mtl008 Chapter 165 Who is more playful?
Chapter 165 Who is more playful?
Ji Yanli went to his original mother, the old princess of Prince Rong's mansion.
The old princess was worshiping Buddha in the small Buddhist temple. Ever since her only son committed suicide, she has come to worship the Buddha every day, praying that her child would be able to reincarnate smoothly and live safely in the next life.
It's still the same today.
The maids and old women were waiting outside the door, and the old princess was chanting scriptures in the Buddhist hall. Somehow, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally she fell into a deep sleep.
"mother."
The old princess opened her eyes and saw her son wearing a blood-stained red shirt, tears dripping from his eyes as he told her about his grievances.
Until she opened her eyes and woke up, she held her chest with her hands, feeling heartbroken.
At this time, the maid ran in hurriedly, bowed and said, "Princess, Prince, the Prince is not well."
The old princess was startled and was helped up by her maid and hurried to the front yard.
Jin Kerou has arrived. No matter what, she has always been good at putting on a good show.
She comforted him softly, "Mom, don't worry, the court doctor has already gone in, everything will be fine."
Normally, the old princess was always very kind to her. Even if she was anxious, she would pat her gently to comfort her or smile at her. But this time, whenever she thought of what her son tearfully recounted in the dream, she couldn't help but feel disgusted, even though she knew it was just a dream.
She walked in with a stern face, and Jin Kerou's expression also fell. She turned her head to look at her personal maid, and the maid nodded.
Prince Rong and his short-lived son were too stubborn. Prince Ling was such a good man, but they were unwilling to follow him and instead favored the sickly prince. Since that was the case, they should all die. Once they were all dead, the mansion would belong to her son.
Prince Rong has suffered a stroke for two months and cannot take care of himself in eating, drinking, defecating or urinating. For a prince, it is better to die with dignity than to live in such a miserable state. This can be regarded as a good deed done by Jin Kerou out of pity for them.
Jin Kerou's lips curled up slightly as she waited quietly outside the door, waiting for the bad news to come out.
Inside, the court doctor looked at the old princess with a sad face and shook his head, sighing: "I'm afraid the prince is not doing well."
Even though she was mentally prepared, the old princess's face changed drastically. If it weren't for the maid supporting her, she would have almost fallen down.
"My Lord, my Lord."
She threw herself on Prince Rong, looked at the person she had been with for a lifetime, and thought of her son who committed suicide at a young age. She was overwhelmed with grief and there was no desire to live in her eyes.
They’re gone, all gone, it’s time for her to go too.
A large hand gently rested on the back of her head. Prince Rong, who everyone believed was about to die, sat up. With a stern face, he pointed at the court doctor and said, "Come here, arrest him."
Everyone was shocked.
"Your Majesty!"
The old princess screamed miserably, she just thought it was a last gasp of life.
Jin Kerou, who was outside the door, heard her voice and immediately covered her face with a handkerchief and started crying.
The servants in the yard also cried and wailed, with a loud cry of grief.
Prince Rong's lips twitched, "I'm fine."
"Catch this traitor...all of you get out."
Jin Kerou saw the court doctor being escorted out, and her heart skipped a beat. "What's going on?"
"Princess, save me, save me, I am innocent."
The court doctor struggled desperately and asked Jin Kerou for help. He had listened to the Crown Princess's words and worked for her. The Crown Princess had to save him!
Jin Kerou's face turned grim for a moment, then she gave him a look to reassure him.
Prince Rong is about to pass away. He will only be imprisoned for a day or two at most. By then, the mansion will be her world, and it will be just a matter of a word to let anyone out.
The court doctor felt heavy-hearted. He felt that the old prince didn't seem to be experiencing a last burst of energy...