Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Han Liang's almost hysterical roar made Dongping shrink in fear.

He didn't dare to say anything more and walked out the door.

In fact, he had noticed something strange as early as when he found Han Liang on the streets of Dongdu.

At that time, Han Liang was lying on the ground unconscious. He didn't know how long the young master had been lying naked on the street, but he found that the part of the young master's body had been frozen and turned red and swollen, with residual urine around it, emitting a disgusting smell of urine.

After carrying Han Liang back to the mansion, he immediately reported to Han Qi and asked for a doctor. After seeing the bruised and swollen face and nose of Han Liang, the doctor wrote a prescription and gave him some medicine, and told him to take good care of himself and he would be fine.

Dongping breathed a sigh of relief, but thinking about the unusual area under the quilt, he decided to ask the doctor to take a look.

When the nearly sixty-year-old doctor saw Han Liang's private parts, which were red and swollen like a small carrot, his gray beard trembled with horror.

"How did you get hurt?"

It's no wonder he made such a fuss. He has been practicing medicine for more than 30 years, and this is the first time he has seen such a serious injury.

Dongping recounted to the old doctor what he saw when he found Han Liang on the street, and the old doctor's brows furrowed more and more.

After a detailed examination, the old doctor finally shook his head helplessly.

"The frostbite has lasted too long. I am powerless now."

Han Qi came in at this moment, and almost fell on the threshold when he heard this answer.

Han Qi thought that the old doctor's inability to treat the disease was due to his poor medical skills. He did not give up and asked most of the doctors in Dongdu for help. But the words he heard most often were "seek help from another doctor".

Han Qi slumped in the chair with a dark face. He punished Dongping with ten strokes of the board and ordered him to keep his mouth shut about the matter.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been with Han Liang since he was a child, I would almost suspect that he deliberately lost Han Liang, which led to this result.

His Han family has been a single-line family for three generations, and it has come to an end with Han Liang.

But for the future of the Han family, Han Qi could only keep this matter secret and dare not let any wind leak out.

So even Han Liang himself didn't know that he was now a useless person.

Han Liang sat slumped in the room, he couldn't believe why he was unable to function.

In a fit of anger, he grabbed his own part with one hand and tried to lift it up, but it only stood up for a moment before falling down limply.

Han Liang felt so disheartened that he wished he could pull it out at once.

There's no point keeping it anyway.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the feeling of powerlessness of those eunuchs in the palace, which was really torturous.

At this time, a piece of important news came from Chonghua Palace, which shocked everyone in the front court and the harem.

The Crown Princess is pregnant.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Everyone began to reassess the current situation in the court.

I was afraid that I would accidentally bet on the wrong weight and end up with nothing left.

After hearing the news, Xie Chengyin rushed into the palace and went straight to Yun Pavilion.

Yan Ci was bending over his desk, writing a memorial.

After more than a month of careful guidance from Emperor Tianqing, Yan Ci's handwriting has been transformed. The previous scribbles have been replaced by the current hairpin-shaped small regular script.

The handwriting is beautiful, and if you look closely you can faintly see some of Emperor Tianqing's character.

Yan Ci blew dry the ink on the memorial and admired the result of his hard work (being forced to practice calligraphy) with great satisfaction.

As soon as I closed the memorial and put it aside, Xie Chengyin walked in with his long legs.

Yan Ci had gotten used to Xie Chengyin's uninvited visits. This guy would come to her for tea every now and then.

Yan Ci glanced at Xie Chengyin and continued to work on his own things.

"The tea is on the table. Pour it yourself if you want. I'm busy today. Please help yourself."

Xie Chengyin's calm expression swept across the pile of memorials in front of Yan Ci.

These were memorials regarding land tax submitted from various places. After reading them, Emperor Tianqing gave them directly to Yan Ci and asked her to write a solution and submit it again.

Xie Chengyin sat down at the table, looking at Yan Ci who was so busy that he didn't even raise his head, and couldn't help but remind him, "Thirteen, have you forgotten the purpose of your entry into the palace?"

Yan Ci paused, raised his head and looked at Xie Chengyin: "What?"

Xie Chengyin said, "You originally wanted to find out the truth about why you died in the sea of ​​fire, and then you said you wanted to save someone important to you. But now the truth is still unknown, and the person you saved is now at the center of controversy. Are you still writing this memorial?"

Hearing this, Yan Ci put down his pen and said, "I have never forgotten to find out the truth, but now the clues are limited and I cannot find out the truth yet. As for what you mean when you say that the person I saved is at the center of the storm?"

Xie Chengyin pulled the corner of his mouth: "You don't know?"

"What do I know?"

"The Crown Princess is pregnant."

Yan Ci was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "This is a good thing."

"A good thing? Do you think it's a good thing? Do you know how many people are eyeing the East Palace now?"

Yan Ci was silent. Donggong Kuanhe, as the eldest son, had a legitimate status, but because of his health, he had been suppressed by the Xiang Wang party.

Now that the news of pregnancy has suddenly spread, will the Xiang Wang party allow the child to be born safely?

Xie Chengyin was worried about more than that. He looked at Yan Ci who was lost in thought and continued, "Jiang Yun had never lived through a big wedding before, so there was no such thing as pregnancy. Now that the fate of the Crown Princess has been changed by you, the future that has changed along with it is something we cannot predict."

Yan Ci understood what Xie Chengyin said. Since the fate of the Crown Princess could be changed, the fate of the Crown Prince could also be changed.

It was only because the former prince was not valued that he had the opportunity to live until the 25th year of Tianqing.

But now it is different. The prince is in good health, and he and the princess are in harmony. She is also pregnant with a child. Once the child is born safely, no matter whether the prince lives or dies, King Xiang's dream of becoming emperor will be impossible to realize.

Unless he uses the emperor to control the princes.

What Xie Chengyin was worried about was that not only would the prince not live to see the 25th year of Tianqing, but the unborn child would also have no chance of coming into the world.

"So what should we do next? The news has already spread, and there will be actions both inside and outside the palace."

Yan Ci looked at Xie Chengyin seriously, knowing that he must have thought of a solution when he came to talk to her about this.

Xie Chengyin took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, then said slowly, "If I asked you to choose one person to be the emperor, who would you choose?"

Yan Ci blurted out without hesitation: "Prince."

Naturally, she stood on the side of the prince, not only because the prince was her cousin, but also because the prince, Shen Zhaoyong, inherited the kindness and generosity of Emperor Tianqing.

Unlike Prince Xiang Shen Zhaoyan, who is a ruthless and decisive person at heart.

Xie Chengyin naturally chose the crown prince. He had experienced the life after Prince Xiang ascended the throne, which was the future he least wanted to experience, so he did not want to repeat the same mistake no matter what.