Chapter 28 The Little Civet Cat's Plot

Song Zhenyan responded with a comforting smile and said gently: "It's okay. I have some medicinal herbs and pharmacies that can help you sleep and cure nightmares. I'll have someone send them to the young lady's house later."

"Thank you, Prince." Ye Wanwan kept her head down, showing a fragile look that made people pity her.

As a result, the moment she stepped out of the Third Prince's House and stepped into the carriage, her weakness was gone, replaced by a cunning smile, and her eyes were full of pride and calculation.

Ye Wanwan looked at the silk handkerchief in her hand and chuckled. Then she reached out of the car and threw the silk handkerchief away with the wind.

That night, Rong Zhenyan gradually felt cold all over and dizzy. At first, he thought he had caught a cold recently. He took a few medicines but had a splitting headache and the situation became worse. In the end, he was bedridden.

The housekeeper in the house was so scared that he quickly called the imperial physician for treatment. The imperial physician frowned and felt the pulse carefully. Beads of sweat gradually appeared on his face. After a long while, he hesitated and said, "My prince, may I ask if you have eaten anything by mistake today?" "

It's just... the usual..." Rong Zhenyan lay weakly on the bed, sweating from his headache. He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes when facing the doctor's question.

"Excuse me, doctor, why is the prince like this?" asked the housekeeper.

"This... my medical skills are not good, and..." Seeing the doctor hesitate for a long time and unable to say anything, the housekeeper paced anxiously in the room.

"I will prescribe a few doses of medicine to relieve the prince's headache first. Some diseases are so urgent that the root cause cannot be seen. Maybe we can see the result tomorrow." The doctor did not dare to say that he could not diagnose and treat the prince's illness, so he could only do this to ease the situation.

"Thank you, doctor."

The next day, Ye Wanwan came again, but this time, before she walked into the main hall, he hurried out to greet her: "Welcome Miss Ye, the third prince is not feeling well, and I'm afraid he can't entertain you."

"What!" Ye Wanwan was panicked when she heard this, and asked with concern: "He was fine yesterday, how could it be..., can you please let me visit the prince?"

Seeing the anxious look in front of him, the housekeeper couldn't refuse: "Then Miss, please follow me."

The maids kept coming in and out of the third prince's room, and everyone was extremely busy. Ye Wanwan walked to Rong Zhenyan's bedside and gently lifted the bed curtain. He looked pale and sweating, and looked very sick.

At this time, the maid was bringing a bowl of hot medicine. Ye Wanwan took the initiative to pick up the medicine bowl and said, "Let me do it."

As she said that, she sat on the bedside, scooped a spoonful of medicine and blew it carefully at her mouth, and then slowly fed it to the patient's mouth.

At this time, she held a new handkerchief in her hand.

Rong Zhenyan had a headache so much that she was confused. She drank a mouthful and spit out half of it. After a while, Ye Wanwan finally fed her the medicine and gently wiped her lips with a handkerchief.

In the eyes of the maids in the house, Ye Wanwan was really a virtuous future imperial concubine.

When the girl returned home, the handkerchief on her body disappeared again. She sat on the rattan chair with satisfaction, sipping hot tea, with a deep and unfathomable look in her eyes.

She smeared the intoxicating powder she got from the land god on the handkerchief, which mortals could not detect at all.

Her purpose was to make Rong Zhenyan sick. She put the antidote under her tongue early, so she could ignore the medicinal properties and let her inhale the powder naturally with the help of the handkerchief.

Making Rong Zhenyan sick and confused was only the first step, and the next step was the real show.

Sure enough, Rong Zhenyan not only had a splitting headache that night, but also muttered prophecies. Everyone was terrified, and the princes also came to visit.

"Tell me, how could my brother become like this!" Facing the Sixth Prince's rebuke, the housekeeper knelt on the ground in fear and trembled and answered: "I don't know either. The prince suddenly became like this the day before yesterday..."

"Can't find out the reason?" The Sixth Prince's voice suddenly rose due to anger.

"I have already found several doctors with superb medical skills, but they are all helpless." The housekeeper knelt on the ground trembling with fear.

"Then what did my brother do these days? Who did he meet?" Although the Eighth Prince also had a sad face, he always remained calm.

After speaking, a person appeared in the housekeeper's mind. After hesitating for a moment, he said: "There is a person, who is... the third prince's fiancée, the daughter of the Prime Minister."

"That must be her, go and catch that person!" The Sixth Prince was a straightforward and impatient person. He did things without thinking and was eager to close the coffin as soon as he saw a clue.

"Brother, don't be anxious. This is the daughter of the Prime Minister. Besides, there is no reason for them to harm my third brother." The Eighth Prince stopped in time and turned back to tell the housekeeper, "Send someone to find the young lady first and tell her that there is an urgent matter. You don't need to explain the specific reason."

"I obey your order."

The servant hurried to Ye Wanwan without stopping. When the girl heard the news, she seemed confused, but she was thinking:

the fish has been hooked.

"Yun Ting, go and tell that person that we can go out."

"Yes, Miss." The master and servant have a unique tacit understanding.

The young girl in the Third Prince's mansion looked at the people who were looking at her with a bewildered face and bowed respectfully: "Greetings to all the princes, may I ask why you asked me to come here?"

