"Impossible, Ye Zi’an wouldn’t inexplicably co into contact with those two people, and shortly after their contact, Prince Fu was on to us. There’s definitely sothing wrong, we must investigate this thoroughly."
"Yes!"
After the guard left, Prince Le looked up at the ceiling, his eyes full of malice, and pondered whether the two sides had reached a consensus. If they had joined forces, what was their intention in targeting his son? Wouldn’t it be more direct to target him instead of his son?
He couldn’t figure it out at that mont.
But by the ti he did, it was too late.
Three days later, the poison affecting the heir of Prince Le was untreatable by the imperial physicians, and Mu Shaoling was nowhere to be found. As life hung in the balance, an old woman in black clothes offered herself, claiming she could cure the heir of Prince Le’s poison.
The news ca, and within a quarter of an hour, the woman was invited into Prince Le’s Mansion. This person had real skill, despite being just an elderly woman.
No one knew what dicine she gave the heir of Prince Le, but one hour later, the poison began to dissipate, and his black lips gradually regained their red color.
"Is the information accurate?"
This news reached Ye Zi’an’s ears at the sa ti.
"Accurate, our people saw that old woman enter Prince Le’s Mansion with their own eyes."
"Very good." Ye Zi’an tapped his finger lightly on the table, "Keep watch, and when she leaves Prince Le’s Mansion, follow her. Don’t act yet, wait for the other two families to make a move first. At that ti, disguise yourselves as rescuers of that old woman, entangle with them, and take the opportunity to capture her."
Upon hearing this, Ye Yi’s eyes lit up, "Young master, you truly are shrewd and experienced."
Haha, with this plan, their chances of completing the task are much higher.
"Shut up and go do your job, or you’ll be in trouble if it fails."
"Yes, young master, I’ll complete the task."
Saying that, Ye Yi slipped away.
Ye Zi’an also left the study, wanting to see what his wife was up to. Honestly, ever since that day when his wife indulged him with rough affection, his heart has felt like it’s being scratched by a cat these days, itching, always wanting another round. Of course, that’s just a physical feeling. He also noticed a slight change in his feelings; he seed to love his wife even more, wanting to see her after just a short separation.
"Dear Dad!" On the way back to the bamboo courtyard, he always passed by a little pavilion. Once again, Yangyang was holding a big bowl, with his short legs placed on the stone table, sitting on a chair he had moved over, one leg crossed over the other, leisurely eating from the bowl.
"Are your classes over?" Ye Zi’an’s eye twitched seeing him like this, thinking this kid sure knows how to enjoy himself. "What are you eating? And holding such a big bowl?"
"Shaved ice!" Yangyang forked a piece of peach towards Ye Zi’an, "Would you like a bite, dear dad?"
"You eat." Ye Zi’an wasn’t too interested in that. Seeing him with such a large bowl, he shook his head, "Aren’t you eating too much? Are you still going to have lunch?"
"Yes, why wouldn’t I?" Yangyang replied, "Eating this has nothing to do with my lunch."
"Alright, then keep eating."
With that, Ye Zi’an was about to leave.
"Hey, dear dad, where are you going? I’ll go with you."
"You stay here well, I don’t need you to follow." Ye Zi’an thought to himself, he was going to see his wife, and he couldn’t take this little kid along, otherwise, it would disturb his ti with his wife.
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