Qi Yuan. It was then that I learned that he had been locked up by His Royal Highness Prince Rong. I didn't agree, so His Royal Highness had him beaten every day..."

He Qingchen felt like he was about to be laughed at for being stupid.

The heat that had been suppressed just now surged up again. He narrowed his eyes coldly and suppressed it again with his internal force.

"So, you agreed?"

"Yes, I agreed. But, I told you that I won't do anything that will hurt your body. His Royal Highness Prince Rong also agreed to it." Nanny An explained hurriedly, and it was indeed the case.

She did not have much contact with Prince Rong's Mansion while she was in the mansion.

That is...

Just revealed his whereabouts a few times.

“At the beginning, I went to Gongzhou to suppress bandits. It was a dangerous matter. I was cautious and vigilant along the way, and even took a detour. The only thing I did wrong was to deliver a letter to the government before returning to Beijing.

So, it was you who leaked the news about the king, which led to him being ambushed and assassinated in the suburbs of Beijing?"

Nanny An was stunned.

She opened her mouth and looked at He Qingchen in disbelief: "My Lord, what do you mean by this?"

Does that mean that the assassin was arranged by His Royal Highness Prince Rong?

How can it be?

It was obvious that the prince took on the task of suppressing bandits in Gongzhou for His Royal Highness Prince Rong, so why would Prince Rong arrange for assassins to kill him?

"What do you say?"

"No, it's impossible. It's not me. My Lord, I only told His Royal Highness Prince Rong the date of your return to the capital, and didn't reveal anything else. Besides, you left the capital for His Royal Highness Prince Rong, how could he attack you?"

It was too late for Prince Rong to coax him.

He Qingchen glanced at her with a slightly awkward smile.

Originally, he hadn't thought of writing a letter to the government office.

Knowing that the journey was going to be dangerous, how could he expose his whereabouts so easily?

It was Wang Huan who sent him a letter saying that Nanny An was seriously ill and that both the palace physician and the doctors in the capital were helpless. Wang Huan knew how important Nanny An was to him and did not dare to neglect her, so he quickly sent him a letter asking him to find the imperial physician in the palace.

He wrote back, exposing his whereabouts.

He Chengjue wanted to recruit him, but was worried that he was too popular, so he deliberately arranged for assassins to injure him, hoping to delay his entry into the capital and miss Emperor Zhaoyuan's edict.

However, something went wrong along the way. Somehow, the assassin's knife was smeared with poison.

Emperor Zhao Yuan investigated for a long time but could not find out anything. He could only confirm that among the dead assassins, there was one from the Royal Secret Guard Battalion, who had no leader and was not assigned to any royal family member, and had not yet been deployed.

No one knew how that man escaped from the Dark Guard Camp, and on whose orders he went to assassinate He Qingchen.

If it weren't for the memories of his past life, He Qingchen would still be groping in the dark in this life.

However, after his rebirth, he asked his father for the investigation files and investigated them again carefully, but he still couldn't find out why the people arranged by He Chengjue made such a mistake?

Did someone know He Chengjue's plan in advance and took advantage of the situation by smearing poison on the knife?

Or, has someone infiltrated the assassin's team?

He Qingchen lowered his eyes and thought about this, not intending to explain anything to Nanny An: "Mammy, you said that you had no choice but to listen to Prince Rong and betray this prince. In fact, do you really have no choice?

Have you ever thought, even for a few moments, about coming over to ask and beg me for help?

Do you think that I can't help you, or do you think that my good brother is more trustworthy and reliable?"

He didn't want to say these words.

But once I started, I couldn't hold it in any longer.

He didn't understand why she felt that someone else was more reliable and trustworthy even though she was her own wet nurse.

Nanny An was also stunned.

She didn't think about it, she just subconsciously...

"Forget it. I found the man you mentioned not long after I woke up. You can pack up and live in the manor for the next two days. I will have someone send him over as well."

Nanny An's eyes suddenly turned red.

She looked at He Qingchen blankly, walked up to him tremblingly, and asked him slowly and hesitantly: "Prince, you, you want to drive me out? Didn't you say that year that I would stay in the palace from now on, and you would take care of me until the end of my life..."

"Mammy, I have given you chances, twice..." He Qingchen looked at her with some grief and growled.

This is the person he treats as a mother, who has been with him for more than ten years.

In the end, I chose someone else instead of him.

Aunt An shed tears and murmured tremblingly, "Twice?"

She didn't understand.

Isn't it this time?

"Go pack up and leave tomorrow. Don't come back from now on. I will ask Wang Huan to arrange the matters at the manor." He Qingchen paused and said, "This is the last chance I will give you.

I hope that when Madam arrives at the farm, she can be more peaceful, and not have any contact with outsiders, let alone mention anything about the king and the princess to outsiders. It would be best if she forgets all the past events in the palace and the mansion.

Otherwise, I will no longer cherish the little bit of affection we have for each other."

After He Qingchen finished speaking, he walked straight out the door.

As soon as he walked out of the door, his face became distracted and he could hardly hold on any longer. As he staggered, Ye Feng quickly supported him.

"Your Majesty?"

As soon as he supported the person, Ye Feng was stunned.

The heat from He Qingchen's body continuously passed through his clothes and was transmitted to Ye Feng's hands.

He looked down at He Qingchen, whose face was flushed, covered in sweat and almost unconscious, and was shocked.

He Qingchen said hoarsely, "Send this prince back to Fuyun Garden, have someone prepare some ice water in the room, and call the palace doctor. Before the palace doctor comes, stay in the yard. No one is allowed to enter or leave Fuyun Garden without this prince's order."

Ye Feng responded quickly, carried the man on his shoulder, and jumped out of here with a few leaps.

During this time, He Qingchen was talking in a daze.

Ye Feng concentrated carefully and finally heard his murmurs.