20demayo Chapter 87
Chapter 87
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will personally return to the Imperial Hospital to prepare the medicine now."
Nalan Jing put the person in his arms down, walked to the door, and summoned everyone in the palace.
All seven of them knelt in the courtyard, heads bowed and trembling.
"Go and invite His Majesty here."
When Nalan Fengxing heard that Nalan Jingwen had invited her, she was stunned for a moment, and then asked Granny Chen.
"What happened?"
Granny Chen said respectfully, "I heard it's because the servants in Prince Yin's palace were not managing things properly and offended the prince."
"Prince Yin? There are princes in the palace?"
"She was born to a man whom the late emperor brought back from the Beining area, and she has always lived in Jing'an Palace."
Although Jing'an Palace was not a cold palace, it was practically one. The late emperor had so many sons; it was impossible for him to remember them all.
Nalan Fengxing pondered for a moment, then put down the memorial in his hand and stood up.
"Let's go and have a look."
When she arrived at Jing'an Palace, she instinctively covered her nose, and Granny Chen kindly handed her a handkerchief.
She took the handkerchief and saw Nalan Jingwen standing in front of the crowd, his face heavy and tinged with anger. She walked over.
"Who has angered the Imperial Sister?"
Upon hearing that she had arrived, Nalan Jing said, "Elder sister, you've come."
After Chen Mama moved a chair and wiped it clean repeatedly, she finally let Nalan Fengxing sit down.
"Tell me what happened, and I'll stand up for you."
Nalan Jingwen glanced at the trembling crowd kneeling below and said sternly, "These servants, instead of doing what servants should do, have committed treason and embezzled their masters' salaries!"
With each word she spoke, the people below trembled even more.
Nalan Fengxing glanced at it and asked, "Is this true?"
"Your Majesty, spare us! We'll never dare to do it again!"
Perhaps frightened by Nalan Jingwen, he simply stopped trying to deny it and admitted it outright.
Nalan Fengxing's face immediately darkened. Even though Nalan Yin was not favored, he was still a member of the royal family. Their actions were a disregard for the dignity of the royal family and a provocation.
"What does the imperial sister intend to do with them?"
"Then cut off their hands and feet and hang them at the palace gate for the birds to eat."
Nalan Jingwen uttered a sentence lightly, but it scared the person so much that they lost their soul.
"Spare me, Your Majesty! Your Highness! Spare my life!"
"I'll never dare to do it again! Please!"
Nalan Fengxing didn't want to see these people begging for mercy, so he gave Chen Mama a look and said, "Let's do as the Prince Xian requests."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
They were still begging for mercy as the guards dragged them away, crying their eyes out, their faces filled with terror, some even convulsing from fright.
Soon, the pitiful screams echoed throughout the Jing'an Palace, and blood stained the palace walls, giving the faded walls a vibrant new color once again.
Nalan Fengxing stood up. "Let's go in and see my imperial brother."
Nalan Yin, who was on the bed, had woken up at some point. He had heard the noise outside and forced himself to stay upright, staring intently at Nalan Jingwen and the other man.
Nalan Fengxing frowned slightly when he saw the undisguised look in his eyes.
Seeing this, Granny Chen said sternly, "How dare you! Why don't you kneel before His Majesty?"
Nalan Jingwen stood aside without stopping him, sizing up Nalan Yin.
But Nalan Fengxing raised his hand to stop them, saying, "Since you are ill, these formalities are unnecessary."
Just then, a servant brought in the medicine, which Nalan Jingwen took and handed to Nalan Yin.
"Drink the medicine."
Nalan Yin glanced at the medicine, then at Nalan Jingwen, hesitating to take it, her eyes filled with wariness.
Nalan Jingwen knew what he was thinking and said, "It's not poisoned, drink it."
Nalan Fengxing watched from the side and was somewhat surprised by Nalan Jingwen's behavior. Apart from Rong Hengyu, he had never seen her care about anyone so much.
Then his gaze fell on Nalan Yin.
She's pretty, but too thin, and her personality...
Everyone had their own thoughts. When Nalan Jing heard that he refused to drink, he took a sip himself and then handed it to him.
Nalan Yin then took the medicine and drank it down without hesitation, as if the medicine was not bitter at all.
Nalan Fengxing looked at Nalan Jingwen and asked, "What are your plans, Imperial Sister?"
"Is either way acceptable?"
"I will agree to anything you ask."
"Then let him stay at Yongxing Palace according to the standards for a prince."
She had barely finished speaking when she felt a hand tug at her sleeve. Looking down, she saw Nalan Yin looking up at her. "I'm not leaving."
Nalan Jingwen frowned. "You still want to live here?"
The environment here is completely unsuitable for living, not to mention that Nalan Yin looks frail and could faint at any moment.
"I do not go."
Nalan Yin stared intently at her, refusing to back down, her knuckles turning white as she gripped her sleeve with great effort.
Nalan Jingwen remained silent for a moment, then said, "Then send people to repair this place and send more people to serve here."
"Alright, Granny Chen, give the order."
"Yes."
Nalan Fengxing looked at her and said, "In that case, younger sister, you can stay here and keep watch. I'll be going now."
"I'll see you off."
"No need, you take care of your brother."
Nalan Fengxing didn't care about this suddenly appearing imperial brother at all. If it weren't for Nalan Jingwen's sake, he wouldn't have cared about his life or death at all, let alone give him the treatment of a prince.
However, if this prince can bring benefits to Feng Tian, it's not a bad idea to keep him.
Nalan Jingwen stayed in Jing'an Palace, watching the palace servants busy themselves. Just as a servant was about to move the iron cage away, Nalan Yin on the bed suddenly became agitated, struggled to get off the bed, and tried to stop him.
"Don't touch this!"
He was agitated, almost manic, with bloodshot eyes, as if it were something he cherished dearly.
Although Nalan Jingwen was somewhat puzzled, he still stopped the servant.
"No need to move that, leave it here."
The attendant seemed to be frightened by Nalan Yin's frenzied appearance and hurriedly retreated.
Nalan Jingwen held Nalan Yin down and waited for him to gradually calm down before transferring a wisp of Xuan power into his body again.
This time, she took a closer look at the iron cage.
Why did this iron cage agitate Nalan Yin so much? Could it hold some secret?
How could such an iron cage appear in Nalan Yin's palace? An adult could squeeze into an extremely small iron cage, but Nalan Yin, being too thin, could only fit in just the right amount.
Why was Nalan Yin lying in the iron cage just now?
"Goo."
The sound pulled her back to reality, and she looked toward its source.
Nalan Yin stared blankly at the roof beam, like a soulless puppet. The redness in her eyes had faded somewhat, and she was oblivious to her hunger, as if she had already gotten used to it.
She asked, "Are you hungry?"
The man on the bed seemed not to hear, his eyes open and motionless.
She wasn't angry. She took off her coat, wrapped it around him, and then lifted him off the bed and walked out.
Since there had been no princes in the palace for many years, it would naturally take some time to prepare clothes. Not only did they need to take measurements, but they also needed to select fabrics, all of which required time. Therefore, Nalan Jingwen could only temporarily give him her coat to wear.