"In a few days, my young lady and my third brother will get married, and I should also respectfully call you the royal sister-in-law. Since we are all family, I will be frank." The Eighth Prince continued,

"I believe that my young lady also knows that my royal brother suddenly got a strange disease two days ago, and the imperial physician did not know where to start. I heard from the servants that my royal brother's symptoms mainly appeared after you left that day, so I wanted to ask if you found anything abnormal about my royal brother that day?"

"I just chatted with the Third Prince for a while that day, and didn't find anything different..." Ye Wanwan tilted her head slightly and thought carefully.

"Then why did you suddenly look for my royal brother when you were fine? What's your intention?" The Sixth Prince said bluntly in a bad mood.

"I... I am..." Ye Wanwan wanted to defend herself with a sobbing face, but before she could finish her words, the servant outside the door suddenly came to report: "Prince, a Taoist priest suddenly came outside and insisted on entering the mansion, saying that he wanted to save someone's life."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

"That man is just a beggar, drive him away!" The Sixth Prince ordered impatiently.

"When I passed by here, I saw that the mansion was surrounded by purple smoke. The owner of this family must be suffering from an evil disease." Everyone looked at the mansion door and saw a middle-aged bald monk in a plain robe shouting loudly into the mansion. His voice was loud and he was holding a Buddhist string in his hand, looking like a saint.

"Come, let this beggar in!" The Sixth Prince was furious when he heard this false statement. He wanted to see who dared to speak so arrogantly in front of the prince.

"I greet all the young masters and young ladies." The monk smiled and was calm, as if he didn't know who was in front of him.

"Why did the monk say that just now?" asked the Eighth Prince.

The monk did not rush to reply to him, but narrowed his eyes slightly, counted with his fingers and said slowly: "I dare to guess that there is a seriously ill person in the palace. He was born on the 16th of the leap month, and his nature is cold. Two years ago, he caused a huge disaster and almost lost his life. Recently, he has killed many people. Is what I said accurate?"

After he finished speaking, the two princes in front of him couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, frowned and looked at each other. Everything he said was right, and he could even tell the disasters that only the royal family knew.

"The reason why this young master is seriously ill now is because he has a conflict with a person's fate. The person is a young woman, born in the month of Si, with a fire nature. Her parents are born with gold, and she has been in contact with the patient recently. I have said this many times because I see that the patient's life is not over. If you want to save him from danger, you need to cut off contact with the woman from now on."

Born in the month of Si, parents carry gold. Isn't this talking about Ye Wanwan?

At this time, the girl's face was full of panic: "Master, are you talking about my daughter?"

"It's impossible to have a conflict. Our royal engagement must pay attention to the harmony of the eight characters. How can there be a conflict?" The Sixth Prince still believed that the person in front of him was a swindler.

"The theory of eight characters also requires the right time and place. With the change of the stars, the fate will naturally change. If the two are not separated, the woman will be plagued by bad diseases within two days. This old monk can only say this." After saying that, the monk bowed and turned away, leaving the three people in the courtyard alone.

The Eighth Prince gave a look to the guard beside him, and the guard nodded in understanding and chased out. Then the Eighth Prince chuckled and took the initiative to break the deadlock: "Miss Ye, don't take that person's words to heart. You should go back to the mansion and rest. I'm sorry for disturbing you today."

"Don't worry, Prince. The little girl will take her leave first." Ye Wanwan bowed and left.

After Ye Wanwan left, the guard also ran back in a panic: "Your Highness, the monk has disappeared. After I chased him out of the mansion, I searched the surrounding ten miles but couldn't find his figure." "

How could this be?" The Eighth Prince sent out the most capable guards, how could he let a monk escape under his nose?

...

At this time, the monk had teleported to Ye Wanwan's room. The girl looked proud, and everything was going according to her plan.

"Show your true identity." After saying that, the monk transformed himself and turned back into a white-bearded old man.

The land fairy raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, and said with difficulty: "I never ask about the affairs of the mortal world. If you let me do such a swindling thing, it's really embarrassing for me."

Ye Wanwan interrupted him after hearing this: "How can this be a lie? What you said is the truth, but it's just exaggerated a little bit." As she said that, the girl raised her hand and measured the gesture of twisting her fingers.

The Earth God knows everything in the mortal world. He knows that Ye Wanwan and Rong Zhenyan's birth dates are indeed incompatible in the mortal world. Before, others said that they were compatible but it was just an excuse for their engagement.

"Earth God, please give me some more medicine powder."

Ye Wanwan poured all the medicine powder into the teacup and drank it all.

When Yun Ting went into the room to find the young lady, she found that Ye Wanwan had collapsed on the ground with her cheeks abnormally flushed.

"Miss, Miss!" Yun Ting shook the young lady in panic, and saw that she was confused and panicked and shouted: "Come on, come quickly!"

When Ye Wanwan opened her eyes again, she felt an unbearable headache, as if there were thousands of needles embedded in her head, her throat was swollen and painful, and she had difficulty breathing.

Seeing that the person on the bed woke up, Yun Ting was extremely happy: "Miss, you finally woke up. You have been in a coma for a day and a night. The lady and the young master are very worried."

After learning that their daughter woke up, everyone rushed to visit, and for a while the bed was full of people.

The lady caressed her daughter's hot cheek distressedly and asked with concern: "Wanwan, how could you be so seriously ill?"